Naruto: Random Flying Thunder God Technique? Intercepting the Dark-Dark Fruit

Only then did Mikoto realize that it was a carefully wrapped bouquet of flowers.

Her thin, cicada-wing-like lips parted slightly, her heart filled with sweetness, as she held the bouquet in her arms.

"Pink tulips and white lisianthus..."

She murmured softly, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears.

"Xiao Jun, could you move your ear a little closer?"

Mikoto suddenly said softly.

Shiranui Sho paused slightly, then subconsciously turned her ear to listen to her words.

At that moment, Mikoto leaned forward and whispered, "I really like the flowers Xiao-kun gave me~"

Their cheeks were close together.

Chapter 46 Onmyoji? Karakura Town!

As night fell, Shiranui Sou leisurely strolled home.

The cool evening breeze didn't seem to be able to completely dispel the heat from his ears.

Even after leaving Mikoto's house and walking for more than ten minutes toward his own home, his heart seemed to still be there.

As soon as my mind went blank, I subconsciously recalled the sensation I had felt just moments before.

Unfortunately, before he could react, Mikoto smiled and took a step back, also looking away from him.

A sneak attack! How despicable!

Shiranui Sō lamented the decline of human nature.

After glancing at the crescent moon hanging high overhead, Shiranui Sou stopped her stroll and decided to activate the Flying Thunder God Technique to return.

Taking a walk is just for enjoying life; when it's time to go home, I still have to watch Flying Thunder God.

However, just as the Flying Thunder God Technique was activated, and black light flashed and space blurred, that strange feeling he hadn't felt for many days suddenly surged up in his heart again.

"...So suddenly?"

Shiranui Sho gasped.

The next second, the black light enveloped him completely, and he disappeared from the spot, as if he had turned into the night.

……

A black light flashed, and the scene before my eyes changed.

When Shiranui Sho finally felt her feet firmly on the ground again, the scene before her was completely different from before.

The buildings and streets in the Konoha style have disappeared, replaced by a simple and rustic town.

Shiranui Sho scanned the surroundings, attempting to analyze the general information about the world she was in this time.

There were no electric lights along the roadside, and oil lamps were placed in the shops along the street.

In terms of development, this world is clearly lagging behind the ninja world.

Looking at the hurried pedestrians, their clothing was the same as that of ordinary people in the ninja world, suggesting that there was little cultural difference.

Furthermore, he could tell that everyone on the street was an ordinary person with no power to restrain a chicken, and there was no supernatural power among them.

As a result, he was temporarily unable to determine which specific world this was.

Of course, making further judgments is not difficult.

If it is a different world from his memory, then some famous place names or well-known figures can serve as key elements for identification.

"In any case, let's gather intelligence on this world first..."

Shiranui Sho's thoughts were interrupted, and she looked behind her with a sharp gaze, while simultaneously dodging to the side of the road.

The sound of galloping hooves came from behind, kicking up a trail of dust.

A carriage sped past him.

The driver was riding a strong, brown horse, and the rear carriage window was blown open by the wind.

A man with a brown mustache and wearing a hunting robe and a black hat appeared at the window.

Seeing someone staring at him from the roadside, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at Shiranui Xiao, his gaze full of arrogance and disdain.

As the sound of horses' hooves faded into the distance, only the dust kicked up by the carriage slowly settled.

As Shiranui Xiao recalled the man's attire, a name instantly came to mind.

"Onmyoji..."

He was familiar with the other person's attire.

The profession of Onmyoji also exists in the ninja world, but like samurai, it is a profession whose living space is squeezed out by ninjas.

Although there were some differences in the details, the person's attire just now was undoubtedly that of an Onmyoji.

In the eyes of ninjas, most Onmyoji are nothing more than weak, pretentious charlatans.

But different worlds cannot be viewed with the same prejudices.

Just as there are no real monsters in the ninja world, sightings of monsters are often illusions or the work of some special kind of creature.

In some worlds, there are indeed beings called "monsters".

"It would be interesting if the world were dominated by Onmyoji."

Shiranui Sho stroked her chin thoughtfully.

When the words "Onmyoji" are mentioned, several classic works unconsciously come to mind.

Tokyo Darks, Nurarihyon no Mago, Inuyasha...

The worlds of ninjas and the sea are also possible places where people can freely express their desires.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the Onmyoji just now was just making a show of mystery, like the Onmyoji in the ninja world.

After a moment's hesitation, Shiranui Sou didn't linger and quickly chased after the carriage in the direction it had gone.

Before long, the carriage reappeared in his field of vision.

