Chapter 67: Orochimaru Delivered Right to the Door!
In the brightly lit isolated interrogation room.
At this moment, Uzuki Yūgure was curled up in the corner, looking extremely frail.
Although female shinobi had already come to clean her up and change her into clean, comfortable clothes.
They had even brought her food.
In appearance, this treatment hardly resembled that of a prisoner.
But up until now, Yūgure's mind was still completely dazed.
Last night's "interrogation" and torment had pushed her to the brink of death.
Every detail was still vividly clear in her memory, as intense as if it had just happened moments ago.
Even the sensation felt so real.
A normal person probably would have broken long ago…
But fortunately, she hadn't revealed even half a word to the enemy.
At this moment, hearing the sound of the door opening, Yūgure's entire body trembled slightly. When she opened her eyes, she saw that familiar figure walking in from outside.
Her pupils flickered—that was the light of fear.
Sure enough, she soon saw the deadly, enormous "torture instrument" that had nearly killed her growing larger and larger in her field of vision.
She lifted her head and saw Oborotsuki's half-smiling, half-cruel expression. Her body involuntarily trembled again.
The light was quickly blocked by the tall figure.
…
When Oborotsuki walked out of the prison expressionlessly, it was already late morning.
The reason he felt so disappointed was that once again, he hadn't received any system reward.
"Is Yūgure's mouth really that tough…?"
"I never noticed before!"
Oborotsuki thought to himself as he walked home along the familiar path.
At this moment, another thought crossed his mind.
He couldn't hang himself on a single tree, right?
The women at home were either already pregnant or on the way.
But the ninja world still had plenty of options.
For example, Tsunade, Uchiha Mikoto, and so on.
"Tsunade's whereabouts are unknown for now. Mikoto… I could find a chance to try…"
As he was thinking this, Oborotsuki suddenly sensed a very faint chakra signature appearing outside the village.
This chakra was extremely familiar. His heart stirred.
"No need to search far and wide—trouble comes right to the door…"
"I never expected you to deliver yourself."
Sensing this utterly familiar chakra, the corners of Oborotsuki's mouth slowly curved upward. Then, in a flash, he vanished from the spot.
…
Orochimaru wore a wide-brimmed hat.
But his pale face, the earrings, and those snake-like pupils that always gleamed with profound wisdom and a chilling light made him instantly recognizable to anyone who knew him.
At this moment, he was walking alone through a quiet forest, steadily approaching Kirigakure.
But after only a few steps, Orochimaru suddenly stopped.
His sharp, snake-like eyes flicked backward. Without hesitation, he immediately attacked.
But before the kunai could even fully appear in his hand, Oborotsuki—who was standing on a tree branch—spoke calmly:
"You want to attack me? Orochimaru?"
"It's you?"
Orochimaru, who had turned to launch his attack, finally saw clearly who his opponent was.
A hint of surprise appeared on his face, followed by a sinister, charming smile.
"I heard you betrayed the organization. The Leader is currently issuing orders for your and Konan's pursuit."
"But rest assured—I'm not here to deal with you."
Orochimaru put away his kunai, folded his arms, and smiled leisurely.
"That's exactly why you're still alive, Orochimaru."
Oborotsuki also gave a playful smile.
Hearing this, Orochimaru's smile faded. He looked at Oborotsuki on the tree branch with suspicion and uncertainty.
"Cut the nonsense. What are you doing here?"
Oborotsuki stared at him and asked directly.
"Hehe…"
"To be honest, I've also left Akatsuki."
"I'm currently traveling the world, looking for interesting things."
Orochimaru didn't hide anything and chose to speak truthfully.
But he wasn't doing this out of trust in Oborotsuki or to curry favor. Deep in his snake-like eyes gleamed a cunning light.
It was obvious—he was plotting something.
"Then have you found what you're looking for?"
Oborotsuki leaped down from the tree and reached into his robes.
Seeing this motion, Orochimaru instinctively took half a step back, his expression turning vigilant.
He had fought Pain's Deva Path before.
He knew very well how powerful that man was.
But he had heard that Oborotsuki had escaped unscathed from the Six Paths of Pain with Konan.
Clearly, this kid's strength was far beyond what his age suggested!
"Kirigakure isn't quite what I imagined."
"It seems… peace has already returned here… hehe."
Orochimaru responded with a different topic while keeping his sharp gaze fixed on Oborotsuki's hand inside his robes.
From his words, it was clear he had come to Kirigakure attracted by its reputation as the "Bloody Mist Village."
Given this guy's habit of using living people for experiments,
It was obvious—he had come here looking for experimental subjects.
Of course, there was another possibility…
Oborotsuki had no intention of delving deeper into this guy's motives, because he had come to Orochimaru for something much more important.
At this moment, Oborotsuki casually pulled out the Reaper Mask.
"I need your help with something, Orochimaru."
"You recognize this, right?"
Oborotsuki held up the Reaper Mask and waved it in front of Orochimaru.
Sure enough, Orochimaru's expression changed slightly upon seeing the mask:
"This is… the Reaper Mask?"
"How do you have such a thing?"
Orochimaru looked up at Oborotsuki in surprise and suspicion.
"That doesn't matter. The help I need from you is this: use this thing, summon the Reaper to possess your body, then cut open the Reaper's stomach and release the souls sealed inside."
Oborotsuki got straight to the point and stated his purpose.
Hearing this, Orochimaru became even more shocked. His eyes flickered:
"It seems… you know quite a lot…"
The Reaper Mask belonged to the Uzumaki clan.
Ordinary people wouldn't know its function.
Yet not only did Oborotsuki possess the Uzumaki clan's Reaper Mask—he even knew exactly how to use it.
This naturally surprised Orochimaru greatly.
"But… hehe."
"Since you know the use of the Reaper Mask, you should also understand, Oborotsuki."
"If I summon the Reaper to possess my body in that way, I—as the user—will also die."
"Why do you think I would help you?"
Orochimaru recovered from his shock and gave a sinister smile.
Oborotsuki, hearing his counter-question, once again revealed a meaningful smile:
"Orochimaru, your spiritual power is currently very weak."
"If I'm not mistaken, that's due to soul damage, right?"
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