i am kimimaro

In the woods outside the Land of Waves:

Kimimaro's hands glowed with a light blue chakra as he healed Haku's wounds. 

Haku's burns and sword wounds were severe. Without timely treatment, they could easily leave permanent damage. 

However, these injuries were minor to Kimimaro.

Zabuza watched from the side, his left hand touching the stump of his right arm, his expression gloomy.

He, who had once shaken the ninja world as one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist, had lost his right arm. The blow was undeniable.

However, his primary concern now was Haku's condition.

Fifteen minutes later, Kimimaro finished the treatment.

The wounds on Haku's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How is he?" Zabuza asked nervously.

"Don't worry, he's fine. He just needs a few days of rest to fully recover."

"That's great!" Zabuza's heart leaped with joy.

Haku also opened his eyes in a daze.

"Lord Zabuza..."

"Haku, you're awake? How are you feeling?"

"I feel okay... I'm not dead?" Haku gradually regained consciousness, realizing he was still alive.

"He saved you." Zabuza pointed to Kimimaro.

"Kimimaro?" Haku didn't expect that the person who wanted to kill them would end up saving them.

"This was just a trade, so there's no need to thank me." Kimimaro said, shouldering the Executioner's Blade.

"What are you doing? That's Lord Zabuza's sword!" Haku was a little agitated.

"Sorry, it's mine now. As payment for healing you, Zabuza has given this sword to me."

"What?" Haku looked at Zabuza in shock.

"Haku, the Executioner's Blade is useless to me now. Besides, even if I didn't give it to him, he could take it by force." Zabuza said, covering the stump of his right arm, the loss in his eyes evident.

"Lord Zabuza, your right arm..." Haku then noticed that Zabuza had lost his right arm.

"Don't be sad for me. As long as you're still by my side, what difference does it make whether I have a right arm or not?" Zabuza even showed a rare smile.

"Lord Zabuza..." Haku was deeply moved.

Kimimaro, however, was completely speechless.

Were these two performing a scene from a tragic romance?

"Ahem... I can make another deal with you." Kimimaro coughed, interrupting this awkward scene.

"What other deal do you want to make?" Zabuza asked warily.

"I want you to join the Hidden Sound Village and never betray it for the rest of your lives."

"Join the Hidden Sound Village? What do we get in return?"

Kimimaro pointed to the severed arm.

"I can reattach your right arm, and I guarantee it will be exactly the same as before."

This condition... Zabuza's heart stirred.

If he had any other choice, he wouldn't want to be a one-armed man.

Zabuza wasn't like the future Sasuke; losing his right arm meant losing most of his strength.

In this situation, facing the pursuit of the Mist's Anbu Black Ops, he and Haku wouldn't survive for long.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

"One hundred percent sure."

"Deal!"

"Straightforward."

"When will you reattach it?"

"Right now."

Kimimaro picked up the arm and walked to Zabuza's side.

"Suppress the chakra in your body. There can't be even a trace of leakage, or the arm won't reattach properly."

Zabuza quickly complied.

The treatment began.

"Chakra Thread Sewing!"

Indiscernible chakra threads appeared on Kimimaro's right hand.

Two chakra threads shot out, binding Zabuza's remaining arm, pulling it up forcefully, exposing the wound.

He held the severed arm in his left hand, aligning it with the wound.

Blue chakra needles condensed in his right palm.

Kimimaro focused, then both his hands moved simultaneously!

His hands moved as if playing a beautiful melody, swift and full of artistry.

Between the ups and downs, threading the needle, it was all done in one go.

Countless chakra threads appeared on both wounds, connecting them.

Kimimaro grabbed one chakra thread with each hand, and a third thread was held between his teeth.

He pulled all three at the same time!

A flash of white light, and the severed arm perfectly rejoined the wound!

Muscles, blood vessels, nerves, bones, and everything else once again became a whole.

"It's done, try it out."

Upon hearing this, Zabuza immediately activated his right hand.

A miraculous scene unfolded!

The newly reattached arm actually moved.

And there was no sense of stiffness at all.

Zabuza threw a punch, hitting a nearby tree, and the tree burst open.

The power was the same as before!

"That's great! Lord Zabuza!" Haku was overjoyed.

"What amazing medical ninjutsu." After the surprise, Zabuza was amazed.

He had never heard of such medical ninjutsu.

Perhaps even Tsunade wouldn't know it?

Where did this young man from the Kaguya clan learn all this?

The Hidden Sound Village?

What kind of place was that?

To be able to train such a genius?

It seemed like a good idea to go to that place and see.

Maybe by joining the Hidden Sound Village, he and Haku wouldn't have to live in such constant fear.

Moreover, he also wanted to know who was controlling the Hidden Sound Village.

"Let's go, back to the village." Kimimaro said.

"Okay." Zabuza was very obedient, seemingly having no intention of turning against them.

Kimimaro was very satisfied with this.

If Zabuza really did turn against them, he wasn't afraid.

During the previous treatment, he didn't just reattach Zabuza's arm.

Having followed Orochimaru for so long, if he hadn't learned any means of controlling people, he would have been wasting his time.

The three of them set off once again.

Hidden Sound Village.

After two years away, Kimimaro actually missed this place a bit.

When he left two years ago, seeking a cure for his illness, his heart was filled with uncertainty.

Now he was back, and although his illness wasn't cured, he had found a way to treat it.

The two moods were naturally completely different.

"This is the Hidden Sound Village? It's a bit different from what I imagined." Zabuza was quite shocked as he looked at the village in front of him.

This small village, established only a few years ago, was not much inferior to the Hidden Mist Village.

Haku looked at this place with a bit of longing in his eyes.

After wandering for several years, how could he not want a stable home?

If he could really join a powerful village, it would be an excellent choice for him.

Of course, all of this depended on Zabuza's willingness.

No matter what place it was, it couldn't replace the sense of belonging Zabuza gave Haku.

Otogi, who hadn't been seen for a long time, seemed to have received the news of Kimimaro's return early on and was already waiting for him here.

"Otogi-senpai, long time no see."

"Good boy, you've grown taller."

Otogi looked at Zabuza and Haku, frowning slightly.

"Who are these two?"

"They also want to join the Hidden Sound Village, so I brought them back. This is the Demon of the Hidden Mist, Momochi Zabuza, and this is the orphan of the Yuki clan, Haku."

"Demon? Yuki clan? You're quite good at finding people, kid."

"It's all for the village."

"Lord Orochimaru will be happy to know you have this dedication. I'll take care of arranging things for them. Lord Orochimaru is already waiting for you in the laboratory, you go first."

"Okay. Thank you, Otogi-senpai."

"Don't be so polite with me."

Kimimaro left, leaving the matter to Otogi.

When Zabuza heard Orochimaru's name, a lightning bolt flashed through his mind.

"Orochimaru? The leader of the Hidden Sound Village is actually one of the Legendary Sannin, Orochimaru?"

(End of Chapter)