"Waaah! Give me back my Little Ball!" A Li sobbed in her father's arms as he carried her away.
"A Li, how about we buy another one? Those kids didn't mean to do it," her father said with a helpless, bitter smile.
"They did mean to! No! I want my Little Ball!" A Li said, stubbornly shaking her head.
"Kakashi! Hear that? Hurry up and make it up to her!" Mitsuki chuckled, utterly unfazed by the sword Kakashi had pressed against his head.
Kakashi gave Mitsuki a cold look, then turned to Hidan.
"Huh? What are you looking at me for? There's something fucking wrong with that look!" Hidan asked, shivering violently when he noticed Kakashi's gaze settling on him.
"You still want the one from before, right?" Kakashi slowly turned back to ask A Li, who was in the man's arms.
"Yes! I want my Little Ball!" A Li nodded stubbornly.
"All right." Kakashi nodded.
Then Kakashi drew his blade and, under Hidan's bewildered gaze, plunged it straight into his torso.
Gripping the hilt, Kakashi churned the blade around inside Hidan. A moment later, he lifted Hidan's stomach right out.
With an indifferent expression, Kakashi sliced the stomach open and fished out the half-digested centipede.
"Here, your centipede. Look, it's still alive. Pretty tough, considering half of it's gone," Kakashi said flatly as he walked over to A Li with the centipede balanced on his blade.
"You... fucking animal... Kakashi!!!" Hidan wailed in anguish at the sight of his stomach sliced in half.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
A Li's father had lived for decades and was a veteran of both the Second and Third Shinobi World Wars, but when had he ever seen anything this deranged? He panicked so badly that he even forgot his own daughter and fled without a trace...