Konoha, Just Like Kizaru

"Shahaha, your perception is pretty good."

A dark figure emerged slowly from behind the dead tree.

The visitor wore a black windbreaker, had curly dark green hair, and a Kirigakure forehead protector on his forehead. 

However, the forehead protector bore a deep cut, marking a great difference.

It simply divides the four flow curves of Kirigakure into two. 

This signifies rebellion, marking a complete break from the original village. 

Typically, rebels face violent pursuit and execution by their former village. 

Only the strongest among them can survive.

Simu stuffed his hands in his trouser pockets, smirked, and exaggeratedly said, "It's so scary! A traitorous ninja from Kirigakure!" 

Instead of getting angry, the visitor smiled and laughed heartily. 

"Kid, I have to admit, you're quite brave to come to the underground bounty exchange all by yourself."

"It's a pity you ran into me today, bounty hunter [Wild Scythe] Wujinmaru!" He lifted his windbreaker, revealing an arm covered in bandages. 

A massive red scythe, as tall as Simu, gleamed menacingly in the moonlight. 

With scarlet eyes, he smiled eerily at Simu and laughed, "Shahaha! Are you so scared that you're about to wet yourself?"

"I, Wujinmaru, am an A-rank rebel wanted by Kirigakure. Everyone in the underground world knows me!" 

Simu twitched the corners of his mouth and pulled his cold hand from his pocket. 

He scratched his short hair, trying to think.

"It's truly terrifying! It's Kirigakure's traitor, Jinmaru-sama!" 

"Shahaha! I'm glad you know to be afraid." Wujinmaru grinned maniacally. 

It was only then that Simu noticed the corner of this guy's mouth was torn open and stitched with a thin black thread, giving him the appearance of a cartoon clown.

"It's really perverted and scary."

Simu noted that he hadn't seen such a twisted person in a long time.

Wujinmaru burst into another strange laugh, as if he was very happy about Simu saying that he was a pervert.

"Shahaha! Yes, I'm a pervert! I embrace it!"

With a flick of his wrist, the slender scythe fell to the ground, sending a chill through the air. 

"The pervert is going to chop you up!" 

Simu scratched his head in confusion. 

"That's terrible! It even rhymes. You're not an underground rapper, are you?" he said, leaving Wujinmaru puzzled. 

Although Wujinmaru didn't understand the reference, he felt the tension in the air.

But he finds Simu, which calls itself a pervert, to his liking.

"So… I must eat you!"

With that, he stomped his feet on the ground.

In an instant, the scarlet scythe appeared behind Simu.

Wujinmaru's small pupils darted around Simu's neck, as if deciding where to begin.

In Wujinmaru's eyes, this little guy who didn't know where he came from was merely prey for his amusement. 

The only value Simu held was to bring a bit of excitement to his dull life. 

"Such terrible speed—have you chosen it?" 

Simu turned his head, his calm eyes meeting Wujinmaru's gaze.

"Hey, hey, hey! Go to hell!" 

Leaning back, Wujinmaru swung the long scythe with his waist, sending it slashing down in a graceful arc. 

"Hey, hey! It's a hit!" 

Wujinmaru shouted excitedly. 

The sharp scythe cut through Simu, but to his surprise, countless light spots erupted from the wound.

Wujinmaru was puzzled, and Simu turned around with his broken body in two.

"That was a terrible blow. It almost killed me."

Simu held up ten fingers and pointed at Wujinmaru.

"Are you ready?" 

"Finger Pistol Steel!"

The air shimmered for a moment as ten Finger Pistols fired simultaneously from Simu's hand, transforming into ten air bullets that struck Wujinmaru, who was now almost within reach.

"How is this possible...?" 

After all, Wujinmaru was a seasoned killer in the black market. 

Though he was crazy, his strength was undeniable, and his reflexes were sharp in life-or-death situations. 

As soon as he sensed something was wrong, he quickly adjusted his position. 

As a result, only five of Simu's ten Finger Pistol shots hit him, piercing his shoulders, abdomen, and other areas.

Bright red blood sprayed from the wounds in an instant. 

Wujinmaru grinned, pushed off the branches with his feet, and quickly distanced himself from Simu. 

The two halves of Simu's severed body rapidly coming back together. 

He patted his chest, feeling a lingering sense of fear.

"It's terrible, I almost died."

Wujinmaru wiped the strange smile from his face and became serious.

His instincts warned him that this opponent was not to be underestimated.

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TO BE CONTINUED

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