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Chapter 188: Orochimaru
🕑 Added 2024-10-15 12:18:22 +0000 UTCItachi observed the storage room, ensuring everything was safe and under control. There were no signs of enemy presence or disturbances from outside. This base might only be temporary, but with Kakuzu and Kisame guarding and building this place, their security and comfort were assured.
When they returned to the meeting room, Kakuzu was still immersed in his pile of money, oblivious to their presence.
"It seems we can take a break for a moment. Is there anything you want to do?" Kisame shrugged and looked at Itachi.
"No. I will prepare for the next mission." Itachi simply shook his head, his eyes remaining cold.
"Alright then, we'll just have to see what happens later." Kisame smiled widely.
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Time continued to pass. A cold morning approached, and sunlight began to filter through the cracks of Haruto's room window. Haruto slowly opened his eyes, but there was a clear tension on his face—something was troubling his thoughts. With steady yet measured steps, Haruto rose from his bed and walked toward the bathroom.
There, under the flow of cold water, Haruto contemplated the steps he would take today. Each drop of water that fell on his skin seemed to carry deeper thoughts, enveloping Haruto in the shadows of unspoken plans.
Once he finished cleaning himself, Haruto put on his clothes, his face remaining expressionless, full of mystery. He then left his room and headed to the cafeteria for breakfast.
In the cafeteria, the morning atmosphere felt calm. The aroma of toasted bread and warm soup wafted through the air, but Haruto quickly ate his meal, his thoughts not anchored to what was in front of him. After finishing, without further ado, Haruto left the City Academy.
The sky appeared gray as Haruto exited the academy gates, the morning wind rolling gently. Haruto's steps were steady toward a place only he knew. Soon, a man appeared in the distance. The man looked vague, a figure that was not unfamiliar. Haruto approached without hesitation, and before his eyes, the man transformed—from just a shadow into a clearer figure—Yakushi Kabuto.
Without a word, they walked together, both figures seemingly immersed in a silence full of meaning. Kabuto with a sly look in his eyes, and Haruto, who in the blink of an eye transformed into Orochimaru. The aura of Orochimaru now enveloped Haruto; cold, full of mystery, and intimidating.
They arrived at the Dark Market, a place filled with secrets and intrigue. The market was crowded with mysterious people wandering through the alleys filled with thin smoke and shadows.
Orochimaru and Kabuto walked straight toward a large gate, where a line of people was already snaking. They were not ordinary people; everyone there carried a dark aura, with eyes full of dark hopes.
Orochimaru approached a man who looked different from the others. The man was Reynold, someone who clearly felt intimidated when he saw Orochimaru approaching.
Reynold's face hardened for a moment before he finally forced a thin smile that seemed strained. Reynold's eyes reflected the fear he was trying to hide.
"S-sir, here is your card," Reynold said politely.
"Just give it to the Underground Gatekeeper, and they will let you in." Reynold's voice trembled slightly as he handed over two worn identification cards.
Orochimaru took the cards with his slender fingers, his eyes narrowing as he stared at them. A grin appeared on Orochimaru's lips, a smile that could send chills down anyone's spine.
"Hm, I understand..." Orochimaru replied softly, his voice sounding hoarse, full of hidden devastation.
At that moment, it was as if the world around them held its breath. Kabuto stood behind Orochimaru with a calm expression, ready for whatever would happen in the darkness waiting beyond that gate.
