A day later...
The land lay beneath the dark night sky.
Hyuga Sho entered Hell Valley.
He encountered some problems at the entrance.
"Hmm?"
A familiar face belonging to someone who had accepted the mission flashed before Hyuga Sho's eyes.
They recognized each other.
"Jurozaemon Biwa."
"Konoha's White Devil... Hyuga Sho?!"
The two stood where they were.
Hyuga Sho had his eyes covered with black cloth, and the Lightning Blade: Fang was strapped to his back.
Jurozaemon Biwa wore a black cloak with red clouds and carried the Kubikiribōchō on his shoulder.
"So this is what Miyashiro En meant by the 'Akatsuki'... Your organization is called the 'Akatsuki'..."
"Hey, hey, hey... The mission client never told me something like this would happen."
The corner of Jurozaemon Biwa's mouth twitched.
The sight of Raiga Kurosuki being beaten to death right in front of him and Pain was still fresh in Jurozaemon Biwa's memory.
"Are we going to fight? Damn it..."
Jurozaemon Biwa lowered his greatsword and assumed an attacking stance.
"I have no intention of making an enemy of you... After all, my strength is inferior to yours. But if you want to fight, I can only fight with everything I have... After all, even ants have the courage to charge an elephant..."
Jurozaemon Biwa felt that his luck had truly hit rock bottom.
It seemed he had never had much good luck, from childhood onward.
Becoming one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen had already exhausted all his luck.
All that remained was an E-rank in luck.
"Looks like you really have changed a lot."
Hyuga Sho turned his head away without even looking at Jurozaemon Biwa.
"Put down your sword. You have no Killing Intent... Although I have killed countless people, I don't enjoy killing... I won't attack anyone who