The air around Haruki twisted and rippled violently as if a stone had been thrown into water, creating circles of black waves.
A hand tore open space, slowly appearing before the Sunagakure ninjas.
Sukuna lazily kneaded his neck, glancing at Haruki on the ground.
Sukuna’s lips curved into a smile. "Ah, how pathetic."
"Is that how he talks to , his Cursed Spirit Mother?" Haruki questioned the system.
[...Host, if you have any complaints, please express them directly to your Cursed Spirit.]
Haruki: "..."
Never mind then.
"As a father, I can’t argue with my son." Haruki cleared his throat in his mind.
"..."
"Who is he?"
"He...how did he appear?"
"Is it a Space-ti Ninjutsu?"
"..."
The Sunagakure ninjas recovered from the chilling killing intent, staring at Sukuna in shock.
"No matter."
"Kill that brat first."
The Sunagakure ninjas’ eyes revealed a sharp killing intent as they charged towards Haruki.
Pfft—
Blood splattered all over the Sunagakure ninjas. Their pupils rigidly shifted to their side.
Their companion, who had just taken a step towards Haruki, was cut into three pieces by an invisible sharp blade.
Sukuna raised an eyebrow, his tone relaxed. "Did I tell you to move?"
[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja A’s Fear Value 1000.]
[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja B’s Fear Value 1000.]
[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja C’s Fear Value 1000.]
[Ding!]
"..."
[Currently collected a total of 15000 Fear Value, activating Cursed Spirit No. 004 — Forest Incarnation, Hanami.]
[Hanami (15%)]
Haruki glanced at Sukuna and asked in his mind, "System, didn’t you say that only emotions generated towards could be collected?"
This was clearly the Sunagakure ninjas’ fear of Sukuna, right?
[Informal explanation: Host, didn’t you say Sukuna is your son? What’s his is yours.]
[Formal explanation: As the Cursed Spirit Mother, Cursed Spirits are a part of you, so emotional value generated towards a Cursed Spirit is equivalent to emotional value generated towards you.]
Haruki: "..."
He accepted the informal explanation.
Sukuna’s scarlet pupils boredly swept over all the Sunagakure ninjas. He casually raised his hand and waved it lightly.
There was no sound. There were no fancy moves.
All the Sunagakure ninjas were instantly cut into neat, smooth-edged three pieces. Bloody lines appeared on the Sunagakure ninjas’ faces. Their astonished expressions were even frozen on their faces.
Whoosh—
Blood, like spilled red paint, gushed out from countless cuts, instantly dyeing a large area red.
The ninjas’ body parts fell simultaneously like building blocks.
Sukuna lightly flicked his fingers, as if just dusting off a bit of dirt.
Haruki: "..."
He averted his gaze. But no matter where he looked, there was only blood and corpses.
Sukuna stared at Haruki and scoffed, his playful gaze fixed on Haruki.
"Too weak."
It was unclear whether he was referring to Haruki or the Sunagakure ninjas.
Sukuna’s figure disappeared before Haruki.
Haruki stroked Rika and said, "You’re still the well-behaved one."
Rika’s sweet voice entered Haruki’s ears.
"Yuta..."
"Rika likes Yuta..."
Watching Rika’s shy deanor, Haruki let out a deep sigh.
"Forget it, you go back first too."
Rika reluctantly lingered for a mont, then transford into black mist and entered the ring.
There was still a wave of emotional value to harvest, so Haruki walked over to Yushi’s side.
Yushi had only a little life left. If he didn’t use Reverse Cursed Technique soon, once that little bit of vitality was completely gone, even Reverse Cursed Technique would be useless.
Haruki placed his hand on Yushi’s chest. Green light enveloped the fatal wounds on his body.
"I will save you all."
"I will definitely save you all."
Tears dripped onto Yushi’s face.
Haruki sniffed, afraid his snot would follow. That would be too damaging to his image.
"..."
Yushi felt the drops of water falling on his face.
Why was this rain warm?
What recovered before his vision was his hearing. He heard a familiar crying sound. It was Haruki.
Was he still safe?
Yushi struggled to open his eyelids, and Haruki’s tear-stained face appeared in his vision.
It’s good that he’s alright. Yushi breathed a sigh of relief.
"I’ll save you. Don’t sleep."
Hearing his anxious shouts, Yushi curved his lips.
[Ding!]
[System detected Yushi’s Affection Value 1000.]
[Ding!]
[Your companion Cursed Spirit, Rika’s rank has increased to 58.7%.]
The wounds on Yushi’s body gradually healed. Haruki quickly rushed to the next severely injured Agakure ninja.
Yushi propped up his upper body from the ground, a wave of dizziness washing over him. Although his wounds had healed, the lost blood could not be replenished.
Yushi steadied himself, stood up, and walked towards Haruki. As soon as he took a step, he was stunned by the scene before him.
It was all blood. The blood almost ford a vast lake. Dark red blood covered the entire ground. It was like a dark red carpet had been laid out.
Body parts were mixed in the pool of blood, and the foul sll was nauseating.
What happened?
Yushi quickly noticed the overly smooth cut surfaces of the body parts.
How was this done? Who was it?
Yushi looked at Haruki.
Haruki was currently treating the injured Agakure ninjas.
"Haruki," Yushi squatted beside Haruki, his face pale and bloodless, looking frail, which was true, but his simple movents were unaffected.
He looked at Haruki and asked, "What happened? Who killed the Sunagakure ninjas?"
Haruki maintained the movents of his hands, his lowered eyelashes trembling, but he said nothing. Noticing Haruki’s unusual reaction, Yushi’s heart sank.
"Don’t be afraid."
Yushi gently comforted him, "Did you do it?"
Yushi didn’t believe Haruki could kill so many Sunagakure ninjas, but there was no one else besides Haruki.
All the ninjas of Agakure were unable to fight anymore. And now there was only Haruki.
Who else could it be besides him?
Haruki shook his head, then nodded.
Yushi didn’t understand what Haruki ant.
[Ding!]
[System detected Muteki’s Gratitude Value 2000.]
[Ding!]
[Your Curse Spirit Land God’s rank has increased to 53.6%.]
Muteki slowly regained consciousness. His gaze fixed on Haruki.
This was the second ti. Haruki had saved him a second ti.
Sothing suddenly flashed through Muteki’s mind. It was the scene he had witnessed before losing consciousness.
His pupils trembled. "Haruki, who was that ninja?"
Haruki glanced at Muteki. When Sukuna had attacked the Sunagakure ninjas, many Agakure ninjas had not yet fallen unconscious.
"He’s not a ninja." Haruki pursed his lips and said softly.
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