Chapter 15: A Family Reunited!  

Yoru's response was swift and brutal. 

He stomped the ground, his body blurring sideways to evade the roaring Water Dragon Bullet. Then— 

Without a heartbeat's hesitation, he lunged forward, katana flashing from its sheath in a lethal arc aimed straight for Sarutobi Hiyoshi's throat. 

Just how terrifying was Yoru when he truly unleashed his killing intent? 

Even Fugaku Uchiha had never seen it. 

But now, everyone witnessed it. 

A streak of lightning—a blade's edge splitting the air—carved toward Hiyoshi with inhuman speed. 

The Sarutobi clan leader barely registered the attack in time. Decades of combat instinct saved him; his own sword clashed against Yoru's in a shower of sparks, the metallic shriek grinding against bone. 

Yet— 

Hiyoshi was forced back, his arms trembling under the force. 

"Clan Leader!" 

Sarutobi clansmen surged forward, but Hiyoshi snarled, "Stay back!" 

His fury choked his next words as Yoru's eyes flared crimson. 

"Sharingan." 

A hypnotic hum filled the air. 

Hiyoshi's breath hitched—he jerked his gaze downward, avoiding direct eye contact. Does this bastard specialize in genjutsu?! 

But Yoru hadn't cast an illusion. 

He'd only needed that split-second distraction. 

His blade twisted, a silver viper slipping past Hiyoshi's guard— 

THUNK. 

The katana pierced clean through Hiyoshi's abdomen, blood gushing over the steel. 

"Tch. Missed the vitals." 

Yoru's frown was fleeting. Even a rusty old fox like Hiyoshi wasn't easy prey. 

"Y-You… monster!" 

Hiyoshi staggered back, hands clamping over the wound as his life leaked between his fingers. Yet his blood-slicked hands still formed seals. 

"Earth Release: Earth Dragon Bullet!" 

The ground erupted beneath him, a serpent of rock and dirt surging upward, its maw spitting stone projectiles like cannonfire. 

Fugaku's eyes widened. "He even mastered Earth Release?!" 

But to Yoru's three-tomoe Sharingan, the attack might as well have been in slow motion. 

He danced through the barrage, closing the distance again— 

Hiyoshi slammed his palms onto the earth. 

"Earth Release: Earth-Style Wall!" 

A barrier of stone erupted between them. 

Yoru's lips curled. 

"Lightning Release…" 

"False Darkness." 

CRACK-BOOM! 

The air screamed as a spear of pure lightning tore through the wall like paper, its jagged fury impaling Hiyoshi's chest. 

"G-GAH—!" 

The Sarutobi leader convulsed, flesh blackening under the voltage, the stench of charred meat thick in the air. 

"CLAN LEADER!" 

Sarutobi clansmen ignored orders, hurling jutsu to intercept: 

"Fire Release: Blazing Severing Wave!" 

"Wind Release: Wind Cutter!" 

A whirlwind of flames and slicing gales barreled toward Yoru. 

He charged through it. 

Blood sprayed from his shoulders, arms, ribs—shredded by wind, scorched by fire—but his blade never wavered. 

"STOP HIM!" 

Too late. 

Yoru cleared the inferno, katana raised— 

"Yoru, HALT!" 

Two voices roared at once. 

One: Uchiha Shisui, the clan's strongest, his Mangekyō Sharingan whirling. 

The other: Sarutobi Shinzō, the Hokage's eldest son, ANBU Commander. 

Either one could flatten armies. 

Neither could stop the blade already in motion. 

Yoru's sword flickered. 

A clean cut. 

Hiyoshi's head tumbled onto the riverbank, his body crumpling like a puppet with its strings cut. 

Silence. 

Fugaku. The Uchiha. The Sarutobi. Even Shisui and Shinzō—all froze in disbelief. 

Ding. 

[You have slain Sarutobi Hiyoshi.] 

[Father and son, reunited at last.] 

[A family should never be parted. Good deed. +100 Virtue Points.]