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The Final Test (II) [Chapter 13]
🕑 Added 2023-10-01 17:13:08 +0000 UTCFrom the other side of the arena, Suji entered with a group of dangerous-looking people bound in chains and Suji wasn’t alone, he was being accompanied by a few more instructions. I felt my stomach sink even deeper… I decided to see if it was only me who was feeling so grim, but thankfully, I wasn’t the only one. Some were a few kids who were yet to realize what was about to happen, but most of us did.
“This is going to be the first part of your final test. These are bandits and they have promised that they will be freed if they manage to kill their opponents, so you better kill them before they kill you, and you are forbidden from using Ninjutsu against them. After all, it is only fair that they have a fair chance to beat you” M said while grinning cruelly and I heard a lot of gulp in fear.
I wanted to gulp in nervousness too, but somehow I held myself back… I knew this was going to happen eventually, after all, Kumo didn’t have the habit of coddling their genins. I simply took a deep breath and decided to get over it… I wasn’t delusional enough to think I could survive in this world without killing anyone. After all, I didn’t even have plot armor to begin with.
In other words, I was fucked from nine ways to Sunday if I ever spared my enemies…
“Now, let’s start…” M trailed off before he opened a file and called out a name. I was worried that he might call my name since I was still the best student even though I was never admitted to the special courses, but for whatever reason, he called out the worst student in our batch.
I frowned at first when the shaking kid stepped out of the crowd… I could understand why Ninjutsu wasn’t allowed, after all, Ninjutsu made it a lot easier, but using a kunai or a dagger to kill a person was quite a different ordeal. After all, you would need to get close and personal to use a kunai or a dagger. The kid pulled out a kunai from his hip pouch with trembling hands as he continued to walk forward.
When a scary-looking man stepped out of the other crowd at Suji’s signal, everything finally clicked into place… The man looked extremely scary and the way he was handling the kunai Suji handed him, I was certain, this wasn’t the first time he was playing around with the kunai, and maybe this wasn’t the first time he was being involved in the final test.
“Hehe… Oh, lookie… What do we have here, a little Shinobi…” The man cackled with a sick grin on his face before he licked the kunai, making the kid shudder.
I glanced toward M and the other instructors, they were looking completely indifferent. They wanted the man to kill the kid to send a message and scare us at the same time… At least, that was my understanding as I was almost certain that the kid won’t be able to kill the man. I started to feel a bit sick, but I quickly managed to get a handle on myself.
The man lunged at the kid and the kid immediately covered his face in fear, but the lunge was a fake and as soon as the kid raised his hands to cover his face, the man lunged, knocking the kid to the ground. One of his hands was already pinning the kunai in the kid's hands to the ground while he placed his own kunai at the kid’s throat…
“Please…” The kid tried to beg, but the man quickly shushed him up.
“Shh, little shinobi! Don’t take this personally…” The man said before slitting the kid’s throat. I could feel the kid’s fear from here and once again, I started to feel sick. The kid started to choke and struggle, but life soon left his eyes and the man slowly stood up with a grin on his face and wiped the kunai on the rags he was wearing. “I can leave, right?” The man asked M.
“Yes, you already know the way out” M answered in a completely indifferent tone and now I was sure that this wasn’t the first time the man was brought here… The man simply nodded his head before he started to leave while chuckling. He didn’t even bother to return the kunai to the guards. Then without wasting any time, M called out the next candidate and this time, it was the second-worst kid in our batch.
I realized that M was simply trying to get rid of the riff-raffs… I hated calling them that, but they were just that, riff-raffs. They would have eventually died in the field…
My face turned grimmer when once again the bandit managed to earn his freedom. I have read so many Naruto fics in my past life that painted this world in sunshine and rainbows, but this world was anything but… I already knew that this was a grim dark death world, but watching it first-hand felt kind of different. The instructors didn’t even seem to budge in the slightest when a 10 year old was being killed.
I think it was pretty normal in this world…
By the time my name was called, I was pretty jaded… I simply wanted to kill my opponent and get this over with. When we started, there were 45 of us, but now, there are only 33 of us… Then again, this was the first part of the final test, I wondered what was going to be the second part. What horror M was planning to cook up for us next?
“I like your eyes, boy” My opponent said while shifting the kunai in between his hands. I decided to wait and when he tossed the kunai from one of his hands, I threw my kunai toward his face and he immediately panicked. He raised his hands in the air, forgetting about his own kunai and rushed toward him. While I was planning to catch his kunai, I still pulled out another kunai from my hip pouch just in case.
The kunai I threw at him got buried in his right arm and the man reeled back in pain as he screamed out, holding on to his arm… I finally caught his kunai which was about to fall on the ground and pounced on the man… The man was in no condition to defend himself against me, so I easily managed to lodge one of the kunais in his gut and the other in his throat.
I yanked out both the kunais so that he could finally start to bleed… The man stared at me in disbelief, anger, regret, and with a look that said he couldn’t accept the outcome… While a part of me wanted me to look away from him, I forced myself to keep staring at him. I was the one who killed him, I wanted to own up to my actions. I could feel my stomach rolling, but I was determined not to puke.
I didn’t want to look weak… I couldn’t look weak and I refused to be weak…
