I, Lord Hidan, Have Greatly Increased in Strength!

"Fire Style: Flame Bullet!"

Hidan formed hand seals, the surging Chakra in his body gathering at the acupoints in his mouth before erupting as a spray of flames.

"Boom!"

The flames slammed into the wall, triggering a violent explosion.

Hidan raised a hand to wipe his mouth, his eyes gleaming as he exclaimed, "I never thought the day would come when I'd be using ninjutsu!"

Because this guy couldn't read and hated studying, he had assumed he was destined to have nothing to do with ninjutsu, yet he never expected to run into someone like Kamizuki Simu.

He turned to look at Kamizuki Simu and said with a hint of awkwardness, "Although I don't really like ninjutsu, well, since it's a gesture of your sincerity, I'll accept it for now."

Kamizuki Simu rolled his eyes at this tsundere, feeling speechless.

"If you don't like it, I can actually help you remove these traces of ninjutsu."

Upon hearing this, Hidan panicked.

"Hmph, I already said I'd reluctantly accept it."

Before he could finish, Kamizuki Simu had already made his move.

"I don't like forcing others."

Jet-black wings bloomed instantly, each feather shimmering with a terrifying metallic luster. They blotted out the sky, shrouding Hidan like a torrential storm.

Seeing this, Hidan hurriedly dodged.

But Kamizuki Simu's attack speed and range were far beyond what Hidan could evade; soon, he was like a lone boat in a storm, teetering under the assault.

"Damn you, Kamizuki Simu, what kind of move is this again?"

If it were anyone else's attack, Hidan wouldn't have cared in the slightest.

After all, he was a man who possessed an Immortal Body.

But Kamizuki Simu was different. Since this guy chose this method of attack, he must have a follow-up plan to subdue him!

Although Hidan wasn't afraid of being subdued—at worst, he'd just get his head chopped off—he was the great Hidan, after all. How could he tolerate being pinned down by Kamizuki Simu every single time? Sometimes, he wanted to turn the tables and be the one in charge, didn't he?

Thinking of this, Hidan's gaze became resolute.

"Earth Style: Earth Wall!"

Suddenly, he formed hand seals, and a rock wall rumbled upward, blocking the incoming black feathers completely.

Even though it was shattered by Kamizuki Simu's relentless bombardment within three seconds, it had bought Hidan enough time.

"You bastard, Kamizuki Simu, taste my power!"

Hidan's voice suddenly came from beneath the ground.

A pale arm suddenly reached out from the earth and grabbed Kamizuki Simu's ankle!

This guy had actually used the Earth Wall as cover, then used Dochu Senko no Jutsu to reach Kamizuki Simu's feet—tricking him, then launching a sneak attack.

Cough.

Some strange, peculiar thoughts flashed through Kamizuki Simu's mind.

At this moment, Hidan had already burst from the ground.

He cracked a wide grin, his shoulder blades twitching.

A crimson Koukaku grew out from them, and to Kamizuki Simu's surprise, it formed a massive, crimson Three-Moon Scythe!

So that's how a Kagune could be used.

Kamizuki Simu stroked his chin; it seemed this guy Hidan still had a bit of imagination.

Seeing Kamizuki Simu lost in thought, Hidan assumed he had been stunned by fear and couldn't help but laugh triumphantly.

"Hahahaha, Kamizuki Simu, prepare to die!"

The Three-Moon Blood Scythe swung in a massive arc through the air, slashing toward Kamizuki Simu's body.

The scene he imagined—of Kamizuki Simu being split in two—did not occur.

Because a layer of jet-black Koukaku surged from the surface of Kamizuki Simu's skin just before the blood scythe could make contact, wrapping him firmly in its protection.

Clang!

A violent metallic clash rang out, and sparks flew everywhere.

Kamizuki Simu turned his head and mocked him without mercy, "Little Hidan, you couldn't even wait to wake up before trying to scratch my back?"

This sentence completely broke Hidan's composure.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

He roared, swinging the human-sized blood-red scythe wildly at Kamizuki Simu.

But the scythe, which looked heavy and incredibly fierce, did nothing more than shower Kamizuki Simu in sparks, having no other effect whatsoever.

"Huff, huff."

Hidan hunched over, his chest heaving as he gasped for air.

Looking at Kamizuki Simu, on the other hand?

He finally broke free from the Koukaku cocoon, let out a yawn, and stretched his limbs, praising him incessantly: "Little Hidan, it's been a few days, your massage technique has improved."

"Well done!"

With that, he gave him a thumbs-up as a form of encouragement.

But to Hidan, this kind of encouragement and praise was undoubtedly a massive insult!

"Damn you, Kamizuki Simu! Taste my power!"

"Wind Release: Great Breakthrough!"

A violent gust of wind erupted from Hidan's mouth, its intensity so great that it tore dense, jagged gashes into the ground.

Simu remained expressionless, adjusting his glasses as the pitch-black Ukaku behind him suddenly stood upright. Countless feathers fused into a giant sword, which he brought down with a thunderous crash toward the incoming gale!

There was no need to even look at the result.

The previously ferocious airflow was nothing but a joke before this strike, dissipating instantly the moment it made contact with the blade.

Hidan still refused to give up.

"Damn it, Lightning Release..."

He was only halfway through his hand signs when Simu appeared right in front of him, a size 11 slipper instantly imprinted onto his face.

Watching Hidan get kicked away, Simu clapped his hands and said indifferently: "I gave you these ninjutsu techniques so you would have more ways to deal with enemies, not so you would abandon your best taijutsu to engage in ninjutsu duels."

After speaking, Simu seemed to recall something, raised an eyebrow, and added casually: "Though, for you, putting the cart before the horse is pretty normal."

"Damn you, Simu! You're the one putting the cart before the horse!" Hidan argued back, unconvinced.

Simu laughed. He tilted his head to look at Hidan and asked: "Tell me, do you even know what 'putting the cart before the horse' means?"

"Uh..."

Hidan's face flushed red.

Hidan was overcome with shame and anger.

Hidan charged at Simu.

Hidan got wrecked.

Hidan's head was chopped off and held in his hand.

"Tsk tsk, all talk and no skill. If it weren't for me, what would you even do, little Hidan?"

Simu grabbed Hidan by the hair, swinging him around like a lantern.

"You bastard, Simu! One day, I'm going to kill you!"

Hearing this, Simu smiled slightly and lowered his voice: "If that guy dies, there's no need for the Jashin Cult to exist anymore."

"Ahhhhhhh!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Simu laughed heartily, carrying Hidan's head as he walked out of the Shrine.

At the same time, countless Ravens took flight from the area, scattering in all directions.

After Simu left, the blood in the Blood Pool dried up rapidly.

If someone could see through the ground, they would notice that this bright red blood was flowing along a crack at the bottom of the pool, quickly draining into a fissure deep underground.

Down there, a Blood Orb was pulsing with a rhythmic beat.