Lin Yu, seeing Might Duy’s demeanor as if he were about to open the Gate of Death, was immediately a little scared.
Hey, hey, calm down! The Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist are still waiting for you to kick them into a kaleidoscope, don't let them down!
“Guy, fall back! Go call for reinforcements, I’ll hold him off!”
Might Duy said sternly. He didn’t believe he could defeat Lin Yu, nor that opening the Gate of Death would kill him. This was an intuition, but Guy was behind him, and he had no choice but to fight!
“Eight Inner Gates…”
Oh my god, he’s really decisive. Lin Yu knew he couldn’t wait any longer, or a real misunderstanding would occur.
“Fire Style: Phoenix Sage Flamethrower!”
Several flaming shurikens flew over. Might Duy had to grab Guy and dodge the attack. His taijutsu was interrupted, and despair showed on Might Duy’s face.
The opponent seemed to know my trump card very well, not giving me a chance to use it. Who is he?!
Before Might Duy could ponder further, a figure in a black robe with a flame mask suddenly appeared before him and struck at his chest.
*Puff!*
“Father!”
In Might Guy’s tear-filled vision, Might Duy’s body flew out like a kite with its strings cut, a trail of blood scattering in the air.
“Stop hurting people!”
Before Lin Yu could make another move, ninjas from afar, alerted by the commotion, quickly arrived.
Seemingly unwilling to be surrounded, the black-robed figure wearing a flame mask, Lin Yu, cleared his throat and changed his voice: “That’s all for today. You’ll have to thank me properly next time we meet.”
“?”
Might Guy was stunned by Lin Yu’s words. You beat my father to a bloody mess, and you still expect me to thank you!
Am I, Might Guy, that kind of person?? Even Kakashi… Forget it, Kakashi wouldn’t do something like that!
“Where is he? Where is the enemy?”
Hearing the reinforcements, Might Guy turned and shouted loudly, “Here, it’s this person wearing… a mask!”
Damn it! I can’t remember what kind of mask he was wearing!
Just as the reinforcement ninjas arrived, Lin Yu had already disappeared from the scene.
“You few, search the surroundings! Also, notify the sensory team if they’ve detected any strange chakra!”
“How is it? Duy, are you alright?”
A ninja from the defense team, belonging to the same unit as Duy, patted Might Duy’s back and asked with concern.
*Puff!*
Might Duy spat out another mouthful of blood, this time directly onto the person.
The defense team ninja, his face covered in blood: …This has nothing to do with me. Duy, don’t frame me! I don’t have money!
“Father! How are you?”
Might Guy next to him was so anxious that his two eyebrows merged into one. His big eyes were filled with tears, but his father had told him that a man shouldn’t cry over trivial matters, only for youth!
My father’s words inspire me. Even if he’s not here, I will carry on this youthful fighting spirit!
“Hiss! So refreshing, feels like my whole body has come alive!”
Might Duy, lying on the ground, did a Thomas spin and stood up. He felt like his body was different, but he couldn’t pinpoint how. It seemed no different from before.
Before Might Duy could continue to feel, Might Guy’s excited voice rang out: “Wuwu, Father, you’re not dead!”
Might Duy’s face darkened. What kind of words were those! What do you mean, I’m not dead!
Good son, Guy, you actually wished for my death in your heart? Wanting to inherit my millions at such a young age?
It seems my usual education wasn’t thorough enough! The amount of physical training needs to be doubled!
Might Guy had no idea that his slightly flawed sentence would make his future life ten times more painful!
*Slap!*
“What are you talking about? You’ve made Uncle Nobita’s face red with fright?”
Might Duy patted Guy’s head and said to Nobita-senpai with a smile, “Nobita-senpai, I’m fine, I’m strong as an ox!”
He then showed off his bulging muscles and recommended his green spandex, which perfectly outlines a man’s good physique!
Nobita-senpai: First! This isn’t my face blushing, it’s the blood you spat out!
Second! I haven't even gotten married yet, and I’m only twenty-eight this year. What do you mean by calling me senpai, you big bearded man!
Third! And most importantly! I absolutely will not wear green spandex! Never!
“It’s good that you’re alright, Duy. Do you know who attacked you?”
Hearing this, Might Duy’s face also became solemn. “It was a black-clothed person wearing a ripple mask! Guy, you saw it too, right?”
“Mhm, mhm!”
Might Guy, who had just snapped out of the joyous news of his father’s “resurrection,” frowned and said, “But I remember seeing a rock-patterned mask!”
“Impossible! Definitely a ripple mask!”
“Father, you’re mistaken! It was a rock mask!”
“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!” The father and son said in unison.
“…”
Nobita-senpai: Should I stay away from these father and son? I don’t know if face blindness is contagious.
No! This might not be simple face blindness anymore, this is damn eyesight!
The search party returned, finding nothing, not even a trace. The opponent seemed to have vanished into thin air.
And Might Duy was fine. His body even seemed to be better than before, and he doubled his daily training, which was tough on Might Guy.
As the saying goes! Guy, this child, can endure hardship from a young age!
Might Guy: x﹏x, Kakashi, I miss you. Challenging you is much more relaxing and enjoyable!
…
At the full moon, in the Village Hidden in the Leaves.
Lin Yu’s figure appeared next to Kushina. Looking at the girl sleeping in an ungraceful posture, Lin Yu gently covered her with a blanket and quietly withdrew.
Returning to his room, Lin Yu lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
He muttered to himself, “Am I making things too complicated? Wouldn’t it be easier to just go and kill all seven of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen?”
“But what if one day there’s a Seven Ninja Swordsmen Plus One, Plus Two? Can you, Lin Yu, kill them all?”
“Sigh, I suddenly find myself agreeing with Uchiha Madara’s Infinite Tsukuyomi plan. It’s a pity it’s just a trap, and not the world peace I desire.”
“Each person has their own destiny. All I can do is give them one more choice.”
Lin Yu lay on the bed, asking and answering himself, but it didn’t seem like he was answering, more like he was speaking to someone. It sounded a little eerie in the silent night.
Never mind, I won’t think about it anymore!
Sigh, am I too cautious? Possessing such strength but not daring to reveal myself.
Uchiha Madara, huh? It’s time I meet you. Obito is mine, you can’t have him!
The Eternal Organization… it’s also time to make a name for ourselves in the ninja world.
With countless thoughts, Lin Yu closed his eyes. He slept soundly, as if he no longer had to worry about dying in his sleep.
He felt at ease, his breathing gradually stabilized, and soon he drifted into dreams.
The room fell silent again. Sometime later, a rather haughty voice echoed through the room.
“Hmph! Melancholy!”