"You, you, you, you, you..."
Hidan pointed at the suddenly appearing Simu, his mouth hanging open as he nearly lost the ability to speak.
Then, his gaze swiftly turned suspicious and scrutinizing.
Simu slowly brushed his dripping wet hair back with both hands and looked at Hidan with a half-smile. "What's wrong, Mr. Hidan? Did seeing me get you so excited your brain atrophied?"
Only then did Hidan confirm that the bastard before him really was Simu!
The excitement on his face vanished in an instant, immediately turning into terrifying rage.
"You bastard, you actually tricked me! I'll kill you!"
Hidan raised his spear and charged straight at Simu.
Just as the spear was about to pierce Simu, a red blur flashed past. After a dizzying whirl, Hidan's head was already in Simu's hand.
A faint flush appeared on Hidan's pale face, and he let out a breath.
That's right, that's the taste!
Seeing him like this, Simu teasingly said with a smile, "Tsk, tsk. You looked like you were devastated over my death just now, but now you're blushing."
How could Lord Hidan possibly accept such a melodramatic setup as "the devoted wife went berserk after her husband's death and wanted to destroy the world"? He immediately furiously retorted:
"Hey, hey, hey! I didn't kill that old bastard and wipe out the Jashin Cult because you died! I'd been sick of them for a long time!"
"Oh~~ Is that so~"
Simu put on an enlightened expression, then pinched his nose and imitated him in a sorrowful, profound tone. "Since that guy is dead, then you and the entire Jashin Cult can join him in the grave."
"Ahhhhhhh!"
Hidan's face turned bright red, and he instantly lost it!
For Lord Hidan, this really was way too socially humiliating!
"I'm going to kill you!"
He yelled wildly, trying to use the Parasitic Spider to pull his body back, only to discover that the Parasitic Spider inside his body was no longer under his control.
Only then did he remember that the Parasitic Spider had been created by this damned bastard too!
Simu patted Hidan's head and consoled him, "There, there. Don't get worked up."
"Kamizuki Simu! I'll definitely kill you, I swear it!" Hidan said through gritted teeth.
Simu smiled. "Don't do this again. Even if an idiot like you died ten thousand times, I couldn't possibly really die."
He adjusted his glasses, and a flash of disdain glinted across the lenses.
"Someone like that could scheme all he wanted and still never pose the slightest threat to me."
Simu slowly climbed out of the Blood Pool and looked at Hidan's body. "Compared to that, you're still far too weak. You need a thorough upgrade."
With that, regardless of Hidan's reaction, he kicked his body straight into the Blood Pool, then tossed the head in after it.
"Let's give you a proper makeover."
Hidan: "Glug glug glug..."
After properly settling Hidan, Simu slowly headed out of the Shrine.
At this moment, the Jashin Cult headquarters was practically hell on earth. Blood flowed in rivers, corpses were piled like mountains, and countless Ravens cawed overhead.
Simu's expression did not change in the slightest at the sight.
What concerned him more was the technique the Cult Leader had used to reincarnate into someone else's body.
If he remembered correctly, it should have been called the Living Corpse Reincarnation Technique...
Simu smiled faintly and pushed up his glasses.
"I wonder how much longer you intend to hide, sir?"
Among the pile of corpses, Simu's muttering seemed somewhat eerie. Yet his face bore an incomparably confident smile, as though someone truly stood before him.
Sure enough, the next second, a body slowly emerged from the ground.
It looked like some sort of Earth Release ninjutsu.
"As expected of Simu-kun. How exactly did you discover me? Was it because of these crows?"
The man looked at the Ravens circling around them and spoke with considerable surprise.
Simu still wore that indifferent smile as he asked, "May I ask your name?"
The man before him had long black hair, skin so pale it looked abnormal, faint purple eyeshadow around his eyes, and pale yellow vertical pupils. His entire body exuded a cold, sinister aura, making him feel like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.
A purple rope was tied around his waist. If Simu remembered correctly, it was somewhat similar to the Shimenawa from island legends, used to divide sacred territory and symbolize yin deities.
Given this world's setting, this man clearly had quite the background.
The newcomer revealed a smile that was surprisingly somewhat similar to Simu's!
"Allow me to introduce myself, Simu-kun. My name is Orochimaru."
"Orochimaru?"
Simu stared at the person before him. That name really suited the tone of this world.
Seeing Simu remain unmoved, the cold man calling himself Orochimaru looked somewhat surprised.
It had been a long time since he had encountered anyone who did not recognize his name.
"It seems Simu-kun does not fully understand the weight of this name."
Every word Orochimaru spoke was like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, enough to make anyone's skin crawl.
However, Simu was not human.
He felt nothing at Orochimaru's words. He merely smiled faintly and asked, "Mr. Orochimaru... I truly didn't expect you to teach such a powerful ninjutsu to our Cult Leader."
A ninjutsu capable of seizing another person's body and abilities ought to have been extraordinarily precious, even in a world with supernatural powers.
Orochimaru shrugged and smiled coldly. "It doesn't matter. That was merely an incomplete ninjutsu, and your Cult Leader was nothing more than a test subject. Whether it succeeded or failed, I could simply reclaim him afterward."
His tone was full of indifference.
"A test subject?"
This man was probably planning to use the Cult Leader's experimental experience to help him perfect this technique that could seize other people's bodies...
That way of treating people as less than human gave Simu a faint sense of kinship.
Orochimaru, who had noticed the same thing, looked at Simu with a trace of fervor in his eyes. Narrowing them, he said:
"If I had known Simu-kun was so exceptional, I should not have cooperated with Takisui..."
Simu's expression suddenly went blank for a moment.
"What is it?" Orochimaru asked somewhat puzzled.
"Nothing. This is the first time I've heard our Cult Leader's name." Simu's expression was sincere.
"I see."
Orochimaru could not help feeling a little sorry for the Cult Leader of the Jashin Cult.
He extended his tongue, which was much longer than an ordinary person's, and licked his dry lips. A trace of Greed appeared on his face. "I am quite interested in Simu-kun's body."
"Uh..."
"Although Mr. Orochimaru, you do have quite a feminine charm, I don't have those inclinations for the time being."
Simu declined.
Orochimaru's tongue paused slightly. Clearly, he had not expected Simu to steer the conversation in that direction.
But as a major figure who had shaken the Shinobi World, he quickly regained his composure.
"It seems Simu-kun is unwilling to offer up his body."
Orochimaru's tone suddenly turned cold, like a venomous snake baring its lethal fangs.
Simu calmly shook his head.
As the atmosphere between them abruptly changed, thousands upon thousands of Ravens surged toward Orochimaru like dark clouds!
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