From the very beginning, Jun Tianlin had been hiding among the leaves. When he saw Kisame leave with the other three jōnin, leaving behind only a short, lecherous dwarf with shifty eyes, he couldn't help but laugh.
This... dwarf really was one hell of a weirdo. He was a jōnin, yet instead of focusing on completing missions and killing enemies, his head was full of despicable tricks and perverted thoughts. He was probably the only one of his kind in the entire Ninja World, with no equal anywhere else, right?
Seriously, how had this guy even become a jōnin? When had the most important fighting force of a ninja village—the jōnin—become so cheap? Even a piece of trash like this could pass the exam? The world really was full of strange and unpredictable things...
Just as Jun Tianlin was lamenting how Ichiro Watanabe hardly deserved the title of jōnin and was nothing but a useless piece of trash, the lust-crazed Ichiro Watanabe reached out with his pair of wolf claws toward Terumi Mei, whose gaze had grown increasingly heated.
But Terumi Mei was so breathtakingly beautiful that even a single touch from this dwarf would be a grave insult. Never mind kissing her—what man could possibly stand by and allow that?
Even Jun Tianlin, watching the stark contrast between such a beauty and this beast, felt a powerful surge of indignation well up inside him.
How could a beauty like her be sullied by trash like you?
The thought suddenly sprang into Jun Tianlin's mind, then took hold completely. He was utterly disgusted by the ugly, lecherous Ichiro Watanabe, and a killing intent slowly rose within him.
"Whoosh."
With a faint sound, Jun Tianlin vanished from the dense, flourishing leaves. Only a large patch of leaves still swaying gently remained, proof that someone had been there moments ago.
"Heh heh heh, here I come, little beauty!"
Just as Ichiro Watanabe's withered, claw-like right hand was about to touch Terumi Mei, a cold voice filled with killing intent drifted slowly past his ear.
"Afraid you won't get another chance. A rat-faced piece of trash like you shouldn't be allowed to pollute the air any longer. Die!"
Ichiro Watanabe had been burning with lust, but the moment he heard that voice brimming with killing intent, he snapped out of it. His boiling blood went cold in an instant.
Still, Ichiro Watanabe was a jōnin, no matter how undeserving of the title he seemed, and no matter how much of a worthless, utterly unimpressive fraud he appeared to be. He was still a jōnin, a genuine one recognized by Kirigakure.
Setting aside his vile character and lecherous nature, he did possess the basic qualities expected of a jōnin.
For example, when he heard Jun Tianlin's murderous voice, his first thought wasn't to keep reaching for Terumi Mei. He pulled back his right hand and rolled to the left, scrambling away as quickly as he could in the most undignified manner possible, trying to escape the unseen attack.
His reaction was quick, his movements agile, and his technique practiced. It was obvious he'd performed this same maneuver more than once before. He must have done it countless times, and pulled the same trick on who knew how many occasions...
He really was a complete scumbag!
Against an ordinary person—or even another jōnin—such a practiced, utterly shameless dodge would surely have caused the next lethal strike to miss.
But a trick like that was completely useless against Jun, who possessed the Shikotsumyaku...
"Pfft!"
While Ichiro Watanabe was still rolling across the ground, scrambling away, seven or eight thick, razor-sharp Bone Spikes suddenly burst from the earth beneath him. In an instant, they pierced his small body.
Like meat on skewers, the dwarf's short body was impaled on the pale bones. Seven or eight bowl-sized holes gaped in his chest, blood pouring from them.
With just this one move, Ichiro Watanabe, who had been desperately trying to flee, was caught completely unprepared and pierced through the chest by the Bone Spikes. One of them even crushed his heart. The dwarf didn't have time to scream before he died and went to meet the Death God.
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