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Fuzzy Logic, Chapter 7"You… you are an Uchiha!" Someone shouted. She twitched and glared, but didn't open her eyes. It was disconcerting being able to see through her eyelids, but it seemed to mitigate the effects of the Mangekyou Sharingan
"What are you people, deaf? I've been saying so for years." Damn humans. She should hypnotize the lot and slit their throats. She should do that right now, in fact! Minato's hands were warm on her own, however, and she didn't want them to be cold with death.
She felt the power slide out of her eyes and she opened them with a sigh.
"If you had shown your Sharingan, that would have been definitive proof." Minato said gently.
"But…" The kitsune trailed off from her reflexive protest, before the corner of her mouth quirked up. "So it would, wouldn't it." She decided not to mention that she both hadn't thought about that before, much less that she hadn't known that she had it at all.
The fallen ANBU groaned and stood up. The eyes of the room focused on him.
"Badger-san, what did she subject you to?" One of the council members asked.
The ninja shuddered. "A room with a moose."
"A room with a moose?" The council member was confused. "That doesn't seem so bad."
"Then you ask her to trap you in a room with a moose for weeks." The ANBU said, glaring.
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