Chapter Seventeen

Arriving at the location of my clone, I saw the Daimyo unconscious next to him. With a single hand-seal, I created a rock dome before instructing the clone to dispel. Finally arranging the memories from the already dispelled clones, other than the clone that was dispelled by the Kumo shinobi, their mission went off without a hitch.

"With this, I'm done with the mission Tobirama assigned me," I said with a relieved sigh.

With a little water release jutsu, I woke up the unconscious Daimyo.

"Where...Where am I?" The Daimyo asked after collecting himself.

"You!!!" The Daimyo said the moment he laid eyes on me. He tried to leap up at me but earth cuffs rose from the ground forcing him back down.

"How dare you do this to me, Do you know who I am?" He growled.

"Do you think I'd go through the trouble of crippling your country and then kidnapping you if I didn't?" I asked, still maintaining my impassive tone.

"I just have a few questions for you, and if you answer me truthfully I won't torture you for the information you'd eventually spill," I added.

Creating a chair with earth release, I slowly sat on it while he watch with trepidation. After I was done sitting, the earth cuffs holding him down rose up, forcing the Daimyo to his feet, and then it dropped back down, ensuring the Daimyo would be kneeling while I interrogate him. This was to solidify the power dynamic between us. While there was no point in doing this since his life was literally in my hands, I hated the man for what might have happened to my mother so I was feeling extra petty.

"What do you want?" the Daimyo snarled.

"If I were you I'd watch my tone," I replied, leaning slightly towards him. I then rubbed my gloved fingers on his chin before slapping his face with a chakra-enhanced palm and sending the majority of his tooth flying. "As I said, watch your tone," I added, my voice turning cold.

The Daimyo let out a scream as I struck his face, he then tried to speak but could only let out an incoherent babble.

"Did you say something?!" I sarcastically said.

"I want you to see the face of the face of the person that's gonna be torturing you," I said as I slowly and dramatically took off my mask.

"To...ch..ure..." he tried to say, with fear creeping onto his face.

"Don't worry, I'm going to heal you now. You can talk after that."

With a green glow on my palm, I applied medical ninjutsu on his face, healing his partially damaged chin.

"Torture?!!!!!! You said you'd only ask questions," He screamed out the moment I was done healing him.

"Oh, did I say that?! I must have forgotten."

"I swear, don't hurt me. I'd tell you whatever you want to know," He added.

"Ok, let's get to it then," I said with a sweet smile.

Taking out the picture I took from his study, I showed it to him before asking. "Who's this woman? and what's your relationship with her?"

The Daimyo frowned before replying, "She was my wife."

"I warned you," I exclaimed.

With a flick of my wrist, the Daimyo's left hand dropped separated from his shoulders.

"Argh!!!!" He screamed in pain as his blood was gushing out of the open wound. "I swear wasn't lying!!!" he added.

"I'm going to die...." he repeatedly mumbled.

"With the severity of your injury, you'd die in less than 2 minutes. So if you tell me the truth, I'd stop the bleeding."

"I swear she was my wife, I wasn't lying. Can you stop the bleeding now," The Daimyo exclaimed, desperately pleading for his life.

'Should I just knock him out and take him back to Konoha?' I thought. 'No, I want to hear it directly from him.'

With a frown, I healed his shoulder before speaking. "Sadly your injury is severe, so you'd be living with just one hand from now on." " Do you have any questions?!" I added with a smile, daring him to complain.

"No, I don't," The Daimyo meekly replied.

"Now, why don't you tell me about the relationship you had with the woman in the picture."

"I swear she was my wife.," He exclaimed. "We had an arranged marriage at a very young age, but she ran away after we had our first child," he added.

"Where is she now?" I asked

"She's de....ad," He mumbled.

"How so?" I asked, balling my palm into a fist to keep myself from just killing the man.

"Five years ago, the village she was staying in was raided by bandits. When I found out..."

"You mean when she was brought to you?!" I interrupted him.

"When she was brought me, she said she'd rather die than live with me again..." The daimyo shivered in fear as I unintentionally released a burst of chakra.

"How did she die?" I asked, with a tone sending a cold chill down his spine.

"Sh...she..kil..killed herself," He choked out.

"You!!" I roared as I appeared in front of him. Raising my hand up, I summoned a tanto to my hand and brought it down on the remaining hand of the Daimyo.

"My mother is dead!!!" I screamed out as I repeatedly stabbed the Daimyo.

"I sw..ear it's n..ot m..y.. fa..ult," He choked out.

I was so consumed with rage but I forced myself to stop, "You won't die so easily," I said, healing him enough to stop him from dying immediately.

'I'd enjoy torturing you,' I mumbled with a malicious smile, as a serene calmness settled on my mind.

I spent the next few hours getting all the information I needed from the Daimyo, and he said everything I wanted to know. I've been able to confirm the man is my birth father, and my mother was already dead.

When I was done getting what I wanted from him, I gave the Daimyo a malicious smile.

"Are you going to let me go?" the Daimyo breathed out.

"Hihihihi"

"You killed my mother, and you think I'd let you leave," I said. "I'm just getting started, Father."

With a wicked smile, I summoned interrogation tools from my personal dimension. "Which one do you want me to use on you first," I asked.

Creating an earth platform, I placed the screaming Daimyo on his stomach, with his only remaining arm outstretched. With a slight stir of my chakra, I created cuffs to keep hold his limbs down. "I'd keep you alive until I'm done," I whispered with a creepy smile marring my face.

I stabbed the Daimyo at his tailbone and up towards his ribcage with a kunai. I then meticulously separated each rib from his backbone, leaving his internal organs on full display. With his ribs cut away and spread out like paint fingers, I pulled out his lungs to make it appear he has a pair of wings spread out on his back.

When I was done, I sat back down on the chair I'd created earlier and watched the gruesome scene my hands had created. The still alive daimyo screaming in pain but his screams blending into the background.

Letting out a maniacal laugh, I got up to finish what I'd started.

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Bingo Book Entry

Country: Land of Fire

Affiliation: Konoha

Rank: Anbu

Designation: Kitsune

Age: 16 - ?

Height: 6ft

Hair: Brown

Chakra Affinity: Lightning

Other: High-speed Teleportation, Gunbai, Black Rods

Criminal Rank: A

Wanted: Dead or Alive by Kumogakure

Bounty: 50,000,000 Ryo