"Don't worry, I'm not some kind of demon. I won't aim for your face..." Faced with Zenzou's request, Sogo Doma generously agreed. No matter what, this guy was his disciple-nephew in name.
"As long as you don't hit my face, even if I die here today, so be it." Knowing he couldn't escape, Zenzou was quite straightforward about it. It was just a beating, right? It wasn't like he'd lose any limbs. He'd gotten used to being beaten as a child in order to become a ninja. As long as they didn't hit his face, it was fine. He refused to believe Sogo Doma would actually beat him to death...
"By the way, Zenzou, do you know what Kakashi Hatake's ultimate move is?" Just as Zenzou gave up struggling, Sogo Doma suddenly asked.
"Lightning Cutter?" The moment manga came up, Zenzou perked up.
"Nope..." Sogo Doma shook his head with a smile.
"Right, it's the Sharingan. He is Kakashi of the Sharingan, after all..." Zenzou spoke with the air of an expert.
"Nope..." Sogo Doma smiled and shook his head again.
"Then what is it?"
"What a fake Naruto fan. Kakashi Hatake's ultimate move is obviously..." As Sogo Doma spoke, he pulled several plastic kunai from Zenzou's body. "Konoha's ultimate taijutsu technique—One Thousand Years of Death!"
The moment he finished speaking, the plastic kunai he had pulled out stabbed into Zenzou's blossoming...
At that, Zenzou, the hemorrhoid ninja, had tears in his eyes—Sogo Doma, how the hell could you still claim you weren't a demon?
"Konoha's ultimate taijutsu technique—One Thousand Years of Death, again!"
Zenzou said, "Just kill me already. No, hitting my face is fine too..."
"What kind of person do you take me for? I said I wouldn't hit your face, so I won't. Konoha's ultimate taijutsu technique—One