"Ugh... I told you there weren't any good people in the Ninja World."
Otsutsuki Shuichi was shaken to his core. "Shit... Original Body, stop talking. I've got goosebumps all over."
"So all these years, I've just been working hard to fatten myself up so someone else could have a feast. That's fucking depressing..."
Qingwu comforted him. "All right, you've broken out of your cage and gained a new life now. Think about how to get revenge!"
At those words, Otsutsuki Shuichi immediately stopped complaining. Resolve and cold ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. With his predecessor's memories, he said through gritted teeth, "That's right. We can't let them get away with it. They have to pay!"
Just then, hurried footsteps rang out.
Tap, tap... tap, tap... The Otsutsuki Clan Head had returned, doubling back to catch them off guard.
"Fuck... why's he back?"
Otsutsuki Shuichi was startled, but quickly composed himself and looked at the Otsutsuki Clan Head with an expressionless face.
"Clan Head, why have you come back?" Despite his shock, Otsutsuki Shuichi spoke first. He felt it no longer mattered. At worst, they would fight. Who was afraid of whom?
A smug smile appeared on the Otsutsuki Clan Head's face, as though he was very pleased with his plan. "Hmph... I knew something was wrong. To think a little rat really did sneak in."
"And a fucking traitor, at that."
"Unbelievable."
"You really do have a death wish..." The Otsutsuki Clan Head glared viciously at Otsutsuki Shuichi, killing intent flickering in his eyes.
"Fuck... we were so careful, and we still walked into his trap," Qingwu lamented from inside Xiuyi's ear. He hadn't expected this old bastard to outplay them. No wonder he was the Clan Head—he was one crafty bastard.
Otsutsuki Shuichi prepared for battle, while Qingwu stood