Capítulo 11: Chapter 11: Decision

As soon as Eichi left his clone to deal with the people interrogating him, he located the chakra beacon placed on his family photo in another room nearby.

Immediately, he headed to the location, noting how deserted the area was. The lax security struck him as odd, and he couldn't decide whether it was due to overconfidence or simply because the facility wasn't considered high-security.

Regardless, it didn't stop Eichi from reclaiming his tattered uniform and gear. If he truly was in a new world, he would at least cherish what remained of his old one.

Wasting no time, he sprinted to the room where he sensed Fire chakra being summoned. It was a small amount, but as an Uzumaki, even without the famous Uzumaki's eyes, he was adept at detecting even the faintest traces of chakra.

When Eichi arrived at the autopsy room, he found no one but a cremated body on a table and an unconscious staff member on the floor.

Clicking his tongue in frustration, he thought he had arrived too late. Just as he was about to approach the ashes, he felt a small amount of killing intent behind him. Instinctively, he jumped to the ceiling, ready for a confrontation.

But before he could attack the intruder, he heard him laugh.

"Hey thre, been a while, ey?" It was the Kiri-nin, the one who had been chasing him.

At that time, Eichi was already weak from the teleportation, and defending the heir hadn't helped his situation, so he thought he had a chance now that he was replenished. He lunged forward, throwing his remaining shuriken while applying the Shadow Shuriken Technique.

Relying on disrupting his opponent's attention with the hail of shuriken, he prepared a clone as the shuriken multiplied and created smoke.

His plan was simple: Eichi would go underground while his clone feigned a desperate, hate-driven attack.

But his plans changed when he saw his shurikens pass through the Kiri-nin's body, water replacing the areas where the shurikens were supposed to hit.

"Must be an Huzuki."

Suddenly, a clone made by the Kiri-nin appeared behind Eichi's clone, making him freeze in his tracks.

Eichi was tempted to activate the explosives on his clone until he heard the Kiri-nin speak.

"Now, now. I am not here to fight," the Kiri-nin said, walking closer to Eichi's clone. "Unfortunately, my mission ended, and my leader made it clear that any other confrontation that might result in a diplomatic incident is to be avoided."

As he got in front of the clone, the clone spat at his feet. "Bullshit, you psychotic bastard. Who would fucking believe you?"

The Shinobi laughed, clutching his belly as he spoke between laughs, "Ye,nah... really a funny one... I tell ya."

"Like I said, a crazy bastard."

The Kiri-nin finished laughing, caught his breath, and shook his head. "Yeah... a shame indeed. It could've been fun if I had you. Your mind is the best to break." He took a long breath, then sighed. "Unfortunately, my leader is an ass, can't let others have fun when he can't. Anyway, at first, we tried to contact our nations, but no way to communicate. We don't have summons, our pigeons are disoriented, and this place is new."

He placed a hand on the clone and continued, "So, we concluded we're not in our homeworld, as you may have deduced. This place is filled with weak people, no wars, no threats. Even then, surprisingly, it's filled with filthy kekkei genkai users."

As the Shinobi spoke, original Eichi moved closer and closer behind the Shinobi, taking great care not to cause any shifts in the ground that might be noticed.

Just as he was about to resurface to kill him, he heard him speak, "So, I have a proposition for you, a deal of some sort. But as you know, a deal must be dealt with with authenticity in mind, like you might know in the elemental nations, after all, I am a sensor."

As he said that, Eichi resurfaced abruptly, causing the ground to crack and produce a hole from which he emerged.

Slashing at the Kiri-nin's neck, he jumped back and made his clone explode, filling the area with fire and smoke as it made contact with the water clone.

But just as he thought it to be over, he felt a blade at his neck and heard a whisper, "I could kill you right here, right now. But unfortunately, I can't."

The Kiri-nin came closer to Eichi's ear, still whispering, "Do you know why? Because my mission changed, and my leader wanted to make an agreement with you."

Eichi froze, not because of the proposition but because of how weak he felt. He thought he could take the Kiri-nin once he recovered, but he had overlooked an important detail: his opponent had been more weakened than him during their previous encounter. The only thing that saved him was the Uzumaki chakra pool and his enemy's depleted chakra, not his skill or tactics—just pure luck.

The Kiri-nin, seeing his hostage silent, chuckled and noted, "You must be surprised how I got you. But it isn't important now, is it? Now that the real you is here," he suddenly vanished, reappearing in front of Eichi, weapons sheathed.

Feeling shame and disrespect by the display of carelessness by the shinobi, Eichi's anger flared. "The fuck do you want?" he asked harshly. But instead of anger like he hoped, he only received a smirk.

"Finally into business, eh? The deal is, we work together and return home."

"Yeah, shit, might as well give you my head right here right now."

The Shinobi sighed and shrugged. "That's a deal that could benefit both parties. We get to return home," he looked back at Eichi, his smile stretching from ear to ear, "and you could stay here, as I know you would wish to live peacefully, like all Uzumakis love to proclaim."

Eichi snapped, attacking recklessly. "Don't you dare say that name again with your cum-filled mouth of yours!" He swung, kicked, punched, and headbutted, but his attacks only made the enemy laugh maniacally. The Kiri-nin kicked him square in the stomach, sending him crashing into the wall.

Approaching Eichi, the Kiri-nin stopped and looked toward the door before returning his gaze to the kid. "Unfortunately, we don't have much time for fun, so I need to hear your response now. With or without you, we can manage." He grabbed a handful of Eichi's hair, making him look up into his eyes, hatred filling him.

Eichi spat on his face, laughing. "With all the monkeys in one army, you'd think that one evolve to understand we don't make deals with wet panties, fast busters, and the dried pussies."

The Shinobi wiped the spit off his face, his expression blank. "When we figure out how to return home, I will personally pay a visit," he said as the tall, skinny blond man barged in, trying to find them in the smoke. "But unfortunately, as crazy as I might be, I still have a mission to accomplish."

Standing up, he looked back and said, "Until next time."

And with that, he vanished. Eichi's senses confirmed he left the room, making his way toward the facility's exit.

That moment strengthened Eichi's resolve, anger bubbling in his heart, swearing justice for his clan.