Kapitel 169: Chapter 169 The First Battle
Chapter 169 The First Battle
It's eleven o'clock in the evening, one thousand meters above Sunspear City.
A blond boy sat on a large bone-white bird that was constantly circling. Inside his legs and in his hands were clay sculptures of different animal shapes: spiders, grasshoppers, birds, goldfish, flying dragons, and even his own scaled-down version - wearing a fire cloud robe, a high golden ponytail, an arrogant smile, and a slightly treacherous monocular telescope hanging from his left eye.
"With these, it's enough to deal with that guy, um... no, I forgot about it!"
The boy put the clay sculptures into two pockets, then remembered that he was not alone, so he quickly turned around and looked behind him.
"It's so embarrassing! Every time I prepare for an art exhibition, I always forget that there are others waiting for me because I am so focused... Huh? Brother Sasori, why do you have so many hands?"
"..." Hiruko, the middle-aged, hunchbacked, masked man with six mechanical arms sticking out of his cloud robe to repair parts glanced at him coldly.
"Didn't that guy Black Zetsu tell you what I did before he asked you to act with me?"
"He only said that I would definitely like you, and nothing else. I also think it's more interesting to explore on my own. ? What, brother Sasori, don't you look down on my art?"
"The firecrackers set off in this city during the festival are more interesting than these boring toys..."
Sasori lowered his eyes and said in a gloomy voice like a machine.
"It's my first mission to go out of my way and waste my time. If Kakuzu hadn't thought your bounty wasn't high enough and it wasn't cost-effective to kill you now, your head would have been placed in the morgue of the money exchange."
"But haven't all the people in charge of the gold exchange offices in the Land of Fire fallen into your hands and turned into your spies?"
A person who had never seen him perform belittled his art. Deidara didn't feel dissatisfied at all, because most people had similar reactions - however, when they had seen with their own eyes the magnificent sight that the explosion could bring, the subsequent contrast satisfied him the most.
"Just let them raise how much money you want. Always thinking of exchanging the lives of your companions for gold will ruin the reputation of the organization?"
No wonder there are only a few people in Akatsuki. It's hard to say whether the leader is the reincarnation of the Sage of Six Paths, but at least his organizational skills are far worse than that of the old man Onoki.
"That makes some sense. My patience is really running out though. "
The metal tail behind Sasori began to swing uncomfortably, "The order I received is to watch you personally deal with the three Iwa ninjas who have been pestering Kakuzu. Are you delaying taking action because you can't bear to attack a ninja from the same village? "
The three Iwa nin he was talking about were naturally the three jounin Kuroiwa, Akachuo and Kiirokare who met Muichiro in the money exchange before.
"How is that possible? There are so many ninjas in Iwagakure Village. If it were Uncle Kitsuchi, I might let him go. But I have never even met these three, so why would I care about their life or death?
Deidara gave the answer without hesitation, "Besides, you were so active when you invited me to join a month ago, and now you are starting to consider my loyalty. Well... isn't it a bit too late? Besides, I made it clear when I joined..."
"Huh? " Sasori noticed that the other party's voice was trembling slightly, so he raised his eyes to look at this junior, only to find that this child's face was filled with strange persistence and madness.
"The reason why I chose to leave Iwagakure Village was to kill that bastard Uchiha Giyu! "
Judging from the pulsating blood vessels on his neck, Deidara's hatred for this man was an order of magnitude greater than his negative feelings for Onoki multiplied by 100 times.
He still remembers waking up from the genjutsu that morning, The scene of finding himself hanging on the railing of the Iwagakure hospital, with people around him pointing fingers at him.
Being caught in the illusion of the Sharingan and bringing the Uchiha that the Iwa-nin hated the most into the base camp was already a great shame and humiliation. What's embarrassing is that he still has tens of thousands of Land of Fire currency in his pocket, as if Uchiha Giyu bought him off with these small amounts of money.
At first, Deidara couldn't understand why Uchiha Giyu did not kill him and even gave the money to him.
But soon, Deidara heard the only reasonable speculation from the Third Tsuchikage: "Rejoice, Uchiha Giyuu did not regard you as an equal enemy at all."
"In his eyes, you are just like a kitten, puppy or child. If a puppy barks at him on the roadside, he will beat the dog to death. It will make him look very small, won't it?"
Deidara still remembers that the old man shook his head helplessly as if he had been there before: "This money is just enough to pay for a C-level escort mission. You can just think of it as the 'travel expenses' he gave you."
"Deidara, From now on, I will not force you to learn Dust Release, and you should not use this as an excuse to cause trouble for that person."
"Unlike his ancestor who liked to play with his prey, he would never give the same person a chance to antagonize him for a third time."
That was the first time in his life that Deidara saw the stubborn old man, who refused to admit defeat, look like this, not even the last time when thousands of Iwa Ninjas were killed and injured because of Uchiha Shisui he was like this, it was as if some kind of trauma that Onoki had experienced before was suddenly activated.
After that conversation, Onoki did not see Deidara for five months, nor did he send anyone to interfere with his artistic research. He even allowed Deidara to set aside a large wasteland outside the village as a site for explosive experiments.
Deidara was free.
Although his goal of "assassinating" Uchiha Giyu was achieved, he was not happy at all. Even the exploration of art lost a lot of fun because of the lack of restrictions and tension in the past.
What's more, Deidara understood one thing deeply: his freedom was not won by his own strength, but by Uchiha Giyu's unintentional charity - Onoki was afraid that he would go to Uchiha Giyu for similar reasons. So Onoki gave him his freedom so he won't cause trouble for Uchiha Giyu.
With this idea in mind, during these five months, Deidara had a profound understanding of "Why a person, despite having everything going well, still lives a life worse than death."
That strong sense of humiliation continued to intensify under the influence of puberty, so much so that he would see those purple-red eyes even in his dreams!
A peer with whom he had spoken less than five sentences and fifty words in total became a steel bar stuck in his mind.
Therefore, in order to regain his life, Deidara began to study the extremely boring Dust Release without supervision, hoping to exhaust himself with this annoying knowledge and seize the brain occupied by those memories.
But he didn't expect that things would take a turn of events, and Deidara made a mistake and learned something by analogy.
Through his research on Dust Release, he inadvertently developed a C4 bomb that was invisible to the naked eye - a new art capable of destroying matter at the molecular level.
After inventing C4, Deidara excitedly went to see Onoki and vowed that he would be able to defeat Uchiha Giyu this time, but was informed by the old man that the Iwagakure Village was about to hold the Chunin Exam to ease the relationship with Konoha, he planned to ask Uchiha Giyu to be the examiner for one of the tests, so he would never allow Deidara to act arbitrarily in front of the famous names of various countries, and with the same attitude he had towards jinchuriki, he sealed Didara's chakra and locked him up.
Nearly a month ago, when Deidara was extremely angry, aggrieved and helpless, Akatsuki HR Black Zetsu, who had let him go once due to the Uchiha Shisui incident, once again sneaked into the room where Iwa ninja was holding him.
The first thing the guy said was: "Join us and I will let you out and give you the opportunity to kill Uchiha Giyu with your own hands. He is an enemy that our organization must eliminate."
Deidara agreed without hesitation. .
It doesn't matter that he is not free anymore. It is enough to know that there is someone who hates that person and those eyes as much as he does, and wants to destroy that guy at all costs.
"So, you are not waiting for those three iwa ninjas."
Hearing Deidara's declaration, Sasori the Red Sand suddenly understood, "You are waiting for the person who is related to him, the one named Hozuki Suigetsu."
The relationship between Hozuki Suigetsu and Uchiha Giyu was information that the White Zetsus had managed to obtain with great difficulty, and the outside world knew nothing about it. It seems that before this mission, Zetsu told Deidara a lot of things and deliberately let them encounter it.
