When Shinji came out, he found Hidan and Tobi throttling each other on the floor, one man piled on top of the other.
The real issue was the salad dressing all over them. Why did it feel so obscene? Meaningless whispers about whiteness and murkiness kept bubbling up.
"Someone's knocking outside. Carry on, you can pretend I'm not here."
"Also... exercise a little restraint. Don't get it all over the floor."
After that veiled warning to the two of them, Shinji hurriedly opened the door and fled. No, he couldn't stay here for the time being.
Once Shinji left, Hidan and Tobi, still throttling each other, exchanged a glance and immediately started grappling again.
Tobi suddenly used Antelope Hanging Its Horns, grabbing a fistful of Hidan's hair and yanking hard!
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow..."
"I told you I knocked over the salad dressing by accident! Are you ever going to let it go?!"
Hidan pinned Tobi beneath him, pounding Tobi's kidneys with his little fists. Every blow made Tobi "quiver like a flower," flopping a couple of times like a salted fish stranded on shore.
"I'm taking you down today! Monkey Steals the Peach Technique! Hiyah~"
Hidan's face instantly turned ashen. Without a second thought, he opened his mouth and bit Tobi's pert backside...
If Shinji hadn't left yet, the sight would surely have reminded him of the stray dogs fighting in his neighborhood in his previous life. It had looked pretty much like this.
"Phew, good thing I got out fast."
Leaning against the door, Shinji listened to the strange noises coming from inside, his feelings complicated.
Then he looked up and froze.
Another major headache had appeared.
Sasuke, who had followed him all the way here, stood outside the courtyard. The two stared at each other.