Hidan's current despair was worse than being sacrificed to Jashin a hundred times over.
Wave after wave of explosive diarrhea hit him, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
As one half of Akatsuki's immortal duo, he would never have imagined that he would be brought down by a crappy wooden trap.
What kind of utterly deranged hellish trap was this?!
Kakuzu covered his nose and retreated more than ten meters away. The eyes that usually gleamed at the sight of gold now held nothing but murderous chill.
"Hidan, you idiot. You've disgraced Akatsuki."
Kisame sucked in a sharp breath. Samehada on his back squirmed uneasily beneath its bandages, seemingly rejecting this bioweapon-level stench as well.
Just as the three Akatsuki members were beginning to question their lives over this sudden physiological crisis—
"Oh? It seems our guests from afar are quite pleased with the welcoming gift I prepared."
A languid, mocking voice pierced through the heavy curtain of rain and landed clearly in all three of their ears.
A group of figures dressed in tight black outfits had appeared atop the ruins' high wall at some point.
The young man at their head looked down at them from above. His black hair fluttered slightly in the wind and rain, while the smile on his lips was as arrogant as could be.
It was Chenshu Senju.
Behind him stood the cold-faced Sasuke Uchiha, along with the battle-eager Sound Five.
Unbelievable.
The sight was so absurdly beautiful that Kisame was dumbfounded.
Wasn't that black-haired boy in Senju ANBU uniform, obedient as a dog, Itachi Uchiha's precious little brother?
Hadn't the brat been publicly humiliated and paraded around the village entrance just days ago? How had he become Chenshu Senju's lackey in the blink of an eye?
"Chenshu Senju! You despicable