"Wh-where is this?! Damn brat...get out here!"
Hanzo staggered from the salamander's belly, his eyes narrowing as he took in the strange dimension around him.
Crimson seas stretched endlessly, the air heavy with dread. Instinct screamed at him, this place spelled doom.
A vortex rippled in front of him. Out stepped Hidan, still clutching Konan's hand.
The boy leaned against her shoulder with shameless ease, making Konan's pale cheeks glow pink.
"Oh, this?" Hidan grinned, not even looking at Hanzo. "Welcome to your final cemetery. Not bad, right?"
Hanzo's jaw tightened. Rage flared as he saw the boy playing with Konan's hand. To be treated so casually, by a child no less, was humiliation itself.
"If it weren't for the value of your body, I wouldn't have dragged you here," Hidan mocked, letting Konan's hand fall as he walked forward.
"I'd have killed you outright. But corpses of the strong… I've got plans for them."
Hanzo's grip closed around his scythe. "Then die, brat!"
The chain-scythe whistled through the air, blade aimed straight for Hidan's throat
Clang—swish!
It passed clean through.
Konan gasped. "Get out of the way!"
But Hidan didn't even flinch. The weapon simply phased through him as though he were air.
Hanzo froze, disbelief flashing in his eyes. "W-what…?! There was no resistance...no flesh at all…"
He staggered back just as Hidan's Bloody March Scythe carved across his chest. Blood splattered, and Ibuse, his giant salamander, surged forward to catch him.
Hanzo's heart sank. What kind of monster have I provoked? Why didn't I just kill Konan outright before she brought this demon upon me…?
"Ibuse…" Hanzo muttered weakly, addressing the salamander.
"Return. My road ends here."
But Ibuse only cried out mournfully, refusing to abandon its master. The beast pressed close, ready to die with him.
Hidan smirked. "Oh? A touching scene...master and pet to the bitter end. But this is my Kamui space. Nothing leaves here except me. Not even a summon beast."
Hanzo's eyes hardened. If escape was impossible, then there was no choice but to fight to the death.
His chakra surged wildly, stronger than before, a faint echo of the "demigod" he once was.
But Hidan had already claimed him. Blood stained the blade of his scythe, the ritual was ready.
"Heh… looks like the Shinigami's ready for dinner."
On the crimson sea, Hidan traced a circle and triangle. Standing within, his body transformed skin darkening, markings spreading until he resembled a black-and-white reaper.
"See you next time…"
He raised a black spear and rammed it through his own chest.
Agony exploded in him. Hidan gasped, his body trembling, yet across the battlefield, Hanzo collapsed to one knee, clutching his heart. Blood streamed from his lips, his face etched with disbelief.
Moments later, the man once called Demigod of the Rain lay dead upon Ibuse's head.
The salamander wailed, its massive body quaking, pressing against its master's corpse in grief.
System Notification
[Kill: Kage-Level Opponent]
Kill Points +5000
"Are you… alright?" Konan rushed to Hidan's side. His reaper form faded, but blood covered him from head to toe. He looked like a demon risen from hell itself.
"Pain…" Hidan gasped. "No matter how many times I use this skill… it still hurts like hell."
Konan: "…"
He forced a crooked grin. "Well… so much for Hanzo the Salamander."
Konan's chest tightened. Yahiko's vengeance had finally been realized. Her voice trembled with both resolve and shame.
"…From this day on, I am… your maid."
Hidan's grin widened into an evil laugh.
"Hehehe… what a damn good day. To make a woman like you my personal maid...it's almost too exciting and thrilling.!"
System Notification
Quest Complete: Collect a Pokémon
Target Acquired: Konan
Reward: Lightning Release Ninjutsu Mastery
The voice echoed coldly in Hidan's mind. Knowledge flooded into him instantly...Chidori, Raikiri, and countless other lightning techniques etched themselves into his memory.
His eyes lit up. "Konan, you really are my lucky star!"
Without hesitation, he jumped onto her, arms locking tight around her body.
His smaller frame clung to her like a stubborn child, but his hands wandered boldly, groping as if she already belonged to him.
Konan stiffened, her face blazing. Now that I've sworn myself as his maid… does that mean even my body… belongs to him?
Her mind whispered denial. Yet her silence said otherwise.
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