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Han smirked. "We're quite gracious people, you could say. So we'll allow you to walk away—if you hand the kid over to us. After all, it's nothing personal."
All of the Iwa shinobi looked at Naruto with pure hatred burning in their eyes.
Itachi raised an eyebrow. "Huh. Your comrades seem to disagree about it being nothing personal."
Han chuckled. "So then, what's your answer, Itachi-san? You could walk away. You and I both know—even with you being a prodigy—this is a full ANBU squad, ten high-level jonin from Iwa, and me… a Jinchūriki. Since you already figured that out, there's no point hiding it. So, what do you say?"
Itachi's eyes narrowed. "I suppose I disagree."
Han's smirk faltered slightly.
"Even if you are a Jinchūriki and I'm outnumbered," Itachi continued, "don't underestimate me. Because we are going to leave this place alive—no matter what. And if we die, then we'll die fighting."
He drew his kunai, readying himself.
But inside, Itachi was panicking.
He knew the odds.
Even for someone as skilled as him, taking on ten elite jonin, an ANBU squad, and a Jinchūriki all at once was suicide.
He didn't have the advantage of surprise, or the terrain.
And Han… he wasn't just any Jinchūriki. Rumors said he could access and control much of his Bijū's power with frightening precision.
Itachi glanced at Naruto.
To his surprise, the boy was still calm—expressionless even.
He has guts, Itachi thought. Gotta give him that.
Naruto was silently scanning the shinobi around them, analyzing their chakra signatures one by one.
ANBU... weak. Weak. Weak. Not even worth acknowledging.
His eyes flicked toward one of the jonin.
Stronger... but still nothing special.
Then he turned his gaze toward Han. Naruto studied him for a moment, raising a brow.
That energy... it feels similar, but also different. Familiar—like my siblings...
What did he call himself? A Jinchūriki?
Interesting. I'll need to do some research later.
Despite being surrounded, Naruto's expression remained one of mild irritation—as if everyone around him was nothing more than an annoying obstacle.
The jonin noticed this and scowled. The gall of this brat!
The leader of the group nodded grimly—giving the silent order.
They would crush the boy.
Not just because of the mission…
But because he was the son of the Yellow Flash of Konoha.
Itachi looked toward Naruto.
"I'll hold them back. When you get the chance, run. Don't worry about me—I'll handle them as quickly as possible."
Naruto simply looked at him, already knowing what Itachi was thinking. But he shook his head. This wasn't the time to hold back. After all, it had been some time since he'd had a proper challenge. It would be a good experience as well.
He glanced around and then began stepping forward. Itachi was a bit surprised as he looked toward Han. All of them turned their eyes toward Naruto.
"All of you… are annoying," Naruto said flatly.
A heavy silence fell over the area. Han, who had been holding back just to see the boy beg for his life, finally snapped. Even Itachi was surprised at what Naruto had just said.
For a moment, the enemy ninja were visibly angry and distracted. That was a good thing.
Itachi quickly took advantage of the moment, throwing several kunai toward the Jōnin. Han jumped forward to block them, shouting, "Enough of this! Get them!"
The Jōnin and ANBU rushed forward while Han personally lunged at Itachi, trying to take him down fast. He figured the kid would be easy pickings for the others.
Itachi locked eyes with Han and engaged him in fierce taijutsu and ninjutsu combat, doing everything he could to hold the line.
Meanwhile, Naruto was quickly surrounded by the ANBU and Jōnin. One of them growled, "You're the son of that Yellow Devil. He killed my father in the last conflict!"
Naruto looked at him with dull, uninterested eyes and said, "A battle is a battle. Just fight. Don't waste my time—I have better things to do… like completing my mission." He pointed to the scroll on his belt.
The ninja gritted their teeth, barely hiding their anger. This kid was getting on their nerves.
One of them had had enough.
"Burn, brat!" he shouted, going through hand signs.
"Fire Style: Stream Fire Jutsu!"
Another ninja began forming hand seals right beside him.
"Wind Style: Great Breakthrough!" he shouted.
Both jutsu began to merge, creating a massive combined inferno. Itachi immediately noticed the danger and cursed under his breath. He was already engaged with Han and another Jōnin, the latter having just released a lightning-style jutsu from the sky. Forced to leap back to avoid it, Itachi gritted his teeth, realizing he couldn't stop the incoming elemental assault on Naruto.
The Jōnin and ANBU turned their attention to the blazing fireball hurtling toward Naruto. Smirks crept across their faces. They were waiting for the brat to scream—waiting to hear his agony.
But to their shock, Naruto simply raised one hand toward the incoming attack.
Many of them scoffed.
Was the kid really arrogant enough to think that just holding up his hand would protect him from a combined fire and wind-style jutsu?
The massive explosion hit.
Smoke and flames engulfed the area. Itachi's eyes widened, worried. Had Naruto been hit? Was it over?
Some of the enemy ninjas even chuckled cruelly.
But as the smoke cleared… they froze.
Standing exactly where he had been—unmoved, unscathed—was Naruto. His hand was still raised. A faint trail of smoke curled off his sleeve, but not even a scratch marked his body.
He looked around calmly and said,
"Is that all? Huh… Well then, I'll be ending this match as quickly as possible. I have other things to take care of."
Shocked silence gave way to rage.
"Kill him!" one of the IWA ANBU barked as they all charged forward, weapons drawn—kunai, katana, everything. They came at him like a swarm.
Itachi, still locked in combat with Han, couldn't help but glance over, stunned that Naruto was completely unharmed. The kid was full of surprises.
He narrowed his eyes.
If Naruto was going all out, then so should he.
Itachi sped through hand signs and unleashed a massive stream of fire toward Han and the incoming ANBU. Han smirked, already preparing his own jutsu to counter it. The battlefield lit up with intense chakra clashes.
Meanwhile, Naruto was humiliating the elite shinobi surrounding him.
The Jōnin and ANBU lunged again and again with lethal intent, but to Naruto, they were like children swinging sticks. He weaved through them effortlessly, every movement fluid like a dance. They were trying to take down a shinobi on Kage level… but they didn't know that.
He dodged and countered, striking with such speed and grace that many of them couldn't even see where the blow had come from. They were being toyed with—and it showed on their faces.
They were stunned.
This wasn't just the son of the Yellow Flash…
This was something else entirely.