Hidan: I Don’t Like Fighting and Killing. I’m Going to Work a Desk Job

Whew! Chiyo stepped out of the Kazekage Building, and all she saw was endless yellow sand. The wind and sand blew in like blades from distant dunes, slapping against her weathered face and dusting grains of sand onto the corners of her dry, cracked lips. "I should have known." Chiyo drew a breath through her nose. The air felt as though it were burning, setting her lungs alight as it traveled down her windpipe. The stifling heat was enough to make her dizzy. Yes, she should have known.