People in Naruto, I'm Aizen

Chapter 89 Hatake Sakumo (first update!)

"Actually, I prefer fried rice to ramen."

"What the hell are you talking about-"

"That is to say, I don't really like ramen. I prefer fried rice to ramen."

Looking at the splashing blood and half of the body, he said casually as he looked at the broken limbs and broken arms in the rain curtain, just like chatting at home.

There is no smell of rust, and the body that was shattered in the rainstorm turned back in time in the blink of an eye, and once again reorganized into its original appearance, wearing a white feather fabric.

But before any movement could be made, countless invisible sharp blades cut through the raindrops, and instantly passed through the rain curtain, splitting Uchiha Mirror's tall body into pieces, and exploded in all directions.

And Hatake Sakumo leaned against the porch pillar, resting his palm on the handle of the knife with an indifferent expression on his face, frowning as if he was distressed.

"Don't you think the ramen here is very troublesome to eat? There are always people teaching you the correct way to eat ramen, what to put on the plate, what to stir, how to use soy sauce, etc. There are a lot of rules, right?

?”

Several white lines appeared silently in the rain curtain, and Uchiha Mirror's body exploded and shattered again, becoming one again in time.

Under Hatake Sakumo's merciless dragging, he saw a room full of information and annotations.

"The Uchiha family was also a ramen fan at first, but now they seem to have gradually realized the beauty of fried rice and started to gradually move closer to fried rice. But this is not particularly good news for me. After all, fried rice,

It’s better to eat alone, right? It’s very troublesome to think about sharing fried rice among a group of people.”

"Is it very distressing? By the way, let me tell you, this is not my own merit at all, it is just the ability of the Zanpakutō. My Zanpakutō is always free. A very well-behaved child, right? Just like Kakashi.

excellent."

Putting his palm on the hilt of the sword, Hatake Sakumo looked at the shapeless man in the rain and grinned.

"you--"

"What!"

"What's wrong? Don't you want to attack? Where has the Uchiha family's confidence gone?"

And with a trace back like weird snowflakes, those colorful fragments were reorganized into the appearance of the Uchiha mirror, and then were crushed into mud in the next moment. Only intermittent sounds were fragmented in the heavy rain.

came.

It was as if an invisible barrier had separated the rain curtain from him, and an invisible spherical shield slowly wrapped his body. Without a drop of rain on his body, he walked straight to the Uchiha mirror.

He leaned down and looked at this descendant of the Uchiha family who thought highly of himself.

Looking at the Uchiha Mirror, which had almost lost its human shape due to the cutting of the invisible sharp blade in the heavy rain, the decadent middle-aged man smiled and took out a small wine bottle from his arms.

Because he believed in the words of the village and believed that his actions could prove his innocence, he finally made his son bear an unimaginable burden. This was something that Hatake Sakumo could not face for the rest of his life.

It's just that Uchiha Kage's face is getting paler and paler. Even if he wants to say something, the white thin line quietly emerging in the rain will directly cut his throat.

This is the thing he hates the most and the thing he can't face the most.

He believed in Konoha's will of fire and the words of the Nidaime. He knew that his family had no big problems but loyally defended the Nidaime's theory about the curse on the clan. He even set an example and practiced it. He never doubted anything.

What is wrong with his will and the cursed remarks? For him, since he is a cursed family, he must wash away the curse.

"Talking about——"

One second, it only takes one second for him to return to his original appearance. And it doesn't even take one second for him to expand his power. But in this five seconds, he keeps repeating

Cycle through one's own death and rebirth.

Looking at the Uchiha Mirror, which had gradually lost its human shape in the hazy phantom, the decadent middle-aged man laughed and scratched his scalp in embarrassment.

"in the end--"

He may have no guilt for everyone and use death to face the accusations of the village, but he will never be able to face his own son. Therefore, Uchiha Kaoru's behavior really completely destroyed the old man Hatake Sakumo.

Xianyu was angry.

Countless blood and fragmented hands were constantly circulating and broken in this small space of less than one cubic meter, and then filled together again.

This is a matter of course for most ninjas in Konoha. But for Hatake Sakumo, who died once, this is not fundamentally different from adding salt to his wounds.

Such inexplicable stimulation also caused Uchiha Mirror, who briefly fainted protectively due to severe pain, to slowly open his eyes.

"You are really unlucky, Uchiha Mirror. Although you have such an ability to be almost immortal, you are unlucky to meet a guy like me who can be said to be your nemesis."

