Saying this, Aburame Ryoma unlocked the door and walked into the cell.

Black parasites crawled out from the black cuffs one after another, covering the entire palm.

Just when he was about to extend his hand deeply and let the parasite deliver a fatal blow to the opponent, the sound of footsteps behind him made Aburame Ryoma move.

"Don't do anything yet, Ryoma."

A gloomy and steady voice sounded.

"Danzo-sama!?"

Aburame Ryoma was slightly startled. Danzo came to his left side at some point and stood firmly there.

His appearance, and even the air in the cell, were filled with heavy oppression, like being trapped in a swamp, and breathing became difficult.

Danzo's appearance finally restored a trace of excitement to Fujisaki Takeshi's numb face.

He raised his already withered face and met Danzo's eyes in mid-air.

Danzo moved his gaze away, glancing at the untouched food and water beside him, and then turned his gaze back to Takeshi Fujisaki's body, which had not received any water or food for dozens of hours.

He knew that the opponent's body was almost reaching its limit.

"I want to see Hokage-sama!"

The eyes that were so hungry that they were dizzy were no longer cloudy, but became bright and full of saturated power.

"Hiruzhan won't come to see you. Today is your deadline. Over the years, you are the first person to suffer such trauma to the root. If those things are exposed, although Hiruzen will not make it public, it will always be a trouble.

"

Listening to Danzo's words, he seemed to know that his request would not be realized.

Fujisaki Takeshi leaned against the wall, turned his head, and became silent again, not communicating with Danzo.

Hunger, thirst, and cold swept through his body. His body, which was originally full of strength, was now extremely weak. He only used his last willpower to support himself until now.

"I appreciate your ability, but you have to know one thing, that is, even if you are in darkness, you can contribute to the village. Not just standing in the light. The conservative ideas are too weak and can be bullied.

Adapt to this cruel era. Your character is also not suitable for being under Hiruzen. Come to me and I will give you a new life!"

Danzo took a step forward, his invitation self-evident.

"Fujisaki Jonin, this is the invitation promised by Danzo-sama personally. Don't waste Danzo-sama's kindness. After causing huge trauma to the roots, you can still invite Danzo-sama in person. You are the first

indivual."

Aburame Ryoma also began to persuade him to give up his obsession with being loyal to Hokage.

"Danzo..."

A hoarse voice came from Takeshi Fujisaki's mouth.

Danzo narrowed his eyes slightly but made no move.

Takeshi Fujisaki smiled weakly and said: "...Humans are creatures that yearn for light, and you also long to stand in the sun, unwilling to be bound in the shadow of the village. So you desperately long to be in the darkness.

Find the light, but...ahem..."

"but?"

Danzo became interested and looked at this young man who had never asked for mercy from him at this time.

"...However, having light in the darkness will be more dangerous. When you step onto the bright side, it will be your death. Your conspiracy to get involved in the Hokage will not succeed. The root of your leadership is

A product of distortion and alienation due to insufficient management, I'm waiting for you down there... Rats can only live in darkness!"

A chuckle came from Takeshi Fujisaki's mouth.

Although the voice was small, it was like a heavy punch hitting Danzo's body, and it also made Ryoma Aburame's expression become extremely ugly.

"You guy-"

Saying that, he will take action and let the parasites eat the other party.

Danzo stretched out his hand in front of Aburame Ryoma to stop him from taking action.

He also looked at Takeshi Fujisaki with a slightly gloomy look, filled with anger, but he restrained himself and did not explode.

"If that's the case, that's a pity, but you can't see that day coming. And I won't fail!"

The confident and determined words did not cause Takeshi Fujisaki to move.

He just laughed at Danzo, then turned his head to the side, continued his silent resistance, and chose silence.

Waiting for the end of his life.

There is no hope of escaping from here.

"I will let you die as a Konoha ninja...Any last words?"

Danzo took out a kunai from his hand and inserted it in front of Takeshi Fujisaki.

Fujisaki Takeshi's eyes fell on the kunai. Just as Danzo expected, he stretched out his hand and used his last strength to grasp the handle of the kunai.

"Don't hurt Masumi, she doesn't know anything..."

A low voice sounded from the cell.

Then, he swayed his trembling body, swaying forward step by step, and he might fall down at any time. He raised the kunai in his hand, and his eyes seemed to come alive, giving him an intimidating sense of power.

Danzo sighed.

The sharp wind sounded in the cell, entangling Takeshi Fujisaki's frail body as he kept swaying forward.

A large amount of blood sprayed onto the floor and walls.

Darkness swallowed this scene up.

…

A silent silence brewed inside the wooden house in the dark night.

Asami Masumi sat on the floor with her hair disheveled. With Shiraishi's help, after going through the entire memory process, she didn't react as hysterically as she imagined.

Just sitting on the floor, silent.

Therefore, in Shiraishi's view, the violence and hatred hidden under the calmness make people even more worried about the other party's mental state.

The aura on the other party's body is also full of ominousness and danger in various senses.

Regardless of whether they are men or women, as long as they are human beings, they must feel the same after losing faith and falling into despair.

But behind the despair of faith, what kind of state of mind is hidden?

But Shiraishi didn't know this kind of mood.

But he has seen how ninjas like this will practice their own path after their faith collapses.

"How about it, Asami-san, this memory is interesting, isn't it?"

Shiraishi sat on the bed, clasped his hands and placed them on his thighs, supporting his chin while smiling and observing Asami Masumi's reaction at this time.

Whether it is the reaction on the face, the reaction of other limbs, or the light in the eyes, some useful information can be read.

However, none of these are available.

Maybe, but these emotions are well stored by the other party.

The lenses reflected a very dazzling white light, making it difficult to see what her eyes looked like.

She gently pushed up her pair of thick-framed glasses that didn't look very conspicuous, but rather plain, and slowly stood up from the floor.

"Chiba-san seems to be very disappointed with my current reaction."

Not in doubt, but in affirmation.

"One thing, after all, I'm mentally prepared for you to yell here, gnash your teeth, and cry."

Shiraishi told the truth.

"In the eyes of Chiba-san, do girls exist like this?"

Ask curiously.

"Logically speaking, this is correct."

"It's a pity that I'm not that kind of person. I cried once during the funeral during the day, and I won't cry a second time."

Asami Masumi had a faint smile on her face, looking very refreshing and free.

However, inside the clear black and white eyes behind the lenses, there were a few bloodshot threads with a ferocious color squeezed out, exuding a dripping blood light, which was very strange.

"It seems that's right."

Seeing Asami Masumi's mood calming down quickly, Shiraishi felt quite troubled.

To 'use' each other with such a woman may also be a risky act.

"Tell me, what's your deal?"

Asami Masumi asked directly.

"I need an assistant to work in Konoha Hospital, provide me with intelligence when necessary, and monitor the movements of the village."
To be continued...