"What an ugly circus act!"
Swish!
The long tail extending from Hiruko's back lashed through the air. Amid a flash of cold steel, a drop of blood slowly fell, splattering on the ground before the rain washed it away completely.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
Kankuro panted, clutching his injured left arm. Countless puppet parts lay scattered all around him.
His body was already covered in wounds.
"You... cough, cough... who exactly are you? How did you spot my puppets' weaknesses so quickly?!"
"Your puppets?"
"Has Sunagakure's Puppet Master tradition really declined this far? Someone is actually fighting with toys I discarded long ago."
"Toys?"
Kankuro did not understand, but he no longer had time to think about it. The scene before his eyes suddenly grew hazy, and he began to stagger.
"Your puppet... is poisoned?!"
"You only noticed now? Honestly, to think Sunagakure now has such a stupid Puppet Master!"
Sasori had no intention of wasting any more words. It had been a long time since he had met a Puppet Master from Sunagakure, so he had originally intended to test his abilities.
But Kankuro's pitiful skills disappointed him, and Sasori did not intend to waste any more time. He had just applied to the organization for research funding. Once he killed Kankuro, he still had to collect the money from Konan.
Swish!
The scorpion tail lashed through the air, its cold gleam flashing past. With deadly poison coursing through him, Kankuro had no way to evade such a fierce attack. In an instant, the stinger pierced his heart!
Bang!
The smoke dispersed, and a broken puppet part fell to the ground.
"Oh? Quick reflexes. But it's time for the curtain to fall on your little play!"
As Sasori's disguised voice fell silent, Hiruko pursued in one direction, moving deceptively slowly