"That's right. I made a special trip to the hotel where they stayed, knowing that they would definitely leave the city at night. And that is my chance to take action."
Deidara took out a special telescope and hung it on his left eye, confidently looking down, "It happened that the three Iwa ninjas regarded them as official members of the Akatsuki organization, and hired bounty hunters to catch those heretical brats. So, why don't we catch them all in one go? The more people there are, the better the performance will be, right?"
"How can you defeat a guy with the Hydrification Technique with just your explosions?"
The attribute restraint between ninjas is difficult to overcome.
Even with decades of experience against enemies, Sasori didn't think he could subdue a Hozuki clansman without installing electrified weapons. If he only relied on some explosives, he would have no chance of winning.
"Well... I will keep it a secret for the time being. If I say it now, there will be less surprises."
Deidara put his hands into his pocket and gently stroked his own clay sculpture of the same style. "Anyway, we must take this opportunity to let Uchiha Giyu understand the consequences of underestimating me at the beginning, so he can also understand how painful it is to have someone occupy your whole heart."
Deidara's words sounded more and more like the lines of a villain in a romantic drama.
"..." Sasori responded in silence, not knowing where to start.
It can actually be judged from the previous conversation that these two art lovers met for the first time today, and it was also the first time they collaborated on a mission organized by Akatsuki.
The two were not familiar with each other's abilities and past - Deidara didn't care much about things other than art, so much so that he didn't even know the abilities of the Sharingan, the number one bloodline limit in the ninja world. (bloodline limit = Kekkei-genkai)
As for Deidara's information, Sasori only had a rough understanding of it after he came to the money exchange and studied the information.
But to be honest, just the fact that Deidara didn't know anything about it made him a little unhappy.
But when he thought that this stupid young man actually dared to challenge Uchiha Giyu to a duel, he felt that there was no need for him to be unhappy about this trivial matter.
What's more, to a certain extent, Sasori can understand Deidara.
The artist always simultaneously admires and hates something more powerful than himself.
Some people want to destroy the shadow above their heads, while others hope to keep that thing in a perfect state forever. Deidara and him happened to be at the left and right ends of this spectrum.
Sasori the Red Sand was originally defeated by Konan with absolute attribute restraint, and after being forced to join the Akatsuki organization, he has always been obsessed with Konan's body. Only such unique people are qualified to be made into the most treasured high-quality products and preserved forever.
Thinking of this, Sasori stopped talking.
While he was repairing his puppet, he was wondering whether he should give Konan some face and let go of those "heretics of the former Akatsuki organization".
To be honest, since the Akatsuki organization moved out of the Land of Rain and the person in charge of money became Kakuzu, his treatment has become worse day by day.
I think back then, when the lavish Konan made the decision, his research funds were much more than they are now...
More importantly, although it seems that Pain is still in charge of the Akatsuki organization, Sasori has not spoken to Pain personally for several years since the last time they spoke.
In the past few years, the unknown person named "Hiruko" has gradually become a core figure of Akatsuki because of his research on the shark that Hoshigaki Kisame Summoned. Old people like him and Kakuzu have gradually become marginalized.
[It's also time to think about what's next. ]
"Brother Sasori, they're coming out."
Deidara shouted excitedly, pulling Sasori out of his thoughts.
"Get ready for action." Sasori the Red Sand retracted the parts neatly, and the sound of tightening screws came from under the black robe.
"Get closer and confirm the target."
Deidara controlled the clay bird to swoop three to four hundred meters. At this distance, his telescope was enough to see the lips of the target below.
Sasori's eyes also come from advanced puppet craftsmanship and can easily see things hundreds of meters away.
"There are five people. Three of them are wearing robes similar to ours. Well... there are actually a pair of... twins?"
[The hair color... one is green and the other is purple. The expression of the purple one is very similar to Konan...]
Sasori also saw the Tokito Twins, and he murmured softly, "Very similar."
"Sure enough, the calculation was correct," Deidara continued to scan the surroundings, "The three iwa ninjas and a group of bounty hunters were also waiting in a dark corner near the hotel early. After turning on the infrared function, their positions are very clear to me."
As he spoke, Deidara controlled the big bird to fly directly above the ambushers, took out a few ping pong ball-sized pieces of clay from his pocket, and threw them down.
[Do what? ]
Sasori observed carefully and found that when the spherical clay fell in mid-air, it continued to grow its head, abdomen and eight slender legs. The original free falling movement instantly turned into conscious fluttering.
"It's interesting..." Sasori rarely gave a favorable comment.
Deidara smiled proudly, formed seals with his hands, and controlled the clay to fall like feathers behind the wall where the ambushers were hiding, silently crawling on their clothes like real spiders.
"C1 level clay spiders. Because of the similar properties of chakra, Iwa ninja will hardly be able to sense their presence. When I get to the place, I will detonate these little guys and take care of the three jounin first. My art is not reserved for them."
It seems that the only person he has in mind is Hozuki Suigetsu.
At this moment, Deidara snorted, as if he was surprised: "Huh?"
"They are going to split up."
Sasori noticed that the five people and one bird were divided into three groups, each leaving in different directions.
The ambush Iwa ninjas and bounty hunters were immediately divided into three groups of 3-5-5, each following Haku, and the Tokito brothers, and Genya and Suigetsu.
"When you inquire about their plans, you should listen carefully." Sasori educated, "It seems that your ninja literacy is still far behind."
A veteran like him would not make such a stupid mistake.
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I can sense the spider's position, and I'll just chase it when the time comes."
After that, Deidara planned to turn the direction of the big bird and prepare to pursue the Hozuki Suigetsu, but Sasori the Red Sand stopped him.
"Wait a minute."
"What? What's the matter?"
Deidara could no longer contain his urgency, and his tone became more and more impatient.
"Over there."
Deidara looked in the direction pointed by Sasori's tail. After his pupils shrank slightly, he immediately raised the height of the giant bird.
"They can also fly?"
What Sasori was pointing at was the Tokito brothers.
Tokito Yūichirō, who couldn't do anything, was held in the arms of his younger brother who "had" huge paper wings. He was suspended more than eighty meters in the air, making strange roars from time to time.
"Go over there!"
Tokito Yūichirō unfolded the map that Haku had marked not long ago in his hand, and pointed towards the most brilliantly lit place in Sunspear City, "Fly!"
Tokito Muichiro nodded, he flapped his wings like a helicopter hoisting an ambulance, neither too fast nor too slow.
"What is that? Paper Release? Or some kind of secret technique?"
Deidara had never seen such a technique before. He was a little curious at first, but then he lost interest, "Forget it, let's find the shark tooth boy first, and then turn around. It's not too late to deal with these guys."
"No, follow them."
Even though his body had already become a machine, Sasori the Red Sand's voice still showed uncontrollable desire.
"Hozuki Suigetsu can wait. But once these two people escape, it will be difficult to catch up."
"They just ran away. They were not among my mission targets in the first place." Deidara looked at him in confusion. He had just met his companion for less than a day, "Brother, do you have any personal grudges with those two brats?"
"Hmm."
Sasori was silent for a moment.
He originally wanted to find some high-sounding words to force Deidara to do what he said in the name of the Akatsuki Organization, but in the end he decided to tell the truth as an artist.
"That kid who can manipulate paper is a rare and perfect collection."
That's right, what Sasori couldn't forget after just one glance was Muichiro's body!
Konan has always been Sasori's most desired collection.
Not only because Sasori joined the Akatsuki organization after being defeated by her, but also because the opponent's world-weary expression was like a doll, as well as the mysterious and changeable magic changes, which were far more beautiful than the Third Kazekage.
