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Ningyo , they called her: the alluring siren with pink hair mistaken for coral, eyes that sparkled like jade. She is the only way for you to survive, Sasuke reminded him as they set off on the small boat into the harbor. Itachi remained silent, but Shisui knew his pacifist ways didn’t agree with the dictates of their clan.
When she appeared at night, her melodious voice singing a mournful lover’s song to the moon, Shisui watched her, this beautiful maiden whose flesh and blood would cure him, and decided to let her go.
Ningyo , after all, belonged to the sea.