Stand Template from JOJO (End of Month, Asking for Recommendation Tickets, Asking for Follow-Through Reading)

"Sigh."

A rogue ninja crouched on the ground, rifling through a corpse, complaining to his companion behind him without turning his head: "If it weren't for the Third Hokage sending us to die, I actually kinda liked that old geezer."

"After all, he treated us common-born ninja pretty well, but... rather than face those disgusting Sealing Techniques, I'd rather go fight those Uchiha bastards..."

Trusting his leader and the "Hidden Mist Technique," the Kirigakure rogue ninja kept only minimal vigilance over his surroundings.

But clearly, his vigilance was far from enough.

"I'm talking to you, you deaf or what?"

Getting no response from his companion, the Kirigakure rogue ninja frowned and turned his head.

Suddenly, his mouth parted slightly, feeling as if his soul had fled his body.

Enemy...

The last thing reflected in his eyes was a sharp Kunai, and his companion's corpse.

Pfft!

"..."

Watching Yun Chuan vanish like a ghost after killing one man, then reappear behind another, Jiyun's brow twitched imperceptibly.

Compared to when he was leading her, Yun Chuan's movements were far more decisive and ruthless when acting alone.

Ensuring the target couldn't make a sound, Yun Chuan simply inserted the blade into the fragile brain, then dragged the twitching corpse silently into the shadows.

The entire process went unnoticed by anyone. In less than a minute, he had taken out all the scattered rogue ninja, like a silent, life-reaping Soul Reaper!

Finally, only the Rogue Ninja Leader remained, sitting at the stern, gazing into the distance.

"Hm?"

At the same time, the Rogue Ninja Leader's nose suddenly wrinkled, a flicker of doubt in his eyes.

Had this blood mist gotten a bit thicker?

It felt sticky, like spider silk brushing against his face.

"I don't remember using this much Chakra to perform the Hidden Mist Technique."

As his words fell, his pupils suddenly contracted. He jerked his head up, eyes darting rapidly.

The ship had suddenly gone quiet.

Sometimes, an environment that sounds chaotically noisy will inexplicably fall into silence in an instant.

Yun Chuan had once heard a strange explanation for this in his past life.

—Whenever that happened, it was an angel passing by.

But compared to some vague "angel," Yun Chuan felt he was more like a specter.

Whoosh!!

Behind the Rogue Ninja Leader, a gust of wind suddenly howled, scattering the swirling blood mist and revealing that ghostly figure!

"..."

The Rogue Ninja Leader's eyes spun frantically, catching only the flashing blade hurtling toward him, but his body could no longer keep up with his mind.

He could only sit there like a statue, silently waiting for the strike.

Ssshh!

With a faint tearing sound, a line of blood appeared on the Rogue Ninja Leader's throat.

He instantly raised a hand to cover his neck, but blood still gushed through his fingers.

Thud!

Yun Chuan watched him silently as he collapsed to his knees, his face unexpectedly expressionless.

That single slash had nearly severed half his neck—from the vocal cords, through the throat chamber, to the cervical spine. Blood would choke into his lungs with every breath within tens of seconds.

"Hah... hah!" Blood spilled from the Rogue Ninja Leader's mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief, "How is that possible..."

Before defecting, he had belonged to Kirigakure's "Hunter-Nin Squad," the "Corpse Disposal Unit" that made even his comrades tremble in fear!

That was a special forces unit directly under the Mizukage's Anbu. Every member was an elite among the Anbu, most skilled in Assassination Arts and medical techniques. They were the ninja responsible for hunting rogue ninja and disposing of corpses.

Whether assassination, pursuit, or close combat, "instinct" was always the first skill they mastered.

Through repeated real combat, they trained their own personal "red line." Once an enemy entered that range, they could instantly detect the target and react.

His "red line" was five meters.

This meant no one could silently approach within five meters of him.

No exceptions—not even a mosquito!

But now, he had encountered an "exception."

Body Flicker Technique? Kekkei Genkai?

Too fast! Too quiet!

It was simply beyond his comprehension!

"Heh heh..."

The Rogue Ninja Leader clutched his throat, staring fixedly at that youth, as if looking at a ghost that shouldn't exist.

The Hidden Mist Technique had detected no sound or Chakra at all—if not for his own eyes, he would hardly believe a person was actually standing there!

He was, after all, a Special Jonin who had survived countless dangerous missions and successfully defected.

If he were to die so absurdly at the hands of a mere boy, wouldn't that story make people laugh?

"Ha." Yun Chuan did let out a laugh, his voice soft. "Not bad acting."

The next moment, the trembling rogue ninja on the deck suddenly stiffened, no longer making any movement.

Pop!!

With a crisp sound like a bubble bursting, the "corpse" beneath Yun Chuan's feet dissolved into a pool of blood.

And behind him, a cloaked figure burst forth from the water, the Kunai in his hand thrusting straight toward Yun Chuan's heart!

An invisible, icy killing intent instantly enveloped Yun Chuan!

The Rogue Ninja Leader's sweeping Kunai carried a howling, biting wind, scattering the blood mist before him.

But what was finally revealed was only that gray curtain of rain, and the shadows in the corner.

Corpses. All corpses.

The corner was piled high with bodies, dark red blood like a pool, still slowly rising to fill the scattered mist.

And where Yun Chuan had stood, there was no trace of anyone!

"Damn it! That brat..."

The Rogue Ninja Leader couldn't help feeling like he was dreaming, as if he had walked into an illusion of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

He cursed lowly in anger, but his body honestly held its breath.

The entire ship fell into dead silence once more, leaving only the blood mist he himself had released, along with the thunder of his heartbeat and his rapid breathing.

Beyond that, he could see nothing, hear nothing, perceive nothing.

"What the hell?!"

The Rogue Ninja Leader's furious roar was filled with nothing but fear.

The caster of the Hidden Mist Technique could "sense" the target's location through the Chakra in the "mist"—it was precisely this perfect synergy with Assassination Art that made it a standard ninjutsu for Kirigakure Ninja.

As long as someone used ninjutsu, causing a fluctuation in Chakra, he should be able to sense it.

His entire skillset was built on the foundation of the Hidden Mist Technique.

But now...

Thwack!

The sound of flesh being pierced was very soft, carried away by the wind into the rain.

This time, he had no chance to use a Water Clone.

"Cough... ugh!"

The Rogue Ninja Leader's movements were incredibly stiff as he slowly lowered his head to look at his own chest.

Ring-shaped red lines had split open around the wrists of both arms. As blood gushed down, his two palms gradually slid off and thudded to the ground.

The severed ends of his wrists were smooth and neat, the muscle fibers clearly visible.

The blood-red blade of that Kunai steamed with heat, greedily inhaling the air as if it were alive.

At this sight, the Rogue Ninja Leader's mouth gaped open, but the scream stayed lodged in his throat.

"Shh."

Yun Chuan gently covered his mouth, his voice like willow catkins drifting in the wind: "Could you please be quiet?"

Don't scare that timid child.

Suddenly, a slight frown crossed Yun Chuan's calm face.

[Defeated Kosaka [Hunter-Nin Squad], probability triggered, new template acquired]

[Name: Tama [Stand Grass]]

[World: JOJO's Bizarre Adventure]

[Quality: Gray]

[Upgrade: Upgradable—Tama [Integrated Stand] (Blue)...]