In Konoha: I will spread the will of conquest throughout the ninja world.

In an instant, the two Root ninjas responded swiftly, their large hands grabbing at the fair and slender ankles.

call out!

Isogen's figure disappeared again, and reappeared with his two feet on the two people's outstretched arms, then kicked them in the chins, one in front and one behind.

Two muffled thuds followed as the Root ninja's figure vanished from the bathroom and flew out the window. Isogen drifted out leisurely, following the trail, his voice lingering in the night sky.

"So, you two ninjas who are orphans, unloved, and like to break into little boys' bathrooms at night, are you alright?"

As the two struggled to their feet from the ruins, Isogen's eyes crinkled into a smile.

"This looks bad. Should we call the police?"

The two Root ninjas got up, looked at each other, and their vision was blurred.

But they could both understand each other's meaning.

That's a tricky idea!

The situation was unexpected. This kid's strength was nothing like that of a ninja academy student who hadn't graduated yet. He kicked them so hard that they were dizzy. His speed and reaction speed far exceeded expectations.

After a brief respite, the two resumed their combined attack, with Isogen slipping under his feet and displaying an elegant posture.

"You two little Teddy dogs, who aren't even good guard dogs, hurry up, hurry up, and then the big dog behind you might look at you with more respect."

Wu Shixuan's words were light and carried a strange smile, which annoyed the two listeners.

They were especially angered by his comparison of the adult to a dog.

"Damn it, how dare they insult that lord! Fire Release: Flame Bullet!"

"Wind Release: Great Breakthrough!"

Realizing that a quick victory was impossible without using ninjutsu, the two decisively formed hand seals. Furthermore, since Igarashi dared to insult the sun in their hearts, their hand seal speed became even faster.

Wind and fire combine, and intense heat draws near.

Isogen remained unmoved. Under the shocked gazes of the two Root members, the fireball, amplified by the gale, passed straight through Isogen's body and slammed into the building behind him, sending flames soaring into the sky and creating a deafening roar.

The part that should have been hit had a strange hole, but a flash of white light appeared in an instant, and the body was restored to its original state.

"The art of water transformation?!"

This scene made them pause, subconsciously thinking of the Hozuki clan's famous water transformation technique from Kirigakure.

They couldn't speak yet, but after exchanging a glance, they reached a consensus.

retreat!

The opponent possesses a secret technique similar to the Water Transformation Technique, or even a bloodline limit. If they were in the wild, their weaknesses could be gradually discovered. However, with such a commotion in Konoha, the police department and the Anbu would certainly not stand idly by.

The worst part is that their current strength is that of a Special Jonin, which is somewhat similar to that of a Chunin. One of them is skilled in swordsmanship and the other is skilled in genjutsu.

The plan was to control the enemy with illusion magic and then finish them off with swordsmanship.

Who would have thought that this brat was incredibly fast, giving no one a chance to cast an illusion?

Ninja duels aren't like that!

You should first try to gather information by talking to us, then assess our abilities through repeated battles, and finally throw a few ninja tools and unleash a few ninjutsu to torment each other.

Who kicks someone in the chin without even saying a word?!

The headbands we're wearing are from Konoha!

Dogs don't need hands.

Whoosh!

Fifty Strings appeared before them in a flash, looking down at them from above.

opportunity!

The geisha-masked ninja felt a chill run down his spine. His hands flew across the screen... Where are my hands?!

Glazed eyes.

The once nimble hands had vanished, replaced by two beautiful cross-sections, reddish-white.

If the medical ninjas from Konoha Hospital were to see this, they would definitely give it high praise.

The person who performs the surgery must have extraordinary expertise in orthopedics, something that a rigid, methodical person couldn't achieve.

Isogen smiled slightly, his right hand resting flat on his chest, the chakra scalpel seemingly glowing, his expression humble.

"The doctors at the hospital all praised me for being very talented in this area."

"Don't worry, the hospital will provide you with every drop of pain relief you need. You're welcome."

Thank you, you motherfucker!

The two men's eyes were bloodshot, and the fox-masked ninja, whose limbs were still intact, pressed his hand against the headband he was wearing.

"Look carefully, we are Konoha ninjas!!"

Isogen raised an eyebrow slightly: "Sorry, I didn't notice just now."

next second.

puff.

"Now everything is complete."

The fox-masked ninja's pupils trembled violently as he noticed a detail in a daze.

With his reaction time, he could have easily dodged that slow-moving slash.

poison!

If you have the power, why did you poison us?!

Don't talk about martial arts!

"You should be glad there aren't any female dogs on the street today, huh? Males aren't out of the question either."

"Waaaaah!"

The piercing whimpers rose and fell, like a joyful symphony playing under the night sky.

歘.

Sakumo Hatake, who arrived at the scene using the Instantaneous Movement Technique, was stunned by the steaming scene before him.

Fresh organs, extracted from the body, emitted astonishing heat, which, when combined with the chill of the night sky, created wisps of white mist.

A child, less than half the height of the two people opposite him, was using a chakra scalpel in one hand and a palm technique in the other to grope the two objects in front of him that could no longer be called human.

Isogen glanced sideways, a slight smile curving his lips on his fair profile: "Oh, it's Lord White Fang. I just caught two small fry trying to infiltrate Konoha and molest minors, and we're interrogating them now."

As for the cost of crippling these two Root ninjas?

Let's scrap it first.

Sakumo Hatake remained silent, staring at the scene before him—a scene perhaps even more brutal than the most severe interrogation rooms in Konoha—unsure whether to sheathe his short blade or draw it.

Then look at the two Root ninjas who have been tortured beyond recognition.

With his strength and status, he could tell at a glance the difference between these two ninjas and the Anbu. Only the deepest darkness of Konoha could produce such ninjas.

"..."

To be honest, if he hadn't met Isogen a few times and been familiar with the Root ninjas, it would have been difficult for him to determine which side was the villain based solely on the scene before him.

Suddenly, Hatake Sakumo's ears twitched, and he flashed forward to stop the approaching ninja.

After he left, Wu Shixian focused all his attention back on the two small, miscellaneous fish that had been delivered.

More ninjas, hearing the commotion, rushed over.

Sakumo Hatake was blocking the way outside, while Yoka Isogen was performing surgery inside.

After having someone stand guard outside, Hatake Sakumo rushed back to the scene.

What I saw was Yuge Wuxian, who had already put away his scalpel, and two uniquely styled works of art.

Under the bleak moonlight, there was a little boy wielding a knife, and two bodies, their bodies blood red and muscles twitching.

This combination surprised even Sakumo Hatake, a seasoned ninja.

Root ninjas only recruit the elite, and in some ways they are even stronger than the Anbu directly under the Hokage. After all, it is normal for ninjas who enter Root to lose themselves.

Wiping my blood-stained palms with a bath towel, the glaring red marks on the towel resembled blooming plum blossoms.

Wu Zixian turned around, revealing a smiling face with red lips and white teeth.

"Lord White Fang, these two small fry are very loyal and we can't get anything out of them. Let's take them to the Hokage."

Bai Ya nodded slightly, remaining silent.

Since things have come to this, and we're already here...

Taking two steps closer, his keen senses, honed by a powerful ninja, made him notice that the two men seemed to have suffered injuries on their chins, the force and angle of which were just right to leave them speechless.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.