[center][b]Itsuo Takata[/b][/center]
As the mud dirtied his cloth, Itsuo didn't flinch. He kept the same pose, following their movements closely from the tips of his fingers touching the ground. Once the figures standing out weren't near enough to worry about any movement, he got up and started to follow them, keeping his distance. Seeing how they split into two, he stopped in his tracks, thinking of what to do. After the moment passed, he went to follow the ones walking towards the food plantation, deciding to take a higher route. He walked into an alley right after the roads split, rushing up a building's wall and continuing to follow the pair towards the plantation. He thought of making a clone but it wasn't worth splitting his chakra in two. In the end, he didn't have to be too near either to track their movements. Somewhere in the middle of both would be the best. Somewhere from where he could still track everything going on in each area.

He had thought about letting them go and continuing his search but their rashness and relaxed natures stood out among the tense village too much. Only the murderer doesn't fear the knife in the room.