And the man who was judging his fate just like Aizen was leaning on the porch with a decadent look on his face, listening to the sound of the rainstorm, and sighed:

"On the contrary, fried rice is very good. No one will teach you about fried rice. Just order some side dishes and just eat fried rice and it will be a wonderful meal. I personally like fried rice very much. After all, I don't like too many rules.

things, and that’s what we do.”

But because the vocal cords and throat had been cut open countless times, no one even noticed this brutal torture in the heavy rain. Only the decadent middle-aged man looked at the flesh and blood that was kneeling on the ground and was being dismembered and broken.

I drank happily while facing the falling rain.

After a while, looking at the Uchiha mirror that had no movement on the ground, Hatake Sakumo looked at the remaining wine bottle and shook his head with some regret.

"You guy-"

The mouth is exposed to air.

"Compared to a life bound by rules, a life bound by all kinds of hatred and prejudice, recently I feel as if I have realized that the most important thing for me is a good life. Don't you think so?"

Without pretending that he had drawn his sword to kill, he took out a somewhat worn small wine glass from his arms, sat under the rain cover, looked at the broken human figure, poured a small glass of wine, and drank while watching

The captain of the 6th Division was dismembered in front of his own abilities.

"But you threatened me, threatened me with my son. I lost him once, and I never, ever, want to lose him a second time. So, I will take you to Aizen. In the name of a loser

identity."

"First Interpretation, Broken Dream. After liberation, it will turn into an invisible blade that circulates around me at super high speed. The speed is probably as fast as when I was at my peak. Although it is not as fast as I am now, it has an ability that I envy very much.

He can ignore any defensive means and cut into pieces and kill all enemies within ten meters around me from a spatial perspective."

"Because it's an infinite liberation type, my manipulation of him basically doesn't require any thought or consumption. I can spend a whole day here with you."

When they came to a corner of the shadow, black sludge began to fall from the bodies of the two people. As the black material was immersed in the shadow, the two figures merged into the shadow silently, blinking in the blink of an eye.

Soon we arrived at another area.

From the head, limbs, body, from the internal organs to the bones, from the vagus nerve to the blood vessels, almost every place that could be penetrated and divided was cut and chopped by invisible sharp blades in the rain. As the nerves began to

The grinding, the pain that almost penetrated into the soul began to make Uchiha Kage almost cry out like crazy.

"What did you say? Well, I didn't plan to say anything. It's just that in the face of a villain who wants to do something to my son, wouldn't it be too easy to just kill him?"

The lips were minced.

Crouching next to the unconscious Uchiha Kagami, Hatake Sakumo dragged Uchiha Kagami's hair and walked in a certain direction like dragging a dead dog.

The vocal cords were cut and minced.

Oh, yes, the ability to explain is the rule of our battle. After all, we have to provide information to Aizen.

Looking at the Uchiha mirror lying on the cold stone bricks of the street, panting like a wild dog on the verge of death, and whose pupils gradually began to expand, the white-haired man shook his head and walked straight away

Arrived in the rain.

The throat was shredded by fine threads.

"Although I can't raise my hand to summon the gravity torrent and start bombarding like that guy Aizen, but within the coverage of my ability, at least one mosquito is evenly divided into seventeen pieces, and there is no big problem.

The speed and frequency of the blade are about 21 times per second, and the flying speed is 400 meters per second, which is 20 cycles back and forth. And I have ten invisible sharp blades like this."

Looking at the weird and twisted scene, listening to the intertwined and broken words, as if he was regretful, Hatake Sakumo shook his head, squinting at the Uchiha mirror in front of him, as tired as a half-moon.

A frightening cold light flashed in his eyes.

As if it had become a giant human specimen, the Uchiha mirror in the heavy rain repeated the cycle of cutting and restoring.

"Actually, I don't plan to do anything to you. If you don't mention my son, I will take you directly to Aizen."

And in the center of the light, a figure he would never forget in his life, wearing a white feather fabric, was sitting on a chair writing something. Looking at the Uchiha mirror being dragged in, he pushed the bridge of his nose.

His eyes showed a gentle smile.

"Ah, Mr. Jing. I thought you wouldn't attend this banquet."

"..."

Uchiha Kagami, who was dragged in like a dead dog, looked at Aizen who was calmly reading the report in the light. After all, he couldn't bear the exhaustion of his mental energy and fainted with a roll of his eyes.

(End of chapter)