He once tactfully proposed that he would inherit Konan's body after her death, but as expected he was rejected. However, he couldn't beat her and could only wait for her to be killed by someone else one day.
Unfortunately, after so many years, Konan has not been able to wither at the most perfect age. As she ages, as a collection, she has developed some flaws that are difficult to ignore.
When he saw that unique, empty beauty that does not belong to this world and transcended time, was also reflected in Tokito Muichiro, Sasori understood that he had finally been given a second chance.
"He looks like this. He was born just to be used as a puppet!"
Seeing that Deidara was still hesitating, Sasori said something that only a top-notch artist could understand, "I have to show his most essential appearance. In this way, you will understand what eternal art is!"
"Hearing what you said, I did become a little interested."
As expected, Deidara was moved by this wording that ordinary people could not understand.
That guy Black Zetsu brought the two of them together, and it was indeed not random.
Deidara remembered the master who taught him sculpture when he was a child, pointing at the marbles and saying, "I'm not carving them, but releasing their true forms."
This was similar to what Sasori said.
"Then let's deal with these two brats first. Then wait for them to get to a remote place and deal with them quickly, and then go find trouble with that shark tooth. But if something happens then, Brother Sasori, You can't just sit back and watch..."
Deidara himself was not completely confident about how well C4 would perform in the face of the Hydrification Technique.
"No problem."
So, the two of them decided on their itinerary, and the big bird flew high into the sky, tracking the Tokito brothers' movements from a distance.
Tonight, Muichiro and Yūichirō were responsible for destroying the inventories of customers who had purchased seafood from the Land of Waves in bulk.
And these people who can afford 8,000 ryo a pound of seafood are naturally not ordinary people - they either live in suburban manor areas, or they are purchasers of high-end restaurants and entertainment venues in the city center.
It was already late at night, and most of the high-end restaurants had closed. Muichiro landed directly on the roof of a three-story building next to the clock tower. There is a small door leading to the lower dining room.
"How to get in?" Yūichirō was on a mission for the first time and knew nothing about illegal intrusions. "How about entering through the window."
"There are many rich people around here, and they have many ninja guards around them. It's best not to make too much noise."
Muichiro shook his head slightly and pressed his hand on the door. The iron door was covered with frost in just a few breaths, and then he poked forward casually with his fingertips -- Just a few clicks were heard, and the iron door shattered into pieces like ice. However, Muichiro used the papers to overlap each other as a backing board, so no obvious noise was made.
"What is this?" Yūichirō was amazed, "I don't remember Sister Kocho ever teaching you this?"
"I don't know why this is the case." Muichiro shook his head, "But I heard Genya read the newspaper before. It is said that there is a huge ship in England with a tongue-in-cheek name. It sank because its steel shell was frozen by the cold sea water and hit an iceberg. "
"It's amazing. Now let's go." Yūichirō shook his head and got in first. He took a look and said, "Loot all the inventory in this restaurant!"
"Don't say such things..." Muichiro followed and disappeared in two or three seconds, "We are here to do business."
After the Tokito Brothers disappeared, the five stalkers came to the roof, but did not follow them inside.
"One has the Bloodline Limit? The other knows some kind of secret technique?"
The leader Kuroiwa glanced solemnly at the frosted broken iron door, re-evaluated the strength of the twins, and finally decided not to take action in this small space. He directed the bounty hunter to hide in the shadows of other surrounding buildings and monitor the various exits of the grand hotel, looking for more suitable opportunities.
Three minutes later, the Tokito brothers walked out from the roof and jumped to the next restaurant, repeating this strange intrusion. The only difference was the food Yūichirō was holding when he left the restaurant.
"So, what on earth are they doing..."
Deidara in the sky became more and more confused as he watched, "Didn't they just sell billions of explosive tags this afternoon? They should be able to afford food. Is there any point in stealing food? Or is there something in this restaurant that makes these heretics worth worrying about?"
"..." Sasori didn't answer immediately. After a few seconds, he said: "When we catch them, we will know everything."
