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It was Hitoshi's timeto shine. For everything that the other two may have faulted him for as a ninja he'd more than make up for in this moment. His question completely ignored and he had to buckle down and get to the job. He wanted to tear into the two ninja that slaughtered this village as much as the thought angered the mentor inside. No amount of screaming in his head would've stopped him. It wasn't the Akimichi's words that halted him either. It was the knowledge that he lacked the speed to act before the Akimichi could stop him and in that delay any plan that he could bring to fruition was bound to fail. Even if he could sneak something in that would be the end of it right then and there.

The most disturbing part was how unmoved he was at this point by the death of the girl or the torture. He didn't even turn his head to look at them. Hitoshi was more than happy to let everyone pass this off as fear or terror. Their jounin sensei was more than happy to let it all slide so why not just let everyone else fill in their own gaps?

The stoicism continued from here on out. A fact that seemed to even bother his mentor within ''“Oh, come on, kid. It wasn't that bad. You just gotta learn to use all that and come back better. Y'know? I'll show you the way.” ''

The teen's rage only grew as they continued. Not only by the presence of even more bodies but the treatment of their sensei. He wasn't used to this; the orders to stay back for his own safety or his mental well-being. The carnage wasn't something he was particularly used to, of course. He just couldn't help but think that without the exposure, though, they'd be worse off for it. In his teenage angst he did post where Ken'ichi told him but he instead strained his senses to focus in the direction of the dying woman. A bad move on his part to—albeit for only a brief moment-- focus more on what she had to say than his own zone.

His sensei hadn't even made it all the way over before he was forced to action. He called out in a hushed town hoping to get his attention without alerting the world to their presence. “Sensei! Catch!”  With that he'd toss a single pill through the air for Ken'ichi to catch. It wasn't going to be a life saver here but with the ability to force her body to pump more blood it could very well have extended her life.

Once it came to the second stop with the old man he couldn't hold back any longer. As Ken'ichi and Aurora seemed to debate on what course of action to take he jumped into action. In a fluid motion and seemingly from nowhere he pulled out a handful of senbon situated between individual fingers. “It's okay. I can help here. Have you ever had acupuncture before...?”  He was looking at the old man as he spoke but his words were clearly for his team mates. Reassurance that he was going to do something else with these needles than the obvious euthanasia.

As he drew closer his mentor stepped in for some guidance. Hitoshi was of course given some training in this field but he was by no means a master at it. He hadn't exactly tried this on living bodies either. There wasn't exactly a long line of volunteers for a kid wanting to try some tricks with needles. That many people weren't after piercings. '' “Okay, so...the firs one goes right the--- yeah. That's the spot. And the next i-- no! Down down down do-- yep. And the last is--- perfect.”''  Kenta's offering real time assistance through Hitoshi's own eyes.

If he were successful then old man would've slumped forward and succumbed to the therapeutic effects of the needles. It wasn't truly an unconscious state but simply a means of tricking the body. He'd become withdrawn and the pain would be an after thought. It wasn't perfect but it'd at the very least give the three of them a chance to figure this out before acting.

The great thing about this situation was that Hitoshi wasn't letting his guard down. If the old man proved to be a threat Hitoshi already had his weapons in hand. What's more is that the rings on his arms were held in place and silent once more and ready for use.

“That will only work for a few minutes... What do we want to do?”