I Want to Hear Men's Stories

Chapter 14 I Want to Hear Men's Stories

"Earth Release: Earthquake Core!"

A Rain Ninja quickly clasped his hands together, forming a hand seal, and slammed his palms onto the ground. A stream of chakra swiftly flowed from the ground towards Uehara Naraku's direction.

This is a ninjutsu that can alter the terrain!

"Um?"

Before Uehara Naraku could react, he felt his feet sink and he lost his footing, falling into a large square pit.

However, the pit created by the Rain Ninja using the Earthquake Core Technique was rather narrow, and Uehara Naraku could even reach the rock walls on both sides with just his hand.

Seeing their comrade's ninjutsu work almost seamlessly, the Rain Ninja nearby simultaneously formed hand seals and released their own ninjutsu: "Water Release: Water Wave!"

Three streams of water gushed from their mouths, quickly converging into a long river that surged toward the square crater where Uehara Naraku had fallen!

Uehara Naraku stepped into the pit, using his aerial technique to stand in the air. After easily avoiding the waves on the ground, he clapped his hands lightly: "You guys worked really well together. I almost got buried in there..."

"..."

His applause was undoubtedly an insult to the Rain Ninja!

Hattori Hirakawa, who was in the lead, didn't care at all. He just kept his hands together and formed his own hand seals, forcing himself to make the seals faster!

Faster!

Because the ninjutsu he's using now requires a lot of hand seals, it might even be the jutsu that requires the most hand seals in the ninja world.

He wanted to use the Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique.

After all, his companions had created such a favorable environment for Water Release ninjutsu, so of course he had to use this powerful Water Release ninjutsu!

Hattori Hirakawa wanted to ask the Second Hokage of Konoha why he invented such a complicated Water Release ninjutsu that required 44 hand seals!

Uehara Naraku stood in the air, scanning the crowd on the ground. His gaze slowly settled on Hattori Hirakawa, who was frantically forming hand seals: "Hey, you have to form so many hand seals to release a single ninjutsu? Are you even a proper ninja?"

"..."

The Rain Ninjas were all filled with questions.

Hattori Hirakawa ignored Uehara's provocation and continued to form the hand seals for the Water Dragon Bullet Technique. He would complete the technique in six more seconds and form eighteen more hand seals.

Uehara Naraku frowned, watching the ninja intently forming hand seals, and flung out the chakra puppet sphere he had just condensed: "Command... Shockwave!"

With so many handprints, could they be some kind of strange forbidden technique?

For safety's sake, just interrupt him!

The tiny chakra puppet landed at the feet of a group of Rain Ninja and suddenly began to spin, even distorting the space around them...

A group of Rain Ninjas were pulled together by the distorted space, stumbling and bumping into each other, each experiencing a wave of dizziness.

Hattori Hirakawa, the Amegakure Jonin whose hand seals were interrupted, cursed Konoha's Second Hokage inwardly. Why couldn't that guy improve the hand seals when he invented the ninjutsu?

Even if he could form three hand seals per second, it would still take him about fifteen seconds!

Uehara Naraku stepped on Hattori Hirakawa, snatched the ninja sword from his body, and plunged it into his side, saying softly, "Want to make a bet with me?"

"Pooh!"

Hattori Hirakawa opened his mouth and was about to spit out a mouthful of blood!

Uehara Naraku dodged the blood and spittle, and couldn't help but chuckle at him: "This world is bad enough as it is, with your temper so volatile, how can you possibly survive?"

"..."

Hattori Hirakawa gritted his teeth for a moment, then suddenly said, "You brat, you don't act like your age at all!"

Uehara Naraku shrugged, saying helplessly, "Isn't it because you guys have done so much evil in the Land of Rain that I had to mature early?"

"..."

Hattori Hirakawa paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Everything we are doing now is to make Amegakure and the Land of Rain greater. The suffering of a few is merely a necessary price to pay!"

"Alright, I'm not interested in your dreams."

Uehara Naraku pointed to the four Rain Ninja beside him: "Let's talk about what's right in front of us! Which of you are Chunin?"

The four Rain Ninjas exchanged glances.

Uehara Naraku instantly discerned from their gazes that the two ninjas who were receiving the most attention must be the Chunin Captains.

Two cards suddenly shot out from between Uehara's fingers and struck the chests of two Chunin captains, causing blood to flow from their hearts!

Hattori Hirakawa, who was being trampled underfoot, witnessed this scene and felt only powerlessness and hatred. He immediately cursed, "Bastard! I will definitely kill you!"

He had only four ninja squads under his command. Three of them were standard squads consisting of a Chunin captain and a Genin member, while the other squad consisted of three Chunin directly under his command.

The two men Uehara Naraku just killed were his two direct subordinates who had fought alongside him for over a decade and were teammates he could entrust with his life!

"Don't be in such a hurry to die!"

Uehara Naraku pressed Hattori Hirakawa down with his foot, pointed at the remaining two Rain Ninja, and asked, "Many more comrades will go to the Underworld to accompany them in the future. We're talking about these two remaining Genin... Hey, wanna make a bet with me?"

"What kind of bet?"

Hattori Hirakawa's face was icy cold.

Uehara Naraku seemed quite interested and said softly, "Tell me a story that will make me happy, and I'll let you go, how about it?"

This bet sounds incredibly bizarre.

What does it mean to tell him a joke that makes him happy? What exactly are his standards for happiness?

Hattori Hirakawa's mind went blank for a moment. His thoughts weren't about resisting, but rather what kind of stories this teenager liked to hear.

Hattori Hirakawa was silent for a moment, then looked at Uehara with a puzzled expression: "I have indeed encountered a lot of things, but... at least you should tell me what kind of stories you like, right?"

"If I tell you, this bet loses its meaning, so I pray that the story you tell will make me happy, so that those two low-ranking ninjas and yourself can be saved..."

As Uehara Naraku spoke, he crouched down slightly, his voice gradually turning chillingly cold: "If your story doesn't satisfy me... then pray that your deaths will be at least somewhat normal!"

"..."

Hattori Hirakawa's face was extremely grim. He glanced at the two trembling genin, lowered his head, and said in a deep voice, "Do you really intend to keep your promise and not humiliate me?"

"Of course not."

Uehara Naraku nodded, then suddenly said, "By the way, you're not a Chunin, are you? If you are, we don't need to go through the formalities; I'll just send you straight to the Underworld..."

Unsure of Uehara Naraku's feelings, Hattori Hirakawa quickly said, "No, I am a Jonin from the village."

"Oh, then I'll deposit your life with them for now."

Uehara Naraku was very pleased that Hattori Hirakawa was a Jonin, and clapped his hands, saying, "Then, please tell me some romantic stories about men, Jonin-sama!"

"..."

Hattori Hirakawa nodded numbly, his mind racing.

Why would they encounter such a lunatic?

(End of this chapter)