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When Murata just stepped on the grass as the light blinding his view for a moment, a loud voice was heard.
"HEY! YOU KID! STAY IN YOUR POSITION!
*click*
The door behind him closed, hiding the early Nasu in a safe. Murata looked at the situation with his hands unconsciously raised.
What the fuck...
His mother, father, his whole clan were currently surrounded by shinobis from the land of fire. The beautiful meadows that should be admired become a situation where the war could break.
"Murata, listen to him. Shinobi-sama, we came here exactly to join your village," His father looked at him for a moment before began explaining toward the shinobi in front of them, who crossed his arms.
The man was wearing a fox mask on his face with his body full of a set of ninja clothes as many kunai and exploding tools behind his backs. While the rest of the shinobis were looking at his mother and amazed.
"Hmm, I can't let you in with these many people. Please wait for my higher to confirm something," the man or the masked man spoke politely, completely opposite with his subordinates' attitude.
"Yes, shinobi-sama," His father replied, but his hand was seen hold and stopping his uncle Soma from advancing further.
"What are you doing, Ogawa! Did you don't see their lecherous eyes?! Let's fight!" His uncle Soma was glaring at all of the shinobis; the chakra around his body had already leaked out, making the shinobis taking their posture.
"Soma Ryuzaki! Stop your action! This your clan head command!" When he saw the masked man almost took his kunai, his father snapped at his uncle, making his uncle immediately become silent and only stare at him.
"Just calm down, aren't you who suggested joining Konoha?!"
"Ye-ah but, I-I don't know if they are this rude!"
They were surrounded from all directions in the plain not far from the wagons. Making them cornered and into a circle, guarding each other backs while watching every shinobi.
"Father...mother..." Murata was being guarded by two shinobis, saw his mother frowned upon noticing the pervert gazes from some Konoha shinobis.
Meanwhile, as the masked man heard their conversation, he also noticed the strange eyes of Ogawa.
He looked at the other people and found their eyes were the same, greenish and similar like Sharingan from Uchiha," You, are you all a clan?"
Suddenly after the leader asked, there was commotion from the directions of their village. A cloud of dust scattered with two shadows were running toward them.
*swoosh*
One of the shadows flashed and then arrived beside the masked man, revealing a person with bowl-cut hair and bold eyes brows.
"HAHAHA! I win this match, Kakashi!" the bowl-cut person spoke while giving a thumb to the mand in front of him, completely ignored the presence of his whole clan.
"Guy-san," the masked man muttered and greeted the bowl-cut man called 'Guy.'
"Ohh, you are doing a great job! As expected from Anbu," Guys with a smile patted the masked shinobi shoulder.
"Then, what the problem here?" another man appeared between them, wearing a mask that covered his mouth and his right eyes, with a Konoha emblem on the top of his head.
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