47 Chapter 47 : Would You Like Fries With That? (1/2)
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”All units hold tight.” Kenji opened his mind, trying to see the best course of action. If he gave the wrong answer, trouble would definitely come. It could be a trick question in the first place. Maybe no answer was even needed. Even if he got the answer right, there would be turmoil since no one knew the voices of the captains. This was a pickle.
”Kenji! What's the plan?” Asuma looked anxious.
”TWENTY SECONDS REMAINING.”
”We'll do nothing.”
Kurenai looked at Kenji's calm dead face. ”Nothing!”
”Yes. Everyone transform into a slave and take a spot at the table. Time for lunch.” Kenji said over the comms.
The brawly leader of Team 3 spoke up. ”Captain! What the hell are-”
Kenji darkly reinforced his voice. ”Swallow your fu***** pride and do what I said.”
Kenji angrily formed a seal and transformed into a sorry looking middle aged man with all the characteristics of the villagers. Void and blank faces fed on trays of food upon a basic metal table with chairs. Kenji's squad followed his lead and grabbed a tray of food. They sat, spaced out from each other, Kenji knew it was a toss up. If certain akatsuki members showed up, their ruze would be seen through immediately. But no risk no reward.
Every team was blended in perfectly, repeating the same boring motion of consumption like their peers around the table. Kenji had to shut his eyes off. Even with a transformation jutsu, his white swirls were obvious.
Thirty seconds were gone instantly.
”CONGRATULATIONS. YOUR ANSWER IS CORRECT. CONTINUE!”
Kenji smirked. No matter what they said, it would be correct. Great design Obito.
”Captain.”
”Report.”
Team two's captain, actually one of Kenji's relatives, spotted two images approaching fast with his byakugan.
”Can you tell who it is?”
”From your descriptions, it appears to be Sasori and Kakuzu.”
Kenji focused, running through his profiles of those two.
”Alright. All teams hold, wait for further instructions.” Kenji sounded.
Kakuzu would be a tough one, and Sasori would definitely have some narly poison tips. Kenji was not conflicted at all. With Obito, he had good in him, according to Minato, but besides him and Itachi, the slave marks on the other Akatsuki didn't really matter, they were bad to begin with. Kenji's plan was beat, gain intel, brutally kill, rescue. He wasn't in the mood to recreate some off-the-wall S rank plan of attack. Just the old fashioned ambush would be enough.
Kakuzu would know whats happening at a glance. If he didn't have that stupid slave mark, Kenji could probably bargain with the real Kakuzu. He only really cares about profit anyway, but that wasn't an option.
”They're close. Ten seconds out.”
Kenji said again. ”All teams hold.”
Two bodies slammed against the ground close to Kenji's building. The metal door creaked open. Nothing but utensil clicks and the occasional food chew. A shadow flew into the room, circling with a red lipped mask. Asuma was beside Kenji. Guy and Kurenai were across the room. Kenji felt Asuma tense up, gripping his knife. A scarred up hand grabbed Asuma's wrist, he seeing Kenji shake his head slightly, proceeded to take a bite.
The shadow left after another round. Kenji wanted the real Kakuzu all at once. It'd be easier that way.
”Captain.” Team 3 leader whispered.
”Not yet.”
Kenji checked his surroundings. ”Alright, team two, I want you to hit these two buildings as hard as you can. Demolish the buildings.”
”Sir?!”
”Do it. Then join us down here. We'll be fine.”
What Kenji didn't tell him was all the slaves were actually in his building along with team three and four. Kenji had picked up a little fuinjutsu from Jiraiya. Sealing the slaves from the other buildings into scrolls wasn't hard. Everyone was together, that's what mattered.
”This is team two, hitting the buildings now.”
A massive fireball crashed into the compound along with a avalanche of boulders. Beneath the rubble, everyone was still seated, eating, under Kenji's blackened Susannoo, sizzling away.
”Team Four, erase the slave marks on everyone! Team two and three with me.”
Kenji shot out of the smoke and met his sword with the poison tail of Sasori.
”Nice trick Kenji. Who knew you could actually lead an operation. Hansuke would be proud.”
Really? Kenji's blank sharingan eyes hardened. He flashed in a heap of lightning behind Sasori. The poison tail whipped around. Sasori saw Guy emerge from the dust in front of him. Kenji teleported, swapping him and guy. Guy round housed the man into Kenji's sword thrust.
Sasori sat there. Kenji's sword deep in his gut. ”Hmm. You've never shown me that move before. From the Fourth Hokage himself?”
Sasori kicked Kenji into the remaining wall, letting off a cringeworthy impact. He flashed away. When the dust cleared, He and Kakuzu were standing idly by, waiting. The Sword in Sasori's gut teleported to Kenji's hand. He marked it. Never wanting to lose it again.
Kenji ran through his mind again. Sasori needed to be put down now, before his army was introduced. He and Kakuzu were the most durable next to Hidan, smart on their play to send those two.
Kenji decided the Mist Jutsu wouldn't help. He wasn't solo. But his 'improved thunder god was an option.
Team two raced in, landing a blow to both akatsuki, but it didn't do much.
”Captain, what's the plan.” Kenji's relative stood next to him. The Hyuuga clan members had a certain admiration for Kenji except for the select few that despised the Uchiha.