"Alright, alright. People want to hear about someone else's dream—why are you so nosy?" Isamu got out of bed awkwardly and slipped on his shoes.
"Hahaha, I'm just curious. What kind of dream could make you that happy?" Zhan asked with a lewd grin, clearly eager to know.
"You gossip addict… fine, I'll tell you."
"I dreamed I became the strongest person in the world, surrounded by beauties. Satisfied now?" Isamu shot him a look of disdain. He hadn't realized before just how much of a gossip Zhan was.
"…That's it?" Zhan looked unimpressed. "Your ambition is way too low. Don't you have anything more noble? Like bringing peace to the Ninja World, ending wars, or becoming Hokage?"
"Yeah, I can't compare to you, Lord Zhan. I'm just a vulgar man. Strength and beauties—that's all I care about," Isamu replied sarcastically.
"…Why does that sound like you're mocking me? I feel like you're looking down on me, but I've got no proof." Zhan scratched his head.
"Enough nonsense. Since everyone's up, pack your things. We're leaving. Don't forget the mission," Isamu said as he finished getting ready.
"We packed while you were dreaming. We've been waiting for you. Hurry up—I'll be outside," Zhan said before walking out.
---
After Zhan left, Isamu muttered to himself while packing:
"I can't believe sleeping on a wooden bed gave me such a cringe dream… Guess I'm sensitive to new beds. Damn it, I've lost all face this time. That big mouth Zhan better not go around telling everyone…"
Just as he reached the door—
"Hahaha! You guys didn't see it—Isamu looked ridiculous! I almost died laughing!"
Isamu froze.
His face darkened as he slowly pushed the door open.
---
Outside, everyone immediately straightened up the moment they saw him.
Everyone except Zhan—who still had his back turned and was laughing loudly.
"Hahaha! That guy Isamu said, 'I'm the strongest, I want to be surrounded by beauties!' I almost couldn't hold it in!"
Zhan was even imitating him.
Isamu's face turned completely black.
The others kept desperately signaling Zhan—but he didn't notice at all.
Isamu walked up behind him.
"…Is it that funny?" he asked coldly.
"Hahaha, of course! Anyone would laugh at something like—"
Zhan turned around.
His smile froze instantly.
"Is… Isamu…"
"Go on. Tell me what's so funny," Isamu said, his tone dark.
"Uh… misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! I didn't mean—"
"Uchiha Zhan! Big mouth! Take this!"
Boom!
Isamu kicked him straight into the air.
"AHHH—BANG!"
Zhan flew over fifty meters before crashing to the ground and passing out on the spot.
---
Everyone froze.
A chill ran down their spines.
Lord Zhan… got kicked fifty meters away… with one kick…
They instantly stood at attention.
Isamu activated his Three-Tomoe Sharingan and slammed his fist into the ground.
Boom!
The earth cracked, and several wooden houses collapsed instantly.
"You didn't see or hear anything. Right?" Isamu said calmly.
Everyone's mouths hung open.
"…Huh? Why am I here? Was I caught in a genjutsu?" one ninja suddenly said.
"Yeah… same here. Must've been an enemy illusion. Hurry, check the surroundings!" another immediately caught on.
"Wait, I'll come too!"
"I'll go as well!"
In seconds, everyone scattered—running off with perfect coordination.
Isamu nodded in satisfaction.
"Good. That's more like it."
Then he added casually:
"Don't forget to carry that idiot with you."
---
After the commotion, the group resumed their journey.
Zhan was carried along like luggage until evening, when he finally woke up.
Rubbing his head, he looked around in confusion.
"Where am I? What happened? Why does my head hurt so much?"
No one answered.
They all looked behind him.
---
Smack!
Isamu slapped him on the back of the head.
"Still don't remember? Need help recalling it?" he said flatly.
"You dare hit me? Who do you think—"
Zhan turned around.
Then froze.
"…Oh."
Memories came flooding back.
"Go on. Finish what you were saying," Isamu said, crossing his arms.
"…Nope. I didn't say anything," Zhan said immediately, shaking his head.
"Next time you can't keep your mouth shut, you won't be speaking at all. Understand?"
"Understood! Completely understood!" Zhan nodded rapidly, terrified.
---
"What are you all staring at? Bring me a roast chicken!" Zhan snapped at the others, trying to recover some dignity.
"Yes, yes, Lord Zhan!"
A ninja quickly handed him one.
Zhan devoured it in seconds.
Seeing this, Isamu tossed him another.
"We've already traveled about 300 kilometers. We're far from Konoha now. From tonight onward, take turns on night watch. Stay alert."
"Yes, Lord Isamu!" everyone responded.
"Three hundred kilometers already? At this rate, we'll arrive in two more days. Do we really need to be that cautious?" Zhan said while gnawing on the second chicken.
Looking at his grease-covered face, Isamu rolled his eyes.
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