Feidan: What is top-tier social death (leaning back)

"Y-y-y-you, you, you..."

Hidan pointed at Kamizuki Simu, who had suddenly appeared, his mouth agape, almost unable to speak.

Immediately after, his gaze quickly shifted into a state of suspicion and scrutiny.

Kamizuki Simu slowly combed his dripping wet hair back with both hands, looking at Hidan with a half-smile: "What's wrong, Mr. Hidan? Did seeing me make your brain atrophy from excitement?"

Hearing this, Hidan finally confirmed that this jerk in front of him was truly Kamizuki Simu!

The excitement on his face flashed and vanished, instantly transforming into terrifying rage.

"You bastard, you actually lied to me! I'll kill you!"

Hidan raised his spear and charged directly at Kamizuki Simu.

Just as the spear was about to pierce Kamizuki Simu, a red shadow flashed by, and with a dizzying spin, Hidan's head was already being held in Kamizuki Simu's hand.

A faint flush crossed Hidan's fair face, and his mouth let out a gasp.

That's right, the feeling was right!

Seeing him like this, Kamizuki Simu teased with a grin: "Tsk tsk, you were just wearing an expression of being sad to death because I died, and now you're shy?"

How could our Lord Hidan accept such a cheesy trope of "the delicate wife turns dark and wants to destroy the world because her husband died," so he immediately retorted in anger:

"Hey, hey, hey! I didn't take out that old geezer and the Jashin Cult because you died; I've been sick of them for a long time!"

"Oh~~ is that so~"

Kamizuki Simu looked as if he had just realized something, then pinched his nose and imitated him in a sad and deep tone: "Since that guy is dead, then you and the entire Jashin Cult can go keep him company in the afterlife."

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Hidan's face turned beet red, and he instantly went berserk!

For Lord Hidan, this kind of thing was simply too socially humiliating!

"I'm going to kill you!"

He screamed frantically, trying to use the Parasitic Spider to pull his body back, only to find that the Parasitic Spider inside his body was no longer under his control.

Only then did he remember that the Parasitic Spider was also created by this damn guy!

Kamizuki Simu patted Hidan's head and comforted him: "Alright, alright, don't get worked up."

"Kamizuki Simu! I will definitely kill you, I promise!" Hidan said through gritted teeth.

Kamizuki Simu smiled and said: "Don't do this in the future. Even if an idiot like you dies ten thousand times, it's impossible for me to actually die."

He adjusted his glasses, a flash of disdain crossing the lenses.

"As for that kind of person, no matter how much he schemes, he could never pose any threat to me."

Kamizuki Simu slowly climbed out of the Blood Pool and looked at Hidan's body: "By comparison, your strength is still too weak; it needs a proper upgrade."

After saying that, ignoring Hidan's reaction, he kicked his body directly into the Blood Pool and then tossed his head in after it.

"Get a good makeover."

Hidan: "Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."

After properly settling Hidan, Kamizuki Simu slowly walked toward the outside of the Shrine.

At this moment, the headquarters of the Jashin Cult was no different from hell; blood flowed like a river, corpses were piled up like mountains, and countless ravens were cawing incessantly.

Seeing this scene, Kamizuki Simu's expression remained unchanged.

What he cared about more at this moment was the technique the Cult Leader had used to reincarnate into someone else's body.

If he remembered correctly, it should be called the Living Corpse Reincarnation...

Kamizuki Simu smiled slightly and pushed up his glasses.

"I wonder how much longer you intend to hide? Sir."

Amidst a pile of corpses, Kamizuki Simu's self-talk seemed somewhat eerie, but he wore an incredibly confident smile on his face, as if someone were truly standing before him.

Sure enough, the next second, a body slowly emerged from the ground.

It appeared to be some kind of Earth Style ninjutsu.

"As expected of Simu-kun, how exactly did you discover me? Was it because of these ravens?"

The man looked at the circling ravens and said with some surprise.

Kamizuki Simu still wore a lukewarm smile and asked: "May I have your name?"

The man in front of him had long black hair, skin that was unnaturally fair, and faint purple eyeshadow around his eyes. His eyes were pale yellow slit pupils, and his whole body exuded a cold, sinister aura, feeling just like a cold, venomous snake.

He also had a purple rope tied around his waist. If Kamizuki Simu remembered correctly, this thing was somewhat similar to the Shimenawa used in island nation legends to divide divine realms, representing the gods of the underworld.

Given the background of this world, this person had quite the pedigree.

The newcomer revealed a smile that actually looked somewhat similar to Kamizuki Simu's!

"Let me introduce myself, Simu-kun. My name is Orochimaru."

"Orochimaru?"

Simu stared at the person before him; the name truly fit the tone of this world.

Seeing Simu's indifferent expression, the cold, sinister man who called himself Orochimaru looked somewhat surprised.

It had been a long time since he had encountered someone who did not recognize his name.

"It seems Simu-kun does not quite understand the weight of this name."

Every word from Orochimaru was like a viper flicking its tongue, making one's skin crawl.

However, Simu was not human.

He felt nothing toward Orochimaru's words, merely smiling slightly as he asked, "Mr. Orochimaru... I truly didn't expect you to impart such a powerful ninjutsu to our Cult Leader."

A ninjutsu capable of seizing another's body and abilities, even in this world of extraordinary power, should be exceptionally precious.

Orochimaru shrugged his shoulders, laughing coldly, "It doesn't matter. It was merely an unfinished ninjutsu, and your Cult Leader is nothing more than a test subject. Whether he succeeds or fails, I can simply reclaim it when the time comes."

His tone was filled with indifference.

"A test subject, you say?"

This guy was likely planning to use the Cult Leader's experimental experience to help him perfect this technique for plundering others' bodies...

This approach of not treating people as human beings made Simu feel a hint of kinship.

Orochimaru, sensing the same, looked at Simu with a touch of fervor, narrowing his eyes as he said:

"Had I known Simu-kun was so exceptional, I shouldn't have cooperated with Takisui..."

Simu's expression suddenly went blank for a moment.

"Is something wrong?" Orochimaru asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Nothing. It's just the first time I've heard our Cult Leader's name." Simu's expression was sincere.

"I see."

Orochimaru couldn't help but feel a sense of pity for this Jashin Cult leader.

He extended his tongue, which was much longer than a normal person's, and licked his dry lips, a trace of greed appearing on his face: "I am very interested in Simu-kun's body."

"Uh..."

"While it is true that you have a very feminine charm, Mr. Orochimaru, I don't currently have such inclinations."

Simu expressed his refusal.

Orochimaru's tongue paused slightly; clearly, he had not expected Simu to steer the conversation in this direction.

However, being a major figure who shook the Shinobi World, he quickly regained his composure.

"It seems Simu-kun is unwilling to offer up his body."

Orochimaru's tone suddenly turned icy, like a viper baring its lethal fangs.

Simu calmly shook his head.

As the atmosphere between the two shifted abruptly, thousands of Raven suddenly descended upon Orochimaru like a dark cloud!