Chapter 32 - Samurai Snake Pit
As with All Things although there is Nowhere to go, that doesn't mean I can just Wander without my Craft in "Mind".
Black/White Zetsu will force me to Join Akatski Behind.
And While I don't Mind Battling in Kind
I'm not yet S Rank, so I've Fallen Behind.
To be fair, I don't Know what I am.
But I've got intermediate sword skills I've gained.
So I shave my head, and change my clothes.
So that Uchiha Miho is no longer Exposed.
I've Set a Disguise as Miyamoto in size
A Girl Monk who's got too much Heart and Pride
A name called Ares and a tribute of "mine"
A God of Samurai who bursts in, in time
There is No Reservedness in my aside
For I "claim" the throne to the Iron Country-side
And whomever leads all the samurai
Let them know I'm Hunting tonight
To be the best swordsman as a "woman" aside
To be Queen of the Samurai
So Kneel and Feel the Gods Eye's Unpeeled
As they look after me and what I wield
As I sheathe my katana and stare at what the mirror yields.
A bald little girl who's run away from it All.
There's no way to counter Akatski right now, and pairs come down in field.
So I let the remaining strands Fall.
The Land of Iron has series of applicants and kids with ambition.
They mostly come from fathers who have the same role, wanting honor for themselves.
With my identity forged well from Kohona's ANBU sources, I was able to finally make use of the subterfuge I've been trained in.
All across the nation of Iron, people from countless dojos have come for the Annual samurai tournament.
As I stand in line to register, I can't help but grin like a shark for I plan on limiting my skills to just Kenjutsu here with regular Speed but a Naruto-like personality with tricks up my sleeves.
The Samurai Snake Pit doesn't scare me so here goes nothing at All.