Man Becomes Beast

"Alright, alright! Stop pretending to be asleep, do you think I'm blind?" Morino Kei kicked the fat man's ass.

"Your acting is so bad, you couldn't fool an idiot."

"Heh heh... Ninja-sama, I wonder how we offended you. Can we talk this over? How much did the person who hired you pay? I can pay more..."

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, the fat man reluctantly sat up, his expression fawning as he spoke.

When he saw the others remain silent, he rejoiced.

They're just tender flowers fresh out of the ninja village, what have they seen? the fat man thought sinisterly. It's just strange though? Where did that useless twig go?

"Can you at least untie me first? It's hard to talk when I'm tied up... If you untie me, we can discuss properly, right?" The fat man seized the opportunity, crawling up and speaking with a flattering smile.

Bang!

The iron ring of the kunai's hilt struck down. In the fat man's blurry vision, he seemed to see his own bloody, shattered teeth.

"Do you think you have the right to bargain here?" Uchiha Kai's cold voice emerged, carrying suppressed rage.

"Guh... cough, cough, cough." Enduring the searing pain, the fat man spat out a large mouthful of blood, feeling a gap in his mouth.

"Uh... I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. Whatever you say, sir." He quickly suppressed the flash of anger and hatred in his eyes, forcing an ugly smile. His uneven teeth were somewhat comical.

Bang!

But unfortunately, all he got in return was another blow.

"Did I give you permission to speak?" The young man stomped on the fat man's chest.

As he pressed down without mercy, a faint cracking sound could be heard from the fat man's chest.

"Haa... haa." The fat man's face turned several shades paler, his breathing becoming difficult.

The cold figure before him began to grow taller in the fat man's vision, distorting, becoming a terrifying beast with unseen claws and fangs.

Ruined... why does this damned Konohagakure produce such precocious little monsters... The fat man's heart sank, knowing he was in deep trouble. As he began to scheme how to talk his way out of it, he suddenly heard the young man speak again.

"Do you think I woke you up to interrogate you for information?" the young man asked with a playful, nonchalant tone.

The fat man's pupils constricted, his body tensing.

The young man's lips curved into a smile: "You must think your will is strong, that you can withstand any interrogation, and you're planning how to fool us two naive boys, right?"

The fat man's face relaxed, his expression turning grim and losing all emotion.

"Let me tell you, I am from the Uchiha Clan." The teasing voice came out.

The next moment, an eerie crimson surged into his eyes. The round tomoe began to spin, and the world before the fat man seemed to twist, completely consumed by red and black.

"Haa... hahaha, ugh." Cold sweat streamed down like a river. The fat man gasped for air, feeling as if something was strangling his neck.

The next moment, the scene before him changed. All illusions vanished in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened.

The simple half-mask, made from a strip of cloth the young man had clearly torn off at random, now lent him a terrifying, absurd aura.

Beneath the mask, the corners of his lips curled up, and the young man spoke gently.

"But it doesn't matter. I wasn't planning on getting anything out of you anyway." Uchiha Kai pursed his lips.

"Your companion is practically telling us the color of your mistress's underwear."

"Damn it! That useless mongrel, twig, I should have killed him long ago!" Hearing this, the fat man could no longer suppress his expression and cursed.

Bang!

The combat boot stomped down without mercy, pressing the fat man's head into the dirt.

"Are you perhaps forgetful?"

Uchiha Kai raised an eyebrow, his right foot rubbing and twisting, leaving a blurred shoe print on the fat man's face.

Feeling the pressure on his head and the grit and foreign objects constantly entering his mouth, the fat man's face contorted.

"Kai!"

A girl's voice suddenly came from behind, clearly laced with anger and fury.

"Rei, you're back. How was the reconnaissance? Is the information accurate?" The young man lifted his foot and turned around.

Seeing the girl on the verge of losing control, Uchiha Kai's tone softened.