In this way, the Tokito brothers visited the chefs of all the high-end restaurants in Sunspear City, finally spread out the paper wings again and flew to a mansion in the villa area on the outskirts of the city.
Now, both the bounty hunter and the artistic duo knew that the opportunity to take action was coming.
"It's so beautiful."
A minute later, Yūichirō stood in the splendid living room and exclaimed: "I didn't expect such a big house to belong to just one family. Isn't this too luxurious? This house occupies an area of almost half the size of the village at the foot of our mountain..."
"Keep your voice down," Muichiro reminded, "This is not a mountain, everything has its owner, so don't mess around."
"I won't touch it." Yūichirō, who was just about to pick up the crystal ashtray on the coffee table and play with it, snorted, "You go check on this family's health, and I'll get rid of the seafood in their refrigerator. ."
Muichiro, who finally realized how hard it was to take care of a child, silently shook his head and went upstairs to the family's bedroom.
On the other side, Yūichirō wandered around for a while and easily found the bright and spacious kitchen with the lights on. There were four gas stoves alone, not to mention more than a dozen large pots of different shapes.
In addition, there is a double-door refrigerator in the kitchen, and a high-end-looking silver freezer standing in the corner.
The moment he opened the freezer door, Yūichirō was shocked by the abundance of fish, shrimps and crabs inside: This family's inventory was actually more than those restaurants combined!
"What should we do now?" Yūichirō put his hands on his hips and thought about it. He glanced at the metal pots and slowly shook his head. "There is no way to find a large enough container, and it cannot be placed directly in the freezer. If it causes an explosion, That's too bad... Well, let's look elsewhere?"
He opened the freezer door and searched around the mansion, trying to find a huge non-metal container. Finally, he looked in the corner of the bathroom on the third floor. Arriving at a triangular bathtub that takes up half the room— more like a kiddie pool than a bathtub.
"That's it!"
Yūichirō
clapped his hands, immediately returned to the kitchen, used two blank storage cards to move the seafood away, and then moved it into the bathtub.
Then, he took out more than a dozen bone containers of half-meter-high, kicked them one by one into the pile of seafood, and allowed the green mucus flowing out to spread in the gaps of the seafood.
The bone container was a bucket made by Genya using corpse bone veins; and the green mucus inside was the strong acid spit out by Katsuyu that responded to Muichiro's call in the hotel. Yūichirō had tried it with Haku's shuriken before. When the metal touched this acid, it would immediately melt into a jelly-like substance.
Only by destroying seafood at the cellular level can Muichiro truly feel at ease.
This kind of acid has been deliberately prepared by Katsuyu and will not corrode the bucket made by Genya. Therefore, in the kitchens of some restaurants before, Yūichirō would directly soak the seafood in the bucket to dissolve it, but this time the amount was really too much.
"It stinks so much."
As soon as the green mucus came into contact with the seafood, billowing white smoke immediately erupted.
Yūichirō was just a clone and had no so-called respiratory organs, but he did have the basic five senses. He was almost melted by the indescribable stench.
He had no intention of paying attention to the details of the melting of the seafood. He closed the bathroom door and hurriedly left the third floor, but he happened to find his brother in the room below the bathroom.
Muichiro stood in front of the bed of the family's fifteen or sixteen-year-old daughter, staring quietly.
Yūichirō walked in quietly, followed Muichiro's line of sight, and his expression immediately became subtle.
"Hey, why are you always staring at this sister's legs?" he asked in a low voice.
The first half of the sentence sounded a little accusatory, but the second half of Yūichirō's sentence immediately changed: "You are the only one who can see it, so this is not good."
Muichiro glanced at his brother speechlessly:"Do you want to know what I saw?"
"So," Yūichirō was overjoyed, "Are you finally willing to share this vision with me?"
"At least it will stop you from being interested in similar things in the future."
