I want to dedicate the ninja world to the evil god

Chapter 15 The Real Ninja World

Kikuchi Miura's face was gloomy, as if he wanted to say something else, but Hidan's nose moved, and his face suddenly became excited: "Huh? I seem to smell the smell of fried pork chops!"

After that, he ignored Kikuchi Miura's ugly expression and rushed directly in the direction of the smell.

Si Mu followed them and took a look. Sure enough, a small town appeared in front of them. He followed it without hesitation.

"Miura-sama, we"

The two cultists asked hesitantly.

After all, the person in front of him is the leader's most trusted subordinate, and he was also the former second-in-command of the Evil God Cult.

On the other side are Hidan and Simu, the so-called Sons of God, both of whom are quick to cut off their heads.

Neither of them wanted to offend if they could help it.

Miura Kikuchi looked at Hidan and Simu leaving, clenched his fist tightly, and said coldly: "Hmph, just follow them."

Arriving in the town, Hidan immediately found a tonkatsu restaurant and started feasting on it.

Simu sat next to Hidan and started eating without any ceremony.

Both of them had an astonishing appetite, and in a short while they had more than twenty plates stacked on the table.

"Ah~~It's really good!"

Hidan leaned on the chair and rubbed his belly comfortably.

He glanced sideways at Simu, and seeing the latter's expressionless expression, he said, "Bastard Si Mu, is your belly a bottomless pit?"

Si Mu casually picked his teeth with a toothpick and said calmly: "It's just that your belly is too small. How can you serve Lord Evil God better if you don't eat more?"

In fact, Si Mu's digestive system is different from ordinary people. No matter how much food he eats, it will only be quickly converted into energy to supply the whole body.

Not to mention more than 20 plates of fried pork cutlets, even if there are another hundred plates, I can still eat them all.

It's just not necessary.

Seeing that the two people had eaten and drank enough, a middle-aged bald man came over.

He is the owner of this pork chop shop. He has the characteristic baldness of a middle-aged man, a tuft of beard under his nose, and a towel hanging on his shoulders. He is smiling with him and asked cautiously: "Two guests, are you satisfied?" Yet?"

It's no wonder the boss is so cautious, after all, Hidan doesn't look like a good person.

The boss is from a small family, so I'm afraid of offending him.

Hidan waved his hands and said with a smile, "I'm full! Old guy, your fried pork chops are really good."

The middle-aged boss didn't care about Hidan's disrespectful title, but forced a smile and continued: "As long as the guest likes it."

Hidan had eaten and drank enough, patted his butt and prepared to leave.

At this time, the middle-aged man hurriedly called him.

"That guest officer."

Hidan turned his head, maybe because he was in a good mood after just eating, he rarely said anything harsh.

"what happened?"

The boss rubbed his hands and said, "Well, the two guests haven't paid for their meals yet."

More than 50 portions of fried pork chops for two people was a big expense for him.

"Ok?"

Hidan scratched his head and looked at Simu suspiciously: "Um, do you still need to pay for the meal?"

Si Mu looked at the sincerity on Hidan's face and sighed in his heart.

This guy is not pretending, he really doesn’t know how to pay for food!
There was even a hint of panic on the middle-aged boss's face.

Simu glanced at Hidan: "I don't have any money on me, but Miura-senpai may have some."

Hidan's eyes lit up, he punched his palms and said, "That makes sense!" After that, he quickly walked to the door, took out a flare from his pocket and fired it directly into the sky.

Blood-red fireworks exploded in the sky. Kikuchi Miura and others in the city saw the signal flare specially used by the evil cult and quickly appeared in front of the store.

Then they saw the lazy Hidan and Simu sitting on the side, holding a water cup and drinking tea.

Hidan saw Miura Kikuchi coming and said in surprise: "Great, you are finally here. Please help me pay back the meal!"

Kikuchi Miura's expression was dull, and he asked in disbelief: "You used the Evil God Cult's emergency flare just to get me to come over and pay you for your meal?"

Hidan tilted his head: "What else?"

"crunch."

Kikuchi Miura clenched his fist tightly, and the strong force even made the bones of his hand make a friction sound.

Hidan turned a blind eye to Kikuchi Miura's expression, walked past him carelessly, and continued walking towards the city.

"Si Mu, let's go to the hot springs!"

Simu pushed up his glasses and responded: "Hot spring, it sounds good."

Seeing this, Kikuchi Miura finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"I say you two, don't go too far."

He pulled out a long knife from his windbreaker, with a trace of violence flashing in his eyes, and said in a cold tone: "When have we, the Evil God Cult, ever spent money when we eat out?"

The next second, a dazzling sword flashed, and the bald middle-aged man's head fell heavily to the ground.

Until this moment, the expression on the middle-aged shop owner's face was still one of surprise, as if he had never thought that he would die because of this incident.

Kikuchi Miura didn't even look at the middle-aged shopkeeper. It seemed that what he just killed was not a human, but a chicken.

"I don't care what the so-called Sons of God you two are. Since you are a member of the Evil God Cult, you'd better listen to me if you're outside."

Miura Kikuchi stared at the two of them with cold eyes, blood dripping gently on the ground along the blade.

Si Mu turned around, a faint cold light flashing through his lenses.He said thoughtfully: "Want to give us a kick?"

Hidan grinned and licked his lips lightly with his tongue.

"You're such a long-winded guy."

After saying that, Hidan glanced at Simu beside him and asked, "I'll kill this guy. Is that okay?"

Hearing Hidan's proactive inquiry, Simu nodded slightly with satisfaction, shrugged, and said nonchalantly: "Whatever, I don't like anyone buzzing in my ears anyway."

"That's good."

A sickly flush suddenly appeared on Hidan's face, as if he had foreseen the next scene.

"You guys."

Miura Kikuchi gritted his teeth and looked at these two guys.

Originally, he planned to scare the monkeys, intimidate these two guys, make them restrain themselves, and consolidate his position at the same time.

Unexpectedly, these two guys didn't agree with this at all. Instead, their arrogant attitude directly angered him.

"In this case, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of Lord Evil God."

The two sides were instantly tense.

As for the headless corpse on the side and the family of the tonkatsu shop owner kneeling on the ground crying, no one cared at all.

This is the ninja world.

The most authentic ninja world.

(End of this chapter)