What If 9: Sasuke vs Itachi
Specifically naming someone to take a mission…
And throwing down such a large stack of silver bills at once.
What kind of game is this?
“That’s not how it works,” the exchange office ninja said, shaking his head with a cold expression. His words were firm, but his hands betrayed him as they reached for the pile of silver notes. “Once a mission is posted, it’s up to chance who accepts it. Anyone capable of completing it can take it…”
He was indifferent.
But Sasuke’s blade was even colder.
Before the words fully left the man’s mouth, a flash of steel followed, and a spray of blood painted the room.
“Now can it be done?” Sasuke asked softly, his tone devoid of emotion, as if he’d just done something utterly mundane.
The ninja gasped, his breathing ragged and labored.