Naruto started to become stronger by becoming a disciple of Tsunade

"You know!! Are they so important?" At this point, Okamoto Dousuke became a little impatient.

It would be great if I could perform illusion.

There's no need for any nonsense. Once they come over, just use an illusion to make them confess everything and that's it.

For some unknown reason, Okamoto Dousuke once learned illusion, but after a long period of practice, he was forced to give up this choice.

Logically speaking, with Okamoto Dousuke's mental strength and chakra control ability, learning illusion should not be difficult, if not a matter of minutes.

But the fact is that he has no talent for the use of illusion.

No matter how much you practice, you cannot make people fall into the illusion.

Tsunade once taught Okamoto Dousuke illusion techniques, but finally gave up helplessly.

Tsunade once concluded that every type of ninjutsu has people who are naturally close to it, and Okamoto Dousuke is like a person abandoned by the illusion.

A blue light flashed under Okamoto Dousuke's feet.

boom!

With a dull thud, Okamoto Dousuke grabbed the woman's neck and pressed her hard against the wall.

The simple house shook.

Everything happened in an instant.

Kaito stood by and looked at Okamoto Dousuke with his mouth wide open in surprise.

His young mind couldn't wrap its head around that. What was going on?

The older brother who was so kind and amiable just now suddenly pressed his mother roughly against the wall.

Kaito rushed towards Okamoto Dousuke.

He shouted loudly: "Let go of my mother!!"

However, before he could touch Okamoto Dousuke, a water ball wrapped him up.

Suspended in the air, only the seaman's head was exposed above the water ball.

The tension made the little guy, who had never seen ninjutsu before, dance with his limbs bared.

"Cough cough!! Kaito!!" The woman who was pressed against the wall by Okamoto Dousuke first coughed twice.

Then he saw the seaman trapped in the water ball.

"Who are you?" Okamoto Dousuke stared at the woman in front of him.

The heavyset woman shook her head.

Okamoto Dousuke gradually began to exert force with the hand that was pinching her neck.

"Ah!!" The woman used both hands to pry Okamoto Dousuke's hands apart.

Even if Okamoto Dousuke is not a power-type player, it is wishful thinking for an ordinary person to break free from the constraints of a ninja.

Gradually, the stout woman's face turned purple.

The seaman standing by, cried loudly at the sight of his mother, and paddled hard with his limbs, but his efforts were in vain as he had no leverage anywhere in the water ball.

"Huh?" Okamoto Dousuke suddenly discovered the strong woman who was about to be strangled to death by him.

The face was swollen due to lack of blood circulation.

A "Y"-shaped scar on the cheek suddenly started bleeding.

The two forks on this "Y"-shaped scar are thicker on the right side than on the left side.

"What is this?" Okamoto Dousuke let go of his hand.

The fair hand gently rubbed the wound.

The woman who was released collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

"This is the most recent wound!" said Okamoto Dousuke affirmatively.

As an experienced medical ninja, he could tell at a glance that the scar on the woman's face was definitely no more than 24 hours old and was artificially created.

"Who are they?! Did they cause the wound on your face?" Okamoto Dousuke asked again.

The sturdy woman just smiled and said nothing.

Instead, Kaito, who was trapped by Okamoto Dousuke, spoke in a crying voice: "Mom, you are hurt! Was it the person who came to our house yesterday who did it?!"

"Oh, you know? If you tell it, I will let your mother go and also want you!!" Okamoto Dousuke said with a smile.

However, in Kaito's eyes, Okamoto Dousuke's smile at this moment was even more terrifying than a demon.

“Hairen, don’t say that... um...!!” Seeing Hairen opening his mouth to speak, the sturdy woman sitting on the ground spoke to stop him.

Before the woman could finish her words, a ball of water slid into her mouth. The ball of water filled with chakra directly supported the woman's mouth.

She was cut off from speaking before she could finish her words, and the water turned into a circle of thin ropes, binding the woman's limbs.

She could only whimper anxiously.

"Who are they? What do they look like?" Okamoto Dousuke continued to ask gently.

"Woooo..."

"They are not from this town. They are wearing black hoods and masks with ghost faces..." Hairen described it intermittently with a crying voice.

Before Kaito could finish his words, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

"Ahhhhhh!!" She kept sobbing.

Then his head drooped down, and there was no more sound.

"This is..." Okamoto Dousuke looked at Kaito with confusion, because Kaito was still wrapped in the water ball.

So Okamoto Dousuke clearly felt that the child in front of him had no vital signs.

He turned to look at the sturdy woman who was bound.

At this moment, the woman looked at the body of the seaman with tears streaming down her face, and she no longer struggled as she did at the beginning.

Okamoto Dousuke waved his hand, and the water ring that bound the woman and the water ball in her mouth turned into ordinary water and flowed to the ground.

After being released, the woman did not struggle or run away. Instead, she stepped forward and took the sea man out of the water ball.

Holding Kaito's still stiff body, the woman looked up at Okamoto Dousuke, as if resigned to her fate: "If you have anything you want to know, just ask!!"

"Who are you?" asked Okamoto Dousuke.

"I can't say, I can't even describe it" the woman shook her head.

"Then how can you be sure that I will take that path?" Okamoto Dousuke asked again.

The woman didn't say anything, but pointed to the scar on her cheek.

Lifting up Kaito's arm, a similar scar appeared on Kaito's thin arm.

"Which country are you from?!" Okamoto Dousuke asked again.

Pointed gently to the ground.

"Mu...!!" The woman was silent for a while, then suddenly raised her head and shouted at Okamoto Dousuke.

Before he could finish, his head drooped heavily.