Forced to sell misery

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"From today on, I will work with you as a team,"

Behind him, footsteps sounded, and a person stopped beside Jing Ye.

"I am Hoshigaki Kisame, one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist Village. Please take care of me from now on."

Does he have some bad fate with Kirigakure? His partners are all Kirigakure ninjas with sharp shark teeth.

Jing Ye looked at the tall reflection of his new partner next to his reflection on the water and was silent for a moment.

But he was very familiar with this person, Hoshigaki Kisame, the "Nan" in the serious "Zhunan" combination in the original work, and Itachi's official partner.

but……

After staring at the shark face in front of him for a while, Jing Ye asked hesitantly, "Can you... make grilled fish?"

"..." Kisame was choked for a moment.

Although Mr. Madara told him that Uchiha Kagamiya might be difficult to deal with, but... this difficulty might not be the same as what he understood - the Uchiha in front of him was just an unreasonable and willful brat no matter how he looked at it.

"So, where is your original partner?" He was not very clear about the exact time when Kisame joined Akatsuki, it seemed that he joined earlier than him. Jing Ye was a little curious, "How did you get along?"

"Partners?" Kisame opened his mouth and made a half-smile, "They are all dead, and I killed them all."

"Okay." Jing Ye didn't know what to say for a moment.

In the original memory, Hoshigaki Kisame was always struggling with the problem of fratricide. When he was in Kirigakure, he was a useful weapon of the Anbu, and he was assigned some cruel tasks such as killing his companions.

So the poor child got lost, and began to doubt himself, his life, his superiors, and Kirigakure... In the end, he killed his superior, Xiguashan Pufferfish, and took away Samehada, one of the Seven Ninja Swords. He also wanted to kill the Mizukage, but was fooled by Obito, who controlled the Fourth Mizukage, Karotachi Yagura and pretended to be Uchiha Madara...

"Why, you can't stand this kind of thing?" Kisame asked with interest.

"It doesn't matter," Jing Ye sighed and said frankly, "After all, I have never had a proper partner."

"I heard that Biwa Juzang and you got along well, but it's a pity that he died."

"Yeah, it's a pity that he died..." Jing Ye sighed, "So will you grill some fish for me?"

"That's really strange. For you, the meaning of Biwa Juzo's existence is to grill fish for you to eat?"

"..."

No, it was only because he grilled fish for me that I reluctantly agreed to the chatterbox.

But can such a reason be given?

So Jing Ye could only remain silent.

"What a heartless brat you are." When he acquiesced, Kisame said sarcastically.

"..."

So why?

Recalling the original work, whether it was Biwa Juzo or Hoshigaki Kisame, they could clearly get along well with Itachi, so why couldn't he?

Jing Ye was simply confused.

"But we are probably the same, which is why I chose to team up with you."

Holding the big sword Samehada horizontally beside Jing Ye, Kisame said threateningly, "From today on, you and I are partners of Akatsuki. Please stay alert and beware of me."

"Each each other."

Don't think he doesn't know that this guy was sent by that bastard Obito to monitor him, Jing Ye rolled his eyes silently.

"Well, let's just live in peace and happiness," Kisame said meaningfully after putting away his sword, "Pray that the other party will not become our final opponent."

"Anyone who has killed his companions is destined to have a bad end. Be prepared." After hesitating for a moment, Jing Ye still told Kisame the words that Itachi said to him in the original work.

Because I think it is very important.

He likes and admires Kisame.

Recalling the original work, Itachi's influence on Kisame was profