Fleeing from Konoha-Chapter 626 - 93: Spy_4

The privilege of the elite families, huh.

Among the villagers and ninjas of Konoha, the attitude toward the Uchiha Security Team is more fear and dislike than respect.

"Yeah, but this kid is different. He's very polite, and sometimes even helps the hospital nurses take care of patients. Honestly, he's more attentive than a lot of the nurses. I really wish more ninjas from the Uchiha Clan could be as polite and refined as him."

This staff member spoke in a tone of praise.

Clearly, he liked that boy named 'Uchiha Itachi' a lot.

Asami Shinsui nodded silently; she just mentioned it casually, whether the other person was polite or not had little to do with her.

After getting a rough idea of the remaining types and quantities of medicine in the pharmacy, Asami Shinsui returned to her office.

When she opened the door, she sensed something off about the atmosphere in the room.

An unusual chakra was monitoring her.

"Come on out. Although your hiding skills are mysterious, I'm not just an ordinary perception ninja."

Asami Shinsui locked the door behind her, and when she turned, Black Zetsu silently appeared there.

"The intel should have already been passed to you. Our deal is finished,"

Asami Shinsui said.

"Our leader hopes you can provide a bit more help,"

Black Zetsu spoke up with a request.

Asami Shinsui picked up the black-framed glasses resting on her chest and put them on, snorted, clearly catching the subtext in his words.

"Sorry, I'm just an intelligence agent. Poisoning and assassinations aren't in my job description. The intel is provided to you, how you use it is your business. Don't imagine you'll get any extra help from me."

"You're not afraid we'll expose your identity?"

"Feel free to try. We'll see if you can escape from Konoha smoothly after I'm exposed."

Asami Shinsui stared at Black Zetsu with a blank expression.

There were no flaws on Black Zetsu's face. He also knew that getting Asami Shinsui to keep helping was unlikely.

"You really do have some strange principles as a spy. Is it a Medical Ninja thing? Whatever. When that day comes, remember to hide well, so you don't die by accident. Otherwise, it'll affect our cooperation going forward."

Black Zetsu tossed out those words and merged into the ground, vanishing.

Asami Shinsui didn't care about Black Zetsu's departure. She simply needed to do her job as director of the pharmacy department.

As an intelligence agent, she just passed along information. Poison and assassination weren't her work.

As the director of the pharmacy department, she needed to handle medicine production and distribution in Konoha, striving to become a model recognized by everyone in the hospital.

Doing one's job well in one's position is the best expectation for oneself.

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Hakushi had already finished all preparations, just waiting for the day of the Hidden Mist coup.

At that time, it would pull a powerful ally for the Land of Demons.

In late September, almost October, Yagura from Hidden Mist Village sent over two items.

The first item was the Lightning Blades Fangs.

One of the seven legendary Ninja Blades passed down in Hidden Mist Village, with the power to guide lightning and greatly enhance Lightning Style jutsu.

Sending this Ninja Blade now obviously meant Yagura was about to make a move. The Lightning Blades Fangs were for Ringo Ameyuri.

The other side had been hiding in the Land of Demons for several years, not missing any training, and his Lightning Style jutsu had become increasingly formidable. When the time came, he would be a powerful asset.

As for the second item, it was a scroll containing important intelligence.

After unlocking it with jutsu, Hakushi scanned the contents, and his brow quickly furrowed.

"The wielder of the Great Sword Shark Skin... Suikazan Fuguki, huh?"

Hakushi quickly closed the scroll, grabbed the Lightning Blades Fangs, and stepped out of the office, heading to Ringo Ameyuri's training spot.

It's more convenient for matters within the Seven-swords Ninja to be handled by their own people.