The sight of the body paint on Hidan unlocked Yūto's long-buried memories, and he finally recognized the young Hidan before him.
Even with Yūto's current strength as a powerful Jonin with the Three Tomoe, facing someone immortal like Hidan was somewhat troublesome.
First, Hidan had no fear of physical attacks.
Moreover, the several hideous wounds on Hidan's body meant that Genjutsu attacks would have difficulty working.
Yūto's Sharingan spun rapidly as he surveyed the battlefield before him.
Hot springs.
Homes.
Clearly, this was no place for a battlefield.
Although Yūto had always intended to get himself killed, he did not want ordinary people dragged into the fighting.
Perhaps his experiences in his previous life had influenced him. Having grown up under the red flag, he was only an ordinary person with a little kindness in his heart.
So he had to move the battlefield.
He grabbed Yugito Nii and glanced at the Yukage lying on the ground. The Yukage's chest had stopped rising and falling.
The man was in even worse shape than Yūto had been after Kakuzu's attack pierced his heart. There was no saving him now.
The shopkeeper auntie was not there. She might have already escaped somewhere safe.
Chakra surged into his legs, and he left the hot springs in a few leaps.
Hidan's expression remained savage, his voice all but consumed by madness.
"Don't even think about escaping! Be good little sacrifices!"
He swung his scythe and immediately followed.
In truth, aside from his immortality, Hidan was not particularly strong. Even his performance as an adult barely reached Jonin level.
So, with Yūto's advantage in speed, Hidan gradually fell behind.
Yūto took a slight detour to avoid the Kumogakure ninja's watchful eyes, leading Hidan out of the Yukage's village.
The three raced through the woods. Yūto