Naruto: Bloodline Limit

There was a bit of admiration in Kakashi's tone. Meanwhile, Naruto and Sasuke were already in a daze. Especially Sasuke, who looked as if he had eaten a lot of poop. His face was hideous. He had also seen Chidori, and he was looking at it with his Sharingan.

But he knew that, let alone watching it once, even if he watched Chidori every day, he wouldn't be able to learn it if Kakashi didn't teach him. Could it be that his so-called genius is really just mediocre, like his father always said? Was he really untalented compared to Itachi? Was he just an ordinary ninja?

"Are you ready, Haku?" Ryoha looked at one of the mirrors with his Sharingan. That mirror was the place where Haku was hiding, which made Haku shocked. It turned out that Ryoha had discovered her long ago. She must avoid this ninjutsu. Otherwise, she would die.

"Ha!" Haku shouted. She immediately rushed out of the Ice Mirror and fired a thousand ice needles at Ryoha. Even if Ryoha saw her, he wouldn't have had the chance to stop her.

"It's useless, Haku. I have already seen through all your movements." Ryoha roared and stomped on the ground with his right foot. The sound of a sonic boom rang out again. Ryoha left a hole in the hard floor of the bridge.

Ryoha disappeared from where he was and dodged the needles. With a dazzling Chidori, he arrived behind Haku like a flash of lightning. Before she could enter the mirror, he hit her in the stomach.

He threw her around and chased after her. Before Haku fell to the ground, he grabbed her neck and lifted her up. The Chidori in his hand stabbed towards her head.

"Haku!" Zabuza didn't know whether he was worried that he would lose such a good tool or he was worried about Haku's safety. He wanted to go over, but Kakashi stopped him.

"Did he win?" Sakura stared at Ryoha with burning eyes. However, the Chidori in Ryoha's hand stopped a meter away from Haku. The fierce lightning slowly disappeared, and the chirps also disappeared.

"Why are you wearing a mask? You are so beautiful and not ugly. Why don't you take them off and meet people?" After the Chidori in Ryoha's right hand disappeared, he removed Haku's mask, revealing her face.

"It can't be. It's a woman. Her face is too beautiful. How did Ryoha know that it was a woman? Could it be..?" Sakura shook her head forcefully when she thought of this. She didn't believe it and was not willing to accept it.

"Kill me. I'm already useless. I'm just a useless tool." There was not a trace of fear on Haku's beautiful and refined face. She was even incomparably calm.

"I said that you are not a tool, and I even let you go twice. You owe me two lives, and you can't die before you give them back to me." Ryoha slowly put down Haku.

"Zabuza, let's talk business. Now we should have the upper hand. If Kakashi-sensei and I work together to deal with you, you should be dead. You should have helped Gato, but you are not stupid enough to sacrifice your life for such a small amount of money."

"The first time we met, I let you go when you were unconscious, which is equivalent to sparing your life. Now I let Haku go, so now you two owe me two lives. I can let you go as long as you stop working for Gato. Of course, the premise is that Haku will no longer be your tool from today on, then we will write it off."

This was Ryoha's condition. He knew that it would be more difficult for Haku to follow him if he didn't kill him. Therefore, he gave him another chance. If he didn't cherish it, then he could only blame himself.

"Chidori." A surge of lightning appeared in Ryoha's hand again. The pleasant bird cries rang again. Ryoha was like a god of thunder and lightning at this time. He was majestic, and he looked proud and cold under the Chidori.

"Haha, okay, I promise you. It's worth paying my life back with a tool."

Zabuza turned around and laughed. However, Ryoha noticed that the corners of Zabuza's eyes were a little moist. Obviously, he really regarded Haku as a friend. After all, if he could treat such a pure girl who was loyal to him coldly, then Ryoha would not let him go.

"Kakashi-sensei, is there any problem?" Ryoha looked at Kakashi and said.

"We have no bad blood with Zabuza. It is just a conflict of interest during a mission. Since he has given up, there is no need to make things difficult for him." Kakashi had thought about it and felt that there was no problem if it did not clash with the interests of Konoha.

"Haku, from today on, you are no longer my tool. Since he said that you are not a tool but a person, then you owe him a life. I think he will treat you well, much better than following me."

Then from today on, you are his. When I adopted you, everything you have done over the years is enough to repay everything. In addition, it is worth it to exchange for my life."

Ryoha felt ashamed in his heart. "What are you saying? How can there be such a big ambiguity? My, my, isn't that just mean that Haku is my wife?"

Zabuza moved and disappeared. As a demon, he did not need to have any feelings. Of course, this was not the case. In fact, people have seven emotions and six desires. How could they really have no feelings?

"No more Zabuza then." Haku was really a person who could be easily satisfied. Just because someone said that he needed her as a tool, she was able to sacrifice so much without regrets.

"Remember, you are no longer my tool but Ryoha's. If you become my enemy in the future, you can't show any mercy." The last sentence came from a distance. It seemed to be ruthless, but in fact, it was also because he hoped that Haku would be fine. He didn't want anyone to go against him. Haku had hurt herself because she had been lenient.

Haku looked at the place where she wasn't going to leave. After a long time, she walked in front of Ryoha and bowed to him. She said in a respectful tone:

"Thank you for letting Lord Zabuza go. This is the last time I'm going to call him Lord Zabuza. From today onwards, I'll be yours."

"It can't be true, right? Could it be that the two of them really have a secret relationship?" Sakura only felt a chill in her heart. Looking at the two of them looking at each other, she felt that her guess was correct.