In the vast, war-torn world of shinobi, Kazumi Kumo stands apart-a prodigy of her clan with unshakable confidence and a sharp wit to match. Her high self-esteem has always been her armour, keeping her detached and invulnerable to the chaos around he...
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Rugged hands pulled the pulse bands off from Suki's fingers. Ibiki, the sharp, intimidating man held indifference in his gaze. The Yamanaka head was in the corner, using his signature jutsu to enter her mind for the past hour. Suki was silent throughout it all unless spoken to, cooperating with ease.
It didn't seem to surprise Ibiki in the slightest.
There were multiple ways they gathered information from her. One: the one-way mirror within the dim, small room. Two: the polygraph that had kept record of her pulse. Three: Ibiki's dagger-like words that could make a guilty man break into tears. And four: The Yamanaka head's jutsu, Inoichi's mind reading.
"That will do." Inoichi sighed, unbinding Suki from the chair.
Ibiki flicked his wrist, guiding the dark-haired girl out of the interrogation room. They left behind the blond man, soon entering the Fifth's office.
"Kumo Kazumi is not a traitor." Ibiki concluded, "From what we've uncovered, it was a kidnapping. She shown unwillingness from the start. As for Uchiha Sasuke, his intentions of leaving are sure." He then set down a file for Tsunade to inspect.
"You may leave." She nodded, instantly opening it.
Ibiki bowed his head slightly before turning around and leaving the room. Despite it being just the two of them left, Suki knew ANBU lurked. She couldn't sense them, however she knew. A strict protocol every Hokage acquires.
All in which knowledge she knew from her late uncle.
Suki was stiff in the joints, holding her wrist from behind her back. She'd squeeze each time Tsunade exhaled through her nose.
"Immortality jutsu." Tsunade suddenly spoke, "What do you know of it?"
Suki pursed her lips, raising a brow. Surely Inoichi would've written down the majority of the details, and it was no secret that the Fifth knew of Orochimaru's plans.
My purpose?
"I am a vessel..."
"He must replace his body with a newer and stronger one before his current one succumbs."
With wide pupils, Suki pieced together what felt like the shortest time to process.
"Orochimaru is—was dying?" She muttered, focusing her yellow eyes on Tsunade's analytical ones, "Sasuke's —"