Muichiro raised his fist, with a hint of helplessness on his face, but there was also a hint of schadenfreude, as if he was looking forward to his brother for a while, "Come on,then I won't be polite!"
Yūichirō looked forward to it. He stretched out his fist and touched his brother, "This is a good brother!"
But after this touch, his eyes bulged, and his beautiful little face immediately became more twisted than the Innsmouth man, and his body It was as if someone had punched him. He fell to the ground on all fours and knelt down with a "yue" sound, as if he wanted to vomit out his soul.
The girl lying on the bed was about to be awakened by strange noises. Muichiro hurried over and gently touched the side of her neck, and the girl immediately fell asleep again.
However, the clone is just a clone after all and does not have a real stomach, so Yūichirō quickly recovered from the nausea, but the psychological shadow may take a long time to recover.
"Muichiro, what on earth is that thing I saw just now?"
He wiped the corner of his mouth, and when he looked at the girl, his expression showed no trace of teenage frivolity, only unspeakable fear.
"It should be the worm group that Shinobi-senpai mentioned."
Muichiro replied.
"Everyone has dozens or hundreds of parasites in their body. However, because this girl has eaten seafood for a long time, there are fewer parasites in her body than ordinary people. It's just because the organs are in direct contact with Hidan's cells, and the environment there is not suitable for them to survive, so these parasites are transferred to the legs through the blood circulation, where they gather together like a nest."
"However, if she continues to eat like this, sooner or later, not to mention parasites, even bacteria in her body won't be able to survive."
"You mean, each of us has much more of this kind of thing than she does? "
Yūichirō's mind turned around: "So, if you just eat these seafood in moderation, will there be benefits? For example, I will stop eating after there are no parasites all over my body..."
Muichiro was not so optimistic: "While eliminating the parasites, Hidan's cells also gave them an unusually strong body and beast-like aggression. When she lost all the flaws of being a human, she was no longer human. By that time, wouldn't the cells themselves become another kind of parasite? "
"Hey, what's going on in a normal person's body? It feels good to be like me."
For the first time, Yūichirō felt that the human body was okay: "Muichiro, you just looked at it for so long, and you didn't feel sick at all?"
"The bugs on the corpse are much uglier than these." After Muichiro's said this, a trace of vague pain flashed across Yūichirō's face.
"Ah..." Yūichirō instantly understood what Muichiro was referring to, and lowered his head sadly, "It seems that I deserve it, and I actually brought up something that made you sad."
"It doesn't matter." Muichiro smiled gently. He smiled and said, "Because you are here now... hmm? What is this smell?"
"It seems a bit familiar." Yūichirō sniffed, and the two brothers looked up together, and they were surprised to find a faint trace of moisture on the ceiling which appeared roughly in the shape of a triangle.
Then, drops of brown liquid seeped out from the pile of shadows, dripping on the floor of the bedroom like a rain curtain, making a hissing sound.
The two brothers squatted down and took a closer look. They found that there were several fingertip-sized holes on the tiles.
"Yūichirō, could you..."
Muichiro frowned, having a bad guess in his mind. However, before he could finish his words, the glass of the house shattered.
Two dark figures shot in from the window at high speed, but just when the hooks on their hands were about to touch the corners of the brothers' clothes, the ceiling collapsed!
The bathtub that had lost its bottom fell from above with countless sticky liquids, completely covering the two uninvited guests whose faces could not be seen clearly.
"Huh, so you discovered us a long time ago and deliberately lured us into the trap?"
Things happened too fast and too much. Before Yūichirō even realized what was going on, he heard the people outside the room talking to themselves.
Muichiro walked to the window, and his innocent and kind expression gradually faded into an indifference that made his brother feel strange.
"Yūichirō..." Muichiro said softly: "I didn't expect that our first battle in this world would come so soon."
(End of the chapter)
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Translator (Me) :- With this chapter translation has caught up with fanfiction. The Author of this fanfiction got sick sometime ago there hasn't been any updates since then.
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