Chapitre 33: Chapter 33: What Scissors?
For Shinsuke, a weapon that couldn't be transformed into a cursed tool was somewhat of a letdown.
It was like having two equally sharp knives: one that could only cut, and another that could cut while also shooting fire and electricity.
Which one would you prefer?
(Hidan: "Well said! I'd choose the one that only cuts.")
As Shinsuke walked out with the freshly forged Triple-Bladed Scythe, a shadow suddenly leapt out from the nearby bushes.
"Whoa! What the hell?!"
Startled, Shinsuke instinctively raised his weapon and struck without thinking.
"Hey, you..."
Thud!
The shadow was pinned to a nearby tree before it could finish its sentence.
Only then did Shinsuke recognize the person and his eyes widened in shock.
"Hidan?!"
"Shinsuke, you little..."
"Ah!"
Hidan was about to start cursing when he suddenly tasted blood and began to vomit it.
It was unfortunate!
He had searched the base for ages without finding Shinsuke and was finally told by Master Takigi that Shinsuke was here.
So he had sneaked over to see what Shinsuke, this bastard, was doing in hiding for these past few days.
Who would have thought that as soon as he jumped out, he would receive such a warm welcome!
"Uh, it's a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding. You chose to hide in the bushes to scare people? Playing hide and seek with me?"
Shinsuke, feeling embarrassed about pinning Hidan to the tree, chose to shift the blame to cover his awkwardness.
Of course, he didn't forget to take Hidan down.
Then...
Splat!!
Blood gushed from the wound!
Hidan had been struck with three large blood holes across his upper body. With a bit more force, Shinsuke could have sliced him in half.
The pain was excruciating, and before he could catch his breath, a huge disaster struck.
Hidan felt like he was about to explode from anger!
"Stay away from me!" Hidan glared angrily.
"Why are you so upset? If you hadn't suddenly jumped out from the bushes, I wouldn't have acted so recklessly."
"Don't touch me, I don't want to see you again!"
"Alright, alright, I won't touch you. But remember to put your intestines back in. There are wild dogs around here. Don't come back missing a part or a piece and blame me later..."
"Shinsuke! I swear I'll kill you!!!"
In his fury, Hidan began to bleed again...
The scene looked quite tragic.
Feeling a pang of sympathy, Shinsuke sighed helplessly and picked up one of Hidan's legs.
Then he dragged him away.
"No need to thank me. After all, we worked together, so it's only right."
At that moment, Shinsuke felt like he was glowing with righteousness.
Not that he was actually glowing—Hidan's furious gaze was almost piercing his back with holes!
And the worst was yet to come.
Enthusiastic disciple A: "Hey, isn't that little Hidan? Why does he look so beaten up?"
Smiling Shinsuke: "Oh, come on, as if this guy has ever been in good shape."
Concerned disciple B: "Shinsuke, you really need to be more careful. Look at what you've done to Hidan, his intestines are falling out!"
Smiling Shinsuke: "Definitely, I'll be more careful next time."
Loud-mouthed disciple C: "Who's the inconsiderate one who left all this blood everywhere? Don't you know to clean up?"
Smiling Shinsuke: "Sorry, that's my fault..."
Loud-mouthed disciple C: "I knew it was you, Shinsuke! Hidan!"
"Huh?"
Both Shinsuke and Hidan were confused.
"Huh, what? This blood all over the place isn't yours?"
"No, I..."
"What do you mean it's not! With so many people watching, do you dare to argue?! Just admit that the blood on the ground came from the holes in your body!"
"Damn it..."
"Alright, this time we'll let it go, but don't let it happen again."
Hidan was so enraged that he rolled his eyes. The blood vessels that had just started to heal burst open again, spraying blood.
Disciple C, who had just walked a few steps away, saw this and turned dark with anger.
Shinsuke hurriedly said, "Calm down, calm down, the kid didn't mean it. He's just hot-tempered, and with so much blood, it's bound to be messy."
Sure enough, as he said, "It's bound to be messy," Hidan's rage was palpable!
After finally managing to dismiss the seemingly upset disciple C, Shinsuke chatted with five people about the weather, asked six people what's for dinner tonight, and praised the Evil God with seven others...
Finally, after warmly greeting eighteen people (with gestures similar to a hip-hop artist), he finally dragged the barely conscious Hidan to the medical room.
When Hidan saw the doctor, he almost cried tears of relief.
"I swear, one day I, Hidan, will make this bastard pay a hundredfold for this humiliation!"
"I swear I won't be human if I don't kill him!"
"And those who mocked me—leave none, kill them all!"
"Ahhhhhh!"
The doctor frowned and said, "How badly did you beat him? Why is he even crying now?"
Shinsuke, feeling guilty, said, "It's my fault. I didn't realize he was so fragile. Doctor, is there any hope for him?"
The doctor shook his head, "Such severe wounds, there's no saving him. He'll have to wait... uh, for self-healing."
"But we can't just leave him like this."
"That's true. Wait here, I'll call the tailor for you."
"..."
"Oh, and make sure to put his intestines back inside. Don't leave any parts out; otherwise, it'll be hard to stitch up."
"…Understood."
The doctor left, leaving Shinsuke and Hidan staring at each other in silence.
Soon, the intestines were put back, and the tailor was called.
Don't ask why there's a tailor in the Evil God cult. Just know that the unlucky souls in the dungeon are all very versatile.
And the tailor's skill was excellent. Though initially nervous and shaky, after a bit of self-hypnosis, he sewed with a finesse that was beautiful and meticulous!
Just like practicing with pigskin in the old days!
"Alright, we're almost done."
"Nice work," Shinsuke said, giving a thumbs-up.
The tailor, smiling foolishly, said, "Could you pass me the scissors? I need to cut the thread."
"What scissors?"
"You know, the scissors for cutting things."
"I haven't seen any. Did someone take his scissors?"
"..."
The people in the room looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
Then, everyone's eyes were fixed on Hidan's freshly sewn-up abdomen...
At some point, the tailor's face had turned pale, and he was standing there trembling.
Hidan's gaze, on the other hand, began to look murderous!
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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