Chapter 77.3- One Thousand Hands

“Contact” Uraume whispered behind me. I nodded. The was our chosen signal for when Iwa finally got into her range. Somehow, she had the farthest seeing Byakugan of anyone in her clan even if she wasn’t the oldest or the most experienced. There was something to be said of how I had been placed in a class filled to the brim with outliers and geniuses. That would be something to think about later on though, as both Uzume and Uraume stepped forward to brief me on what was going on.

XXXXXX- KOSUKE THE DESERT BLAZE

“I’m beginning to suspect that they’re telling us the truth” He said as he watched his teammate interrogate another Iwa shinobi with his knives. The man spoke. They all spoke, but the story he told was not one hey had any interest in heating. Iwa did not have their jinchiriki anymore. There was nothing here for them to steal. And even worse, this was not an all too recent happening. So there had to be some explanation for why Chiyo’s spies had not reported the change and saved them the effort.

“I believe so as well. Rather, I believe he is telling us what he knows the truth to be” Hayate replied. Kosuke knew that the man that had been chosen to be his teammate in this was the stubborn type so he had no doubts that they would keep going, but it still galled at him. They were deep in enemy territory. Only the fact that Iwa had literal wolves at their gate had prevented them from going noticed, but that was sure to change sooner or later, and when it did, hordes of anbu were going to fall upon them like wrathful gods.

It was better to cut their losses now and get it over with. Chiyo had missed the designated meet up point, after all. There was a chance that she herself and Riku had perished in this mess of a plan. If that was the case, the best thing Kosuke and Hayate could do was cut their losses and leave. They were some of Suna’s strongest shinobi. Wasting their lives for a lost cause here was just stupid. Of course, it would be difficult to convince Hayate of that. One would think he was a Samurai with how closely he stuck to those three rules of his.

“So what do you suggest?” He asked with a sigh.

“We seek out the Tsuchikage. If anyone should know for sure. It would be her.”

“You want us to sneak into Iwa’s defensive unit and somehow get close enough to the Tsuchikage without being made, and then kidnap her, and then escape with her all without anyone noticing, and even worse, somehow do it while buying ourselves aenough time to interrogate her for however long it would take to break a fucking Kage, and then use the information we get from her to kidnap. The Four tails Jinchuriki— if there even is a Four-tails Jinchuriki, before somehow making it out of this village?” He asked, spelling out the insanity as clearly as he could without resorting to crude language— like telling his teammate that this was batshit insane.