In front of a mansion that was more magnificent than the surrounding buildings, the coachman maneuvered the carriage to a stop by the roadside.

A bearded man dressed as an Onmyoji stepped down from the carriage with the help of his attendants, then flicked his sleeves and strode into the mansion.

"The famous master's mansion..."

Looking at the words on the plaque of the mansion, Shiranui Sou was slightly taken aback.

If he hadn't actually sensed that he was in another world, he would have thought he had simply been transported to a town in a country in the ninja world.

The samurai guarding the mansion bowed with reverence, and after the Onmyoji entered, they stood solemnly like statues.

Shiranui Sho glanced around and finally chose a corner. With chakra gathering in her feet, she walked as if on flat ground onto the wall of the lord's mansion.

……

Inside the mansion of the famous master.

The moment the Onmyoji stepped in with a calm and composed gait, he was greeted with a warm welcome.

A middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes with black hair forced a smile as he approached, his face looking slightly stiff.

The bearded onmyoji showed little respect for the middle-aged man, speaking in a flat tone, "So you're the master of this place?"

"Yes, Lord Inoue!"

The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his face.

The title sounds impressive, but in reality, he's just a village chief or town mayor.

The person before him, however, was an Onmyoji who was directly loyal to the daimyo, and whose status and identity were higher than his.

Noticing that the Onmyoji looked rather impatient, he clapped his hands lightly.

The servants, who had been waiting nearby, understood and presented the gifts prepared by the master.

"This is just a small gift, nothing more!"

"Yes, that's thoughtful of you."

The Onmyoji's expression softened slightly upon glancing at the heavy package.

Accompanied by the master, he walked into the hall and sat down. After taking a sip of tea, he asked casually.

"Speak, why did you invite me to Karakura Town?"

In a shadowy spot outside the hall, Shiranui Sho stood with her back against the wall, her ears twitching.

Karakura Town...

The name sounds familiar.

Before he could think it through, the conversation in the hall once again caught his attention.

"That's right, sir."

The owner breathed a sigh of relief. Since the other party had taken the initiative to ask, it proved that they would help handle the following matters.

As for the benefits that the Onmyoji Master receives for doing his work, it's nothing more than the pain of bleeding a little.

The money spent can soon be plundered from other commoners.

But there's nothing we can do about it. Let the people suffer, and I'll take the blame!

“Recently, there have been rumors in Karakura Town that a yokai is causing trouble. I sent people to check, and indeed, many people have died violently, and even the houses seem to have been destroyed by wild beasts.”

"monster?"

The Yin-Yang Master frowned and said, "Could it be that a ferocious beast from the mountains came down and committed some evil deed?"

“There have been some eyewitnesses around here, but they all say they didn’t see anything. The signs of damage seem to have just appeared out of thin air,” the owner said worriedly.

"This matter, I..."

The Onmyoji cleared his throat and was about to speak when he suddenly froze, standing there in a daze.

He slowly turned his head to look at the entrance of the hall, and a vague outline, seemingly tangible yet intangible, appeared in his field of vision.

"My lord, my lord?"

When the master saw that the Onmyoji was ignoring him, he called out softly.

However, the Onmyoji was no longer in the mood to heed his call.

He tried his best to mobilize spiritual power using the techniques of an Onmyoji, and the blurry outline in his vision became more and more solid. He could vaguely see that the huge creature had opened its bloody maw!

Chapter 47 Hollow! The World of Bleach!

"Get out of the way!!"

The Onmyoji was no longer the aloof and composed person he had been just moments before.

With eyes blazing with fury, he braced himself against the table where the tea set was placed, then stood up and dodged to the side.

Out of a sense of responsibility to get paid and do the job, he didn't forget to loudly remind the owner before dodging away.

The middle-aged man, who was the owner of the property, subconsciously felt something was wrong, but there was nothing unusual in his field of vision.

Such a contrast left his mind blank for a moment.

In the next instant, a tremendous force, like a mountain collapsing, came crashing down on him, squeezing and distorting his still somewhat bewildered face.

puff--

With a loud thud of flesh and blood exploding, the master's body, along with the table beside him and the wooden chair beneath him, was pressed firmly against the wall behind him, and a large amount of blood stained the bluestone floor red.

"what!?"

Outside the hall, the sudden commotion caused Shiranui Sou's pupils to shrink, and her figure quickly moved along the wall to the main entrance of the hall.

His dark eyes swept across the room, instantly taking in the situation inside.

The master was suddenly thrown away and killed by an unknown force.

There is a large dent in the center of the hall, as if it had been hit by a car.