Seeing the waiter approaching, Kazashiro's lips, hidden by the flower basket, curled up slightly.
Hmph, they've taken the bait.
As expected, the waiter who walked up to Kazashiro coldly relayed Yamashita Yushi's original words.
To make everything seem more natural, Kazashiro played hard to get, and finally, under the impatient gaze of the waiter, he timidly nodded in agreement and followed him into the magnificent ballroom.
Upon arriving at the door of a private room on the second floor, a ronin wielding a katana stopped the waiter. After looking Kazashiro up and down and seeing that he was wearing wooden clogs and his arms and calves were bare, he nodded slightly, indicating that Kazashiro could go in.
As for the waiter, the ronin took out the tip that Yamashita Yushi had prepared and tossed it to him.
"Guest, guest?"
Under the watchful eyes of the wanderer, Kazashiro gently pushed open the door to the private room, perfectly portraying his weakness, pitifulness, and helplessness.
"Um."
After taking another look at Kazashiro, Yamashita Yushi, certain that the other party had not used Transformation Jutsu, exchanged a glance with the ronin at the door and saw the certainty in the other's eyes.
She has no weapons, no Transformation Jutsu. She's just an ordinary girl you could see anywhere in the Land of Fire.
Wait, I misspoke. Girls with such exquisite looks are rare.
"Little girl, why are you still selling flowers outside so late?"
He strode forward, closed and locked the door, Yamashita Yushi casually put his arm around Kazashiro's shoulder, forcing him to a sofa. As he walked, he used his free hand to play with the strands of hair hanging down Kazashiro's temples.
"Of course it's to kill you, you idiot."
Feeling the other person's greasy hand roaming over his shoulder, Kazashiro suppressed the urge to vomit and, before the other person could react, stabbed the Ice Senbon into the other person's groin.
Before Yamashita Yushi could even scream after being struck hard in the groin, Kazashiro pierced his neck with a skewer of Ice Senbon, leaving him only able to clutch his neck and gasp for breath.
"Hidden, hidden, where is it hidden...?"
Lying on his side on the ground, Yamashita Yushi couldn't understand where the enemy had hidden their weapons so that they had escaped his and the ronin's observation.
"That's disgusting, I'll never cross-dress again in my life."
Brushing a strand of hair to his temple, Kazashiro had no time to answer the other person's questions. Instead, he quickly plunged the Senbon into the other person's palm to prevent them from releasing a ninjutsu before they died.
After doing all this, Kazashiro squatted down and coldly looked at the other person. "You blind fool, take a good look, I'm a man."
Upon hearing this, Yamashita Yushi, who had been hissing and snorting, widened his eyes and began to tremble violently as if having an epileptic seizure. Kazashiro, thinking that the other party was about to self-destruct, hurriedly hid to the side.
"Heh... heh..."
After trembling violently twice, Yamashita Yushi did not explode. Instead, he exhaled the last breath of air from his lungs and left the Shinobi World with deep resentment.
"Dead, dead?"
Swallowing hard, Kazashiro fired two Ice Senbon at the other person across the sofa. After confirming that the other person made no further moves, he cautiously stepped out from behind the sofa.
"This guy's mental fortitude is too fragile, he died of anger so easily?"
After staring at the other party for a while and confirming that it was not a clone, Kazashiro wiped away non-existent sweat from his forehead and created a sharp blade using Ice Release.
As is well known, after a ninja kills their target, they take a part of the target's body as proof of mission success...
I can only make a cameo appearance as Katsura Kotonoha.
"It's time to take the first step into the Shinobi World, Kazashiro."
After giving himself a pep talk, Kazashiro went to the body and busied himself with the task.
After placing the head of Yamashita Yushi into the flower basket, Kazashiro, who had been working hard for several minutes, stood up. Just as he was about to signal the two people waiting outside for backup, he heard a "click." Looking over, he saw that the window, which had been tightly closed, had been opened by something.
"Who?!"
Before he could even pack up the flower baskets, Kazashiro, realizing someone had intruded, immediately lay down on the ground, rolled over to hide behind the sofa, placed his arm horizontally in front of him, and created a layer of ice crystals on it to strengthen his defense.
"They skillfully utilize their strengths, strike with precision and ruthlessness, and know how to decapitate their opponent before leaving..."
A swarm of insects, large enough to send anyone with trypophobia into a frenzy, poured into the room from the windowsill, quickly forming a human shape. Once the outermost layer of insects dispersed, Aburame Ryoma's figure appeared Byakugan: "And her alertness is quite good, much better than when I first met her."
"Young Master Kazashiro, well done."
Another familiar voice rang out. The moment Kazashiro heard it, he was completely flustered. He could hear the sound of whips cracking in his mind, and his skin turned black instantly.
With a smile on his Yamanaka Zen stepped out from behind Aburame Ryoma and walked to the flower basket. While praising Kazashiro, he placed his hand on the head of Yamashita Yushi.
"Alright, I now know where the rest of the valuables are hidden."
Using a secret technique passed down through generations of the Yamanaka Clan, Yamanaka Zen obtained the information he wanted from the lonely head of Yamashita Yushi.
This move completely stunned Kazashiro.
Even death couldn't stop the secret from being discovered; it's terrifying. If this happened in my previous life, I would definitely be resisted by all the enthusiasts who possessed the "study materials."
"In that case, Orochimaru won't be able to..."
Yamanaka Zen muttered something under his breath and then vanished from the room in Body Flicker Technique.
Orochimaru?
Is this related to him?
Getting up from behind the sofa, Kazashiro awkwardly brushed off non-existent dust from his body.
What could be more embarrassing than being caught dressed as a woman?
And there were two of them.
Let's go.
Seeing the bloodstains still on Kazashiro's face from the cutting operation, Aburame Ryoma gestured for him to take the head with him and then left the room first.
Outside the room, the ronin standing in front of the door remained in the same position as when he closed it. As Aburame Ryoma left, the Kikaichū that had been clinging to his neck left the ronin's lifeless body and slipped through the crack in the door.
On the other side, at the southern entrance of the town.
Orochimaru, who had rushed here overnight without stopping, stared intently at the buildings in the town.
"Was this the place where Yamashita Yushi was discovered...?"
His signature hoarse voice rang out, filled with greed.
Even if he squanders his wealth, which is worth tens of millions, it should be enough to rebuild a simple experimental system.
At this time, Orochimaru was unaware that Danzo had already seen through his plan, and that the reason he was called away by Hiruzen to do other tasks before the operation was because of Danzo's scheme behind the scenes.
Want to make money to continue the experiment?
What I can't have, you can't have either!