"It's accurate..." The girl gritted her teeth, throwing the skinny man she was dragging, who looked like a dead dog, to the side.

"The defensive deployment is correct," the girl said, pausing. "The hostages' location has also been confirmed..."

"These... these beasts!" Hyuga Rei's eyes blazed.

Recalling the horrific scenes she had seen with her Byakugan, a small cave filled with women, barely clothed and as numb as corpses.

On the surrounding walls hung incomplete corpses from iron hooks, their bones exposed, men and women... and a few alarmingly small corpses.

"The women have been tortured beyond recognition, only a few elderly people are still alive."

"They... they! They eat people! And they ate... children!"

Hyuga Rei roared, her eyes turning red.

"!"

Before the words had even fallen, Uchiha Kai and Morino Kei turned their heads in unison, their eyes flashing with terrifying cold light.

"Are you sure?" Uchiha Kai asked for confirmation.

The girl didn't speak, merely gritting her teeth and nodding.

"Ching!"

A silver-white rainbow light flashed, Zhulu unsheathed, and opened a horrifying gash on the skinny man, blood gushing out like it was free.

The scrawny, sleazy, skinny man, referred to as "Ganky," spoke with a pained expression.

"You! You promised... you said you'd let me go if I talked..." The man's cloudy pupils began to scatter.

"You... you don't keep your word."

But no one paid any attention to the wild dog's lament.

The blade flashed again, and five dried fingers were tossed into the air, accompanied by a spray of blood.

"Ah..." Ganky writhed and wailed.

A shuriken flew out, striking between the man's legs.

"I... fuck you, you brats." The defeated dog began to bark wildly.

Then the blade flashed again, slicing open his wrist and gouging out his ears.

"Ah! No! I was wrong, don't kill me!" Ganky, who had been so tough moments ago, instantly broke down, crying and begging for mercy.

Useless. His wrist snapped, and then his tongue.

Now he couldn't even bark.

Under the fat man's listless gaze, Ganky's head was tossed high into the air, and scalding blood sprinkled precisely onto his forehead.

"Are you trying to scare me?" The fat man grinned.

"Under the gaze of my Buddha, I will enter paradise only after death. How can mere death control me?"

"Are you angry? Hahahaha?!" The fat man laughed maniacally.

"Open your narrow perspectives! We are merely guiding people to paradise. The suffering and hardship of their lives are the karmic retribution of past lives."

"To die by our hands is to wash away their worldly impurities, allowing them to ascend to paradise sooner! You should be happy!"

The fat man's face began to contort, like a plague-ridden pig on the verge of death.

"Smile! Huh? Why so serious?"

"Hehehehehe!"

Hyuga Rei and Morino Kei's pupils trembled violently. They moved to act, but Uchiha Kai stopped them.

"A jumping clown, no need to pay attention." The young man shook his head.

"Let's move, or things might change."

As soon as he spoke, the young man casually slashed out with his blade, slicing open the fat man's chest.

The two glared at each other, swallowed hard, and followed Uchiha Kai's retreating figure.

The fat man's body lay on the ground, motionless for a long time, as if thoroughly dead.

Five minutes later.

"Hahahaha... Huh? Hahahahahahaha!"

"Heaven hasn't abandoned me! These stupid kids actually fell for it?! Hahaha! I'm alive, I'm alive."

The fat man suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath. The horrifying wound on his chest had actually stopped bleeding.

"My Buddha, my ass. Buddha is just something to fool children. You really believed it? You think I believed it?" He cursed, scanning his surroundings. When he saw the shuriken lying on the ground, his eyes lit up.

"As long as, as long as I cut the rope and get out of here... I'll run immediately..." The fat man crawled and wriggled towards it.

He happily grabbed the "shuriken."

"Strange... why doesn't it hurt at all?" The fat man, his vision blurry, felt a sense of confusion.

The next moment, he felt the thing he was holding was somewhat hot.

The next second, a terrifying wave of heat and bright light erupted.

It engulfed the ugly old dog.