The moon hung in the sky, casting a layer of chilly moonlight over the old dirt road. The wind blowing toward them carried the faint fishy saltiness unique to the sea.
"Say, you bastard Simu, don't tell me you ate one of their roast suckling pigs and decided to help them settle this matter?"
Hidan followed behind Simu and asked suspiciously.
Hearing that question, Simu smiled faintly and asked in return, "Do I look like that kind of person?"
Hidan curled his lip. "That's true. You don't look like a good person either."
Still, he was somewhat puzzled.
"If you weren't planning to intervene, why did you deliberately leave the Jashin necklace at that old man's house?"
Simu raised his brows and looked at Hidan in surprise. "I didn't expect someone with your intelligence to notice that I intentionally left the necklace behind."
"You bastard Simu, my powers of observation are top-tier!"
Hidan said with considerable confidence, then pressed on, "So what exactly was it for?"
With his little brain, he simply could not figure out why Simu had done that.
Simu brushed back the hair the sea breeze had tousled and lightly adjusted his glasses. With great interest, he said, "I was merely curious whether that child would have the courage to try something after getting the necklace."
"Curious?"
Hidan tilted his head, seemingly finding Simu's thoughts difficult to understand.
Then he clasped both hands behind his head and said in utter disappointment, "That kind of thought is really boring. You might as well randomly kill a few people and sacrifice them to Lord Jashin."
Simu said nothing. Whether Shiraishi Mori came or not was only a trivial matter to Simu.
The Shiraishi Family was not far from the seaside dock. Although it was very dark, guided by over a hundred Ravens and tens of thousands of Black Beetles, Simu quickly brought Hidan to their destination.
Sakamoto Trading Company.
A luxurious, enormous cruise ship.
In sharp contrast to that cruise ship were the old fishing boats chained to the dock with iron cables.
This was surely the work of Sakamoto Trading Company. To avoid disrupting the offshore casino's operations, they had not only seized the troublemaking fishermen, but even detained their fishing boats.
Faced with such a situation, the villagers had no way to resist.
After all, the Shinobi World had neither laws as sound as those from Simu's previous life nor any law enforcement agencies to protect ordinary residents.
If they wanted to drive out Sakamoto Trading Company, they had only two choices.
First, they could rely on their own strength and fight the trading company to the bitter end.
But after Shiraishi Mori's father had been captured, that option seemed to have already gone bankrupt.
Second, everyone could pool their money and send a representative to a nearby shinobi village to post a bounty mission.
Unfortunately, this little fishing village simply could not gather that much money.
Therefore, they could only watch helplessly as Sakamoto Trading Company cut off their livelihood at the waist.
Simu did not react much to this.
In the Shinobi World, this was merely an ordinary occurrence that happened countless times every day.
He might once have felt indignant about it, but things were different now. He was no longer human!
"Who are you people?"
Several Sakamoto Trading Company thugs at the dock spotted Simu and Hidan.
Hidan rubbed his neck and said impatiently, "My name is Hidan. Hurry up and call that Sakamoto guy out to see me."
Simu, standing beside him, wore an expression that said he had expected as much.
This guy drew Hatred no matter when or where he was.
Sure enough, upon hearing Hidan's arrogant reply, the four thugs' faces immediately darkened.
"You think you can see our boss whenever you want?"
With that, they drew their weapons.
"What do you say?"
Hidan glanced at Simu.
Simu shrugged. "Whatever."
The next second, Hidan charged out.
In almost an instant, Hidan appeared before them.
Then—
A blade pierced straight through his abdomen.
"Uh..."
The thug stared at Hidan, whom he had just stabbed through, utterly dumbfounded.
This guy was so fast. He had only meant to swing his blade and force him back, yet he had run straight into it?
But something even more confusing happened.
The man whose abdomen he had pierced raised his head and gave him a savage grin.
"Are you ready to accept Lord Jashin's judgment?"
Hidan bared his teeth and reached out to grasp the blade piercing his abdomen.
"What kind of joke is this?!"
Faced with such a bizarre sight, the thug instinctively tried to pull back his sword and retreat.
Yet no matter how much strength he used, the blade remained firmly clutched in Hidan's hand.
With no other choice, he abandoned his sword and quickly retreated.
Just as he backed away, Hidan had already pulled out the sword. With a backhanded thrust, he drove it directly through the enemy before him!
Foul-smelling blood gushed out like a fountain.
The other three thugs were completely stunned.
You fought like that?
But Hidan clearly had not had enough. With another burst forward, he seized one thug by the neck and violently lifted him up.
"With strength like this, you don't have the slightest value as a sacrifice."
He spoke with bored disappointment, then snapped the man's neck.
The remaining two felt a chill run down their backs, but they made their choice.
Two long blades struck at the same time, from left and right, hacking heavily into Hidan's waist!
"Splurt!"
A great spray of blood poured from the wounds. Hidan released his grip, allowing the corpse in his hand to drop to the ground, and complained in dissatisfaction:
"Too weak. You're far too weak!"
Under the night sky, a trace of crimson appeared in his eyes. A pitch-black spear slid from beneath his trench coat and, in an instant, pierced through the enemies, dispatching them with ease.
Naturally, such an intense battle drew the attention of the other thugs aboard the cruise ship.
Even Mr. Sakamoto himself, one of the Jashin Cult's partners and the target of Simu and Hidan's visit, came in person.
Mr. Sakamoto appeared surrounded by a large group of bodyguards.
Looking at the bloodstained ground, he frowned slightly before asking, "You two are from the Jashin Cult, aren't you?"
Only the lunatics of the Jashin Cult would do something like this.
Simu nodded. "You must be Mr. Sakamoto. We have come under the Cult Leader's orders to complete the task you commissioned."
Sakamoto looked at the four thugs on the ground, who had been killed as easily as chicks, and let out a harsh breath.
"Are you sure you came to complete the task?"
You came to complete my commissioned task, and the first thing you did was kill my men?
Facing Mr. Sakamoto's question, Simu answered with complete calm. "This should be a misunderstanding."
"Your subordinates seemed unwilling to give us a chance to introduce ourselves before attacking us."
"They stabbed my companion first. My companion merely stabbed them back. That's perfectly reasonable."
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