Naruto: I Have Cursed Spirits!

"Die!"

The Suna ninja's voice was hoarse and cracking.

The kunai in his hand viciously stabbed toward Shiratori's neck. The air in front of him suddenly warped, like a canvas wrinkled by an invisible hand.

A sticky, purple vortex appeared out of nowhere. Time seemed to stretch at that moment.

A hand slowly emerged from the center of the vortex. It was a hand covered in irregular stitching. That hand landed directly on top of the Suna ninja's head.

A shadow, or more accurately, a presence with a "shape," gradually emerged from the deep purple vortex.

He looked like a pale, thin boy, with messy, light blue-gray hair that stuck out wildly.

That face, which should have belonged to an ordinary teenage boy, was grotesquely stitched together like a centipede crawling across his skin, as if a face had been crudely sewn back together.

His pupils widened with excitement, not with any bloodthirsty malice, but with a pure, chilling, childlike wonder and joy.

"Can I kill him?"

He tilted his head innocently toward Shiratori.

"Of course. Anyone wearing that symbol on their forehead, kill them all."

Shiratori pointed to the forehead protector of the Suna ninja.

"Yay!"

The boy laughed gleefully.

[Fear detected: +5000 points]

[Energy transferred to Hanami]

[Development progress: 34%]

The Suna ninja froze. It was as if the blood in his entire body had been frozen. A terrifying pressure gripped him. He couldn't even move his eyes to see the owner of that hand.

"Ahhh… what a fascinating soul, crumbling like that…"

The boy's face lit up with the pure joy of a child discovering a new toy.

The next second, Boom, there was no earth-shattering sound, just a dull, heavy pop. Like a ripe watermelon smashed hard onto the ground by a mischievous child.

The Suna ninja's head exploded without warning.

Red and white matter, sprayed violently.

Shiratori was stunned.

"..."

He took a deep breath, thankful to Rika for strengthening his tolerance.

The boy tilted his head slightly, letting the red-and-white mess slide slowly down his cheek. He raised the blood-soaked hand that had just crushed a skull and studied it with interest.

"So fun!"

His voice trembled with excitement. His blood-covered face was lit by the sparkling glow in his pupils.

"If it's fun, go play more!"

Shiratori waved him off casually.

After all, the emotions the Suna ninjas gave off in response to that boy would also feed back to him.

He was convinced that the boy was a natural at harvesting emotional energy.

The boy gave an immensely satisfied smile.

He leapt high into the air, letting out a cheer mid-air, scanning the ruins for more targets with marked foreheads.

Ah!

Found one!

His pupils sparkled as he suddenly appeared in front of another Suna ninja: "Hi! Hello!"

The Suna ninja froze.

The boy's hand brushed past the ninja's arm.

Boom!

Explosions followed one after another.

[Fear detected]

[Multiple sources]

[Total accumulated: 6000 points]

[Energy transferred to Hanami]

[Development progress: 40%]

The fear values were so consistent that Shiratori didn't even need to think, he knew the boy had caused another horrifying spectacle.

[Killing Intent detected: +3000 points]

[Energy transferred to Sukuna]

[Development progress: 58.6%]

The system notifications appeared in his mind.

At the same time, a sharp gust of wind suddenly burst from the shadows behind him, without warning.

The target, Shiratori's back.

Boom!

A poisoned kunai struck hard against the long sword in his hand.

The kunai scraped along the blade's edge, throwing up sparks and a shrill screech of metal grinding on metal.

The Suna ninja was lean and agile, his face covered by a black mask, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, cold and snake-like.

A flash of astonishment crossed his pupils.

He hadn't expected that this brat who kept monsters could actually block his sneak attack!

The ninja reacted swiftly. With a twist of his wrist, the kunai slashed from another angle straight at Shiratori's neck.

A crisp flurry of clashing metal rang out like a sudden downpour.

The ninja's pupils shrank, every strike had been perfectly deflected by this kid!

How is this possible?!

The longer the fight dragged on, the more shaken he became. This kid's taijutsu and swordsmanship didn't resemble that of a child at all.

What was even scarier, he was learning during the fight!

His sword was getting faster and faster, so fast the ninja could hardly follow.

If this continued, the kid's close-combat skills would only keep improving. Realizing this, he suddenly leapt backward to put distance between them and formed hand seals in a flash.

Chakra gathered furiously in his mouth, and the air around him instantly became dry and scorching.

He had to kill this kid here and now.

He absolutely could not let this monster from Ame grow any further.

[Killing Intent detected: +3000 points]

[Energy transferred to Sukuna]

[Development progress: 58.9%]

"Fire Release: Flame Bullet!"

A scorching, massive orange-red fireball tore through the air with a roar, warping everything around it with heat as it shot toward Shiratori. Before the fireball even reached him, the blazing heatwaves already distorted the space in front of him.

In a flash, Shiratori sheathed his sword and rapidly formed hand seals:

"Water Release: Great Waterfall!"

A surge of water burst up beneath his feet.

A great wave, like a waterfall crashing down from the heavens, surged up in front of him.

Boom!

The fireball collided with the waterfall. Thick white steam instantly engulfed both him and the Suna ninja.

The ninja's silhouette moved swiftly within the fog. He rushed toward the still figure standing motionless in the mist.

A trace of mockery glinted in his eyes.

So what if you're a genius?

The difference in battle experience isn't something talent alone can overcome!

In the blink of an eye, he reached Shiratori.

Murderous light flared in his eyes.

He raised the kunai high and stabbed toward Shiratori's neck. But suddenly, his vision blurred, and a visible wave of bone-white cold air blew from Shiratori's mouth.

It was as if even the air had frozen.

A thin layer of frost instantly formed over the kunai in the ninja's hand.

The frost spread quickly, crawling from the kunai to his hand, then from his hand to his face.

His eyes widened in horror as he stared at Shiratori.

[Hatred detected: +3000 points]

[Energy transferred to Mahito]

[Development progress: 26%]

The frost covered his eyes. His blood froze, and his heart gradually stopped beating. The mist was soon swept away by the desert wind, revealing a scene of utter chaos as Shiratori turned around.

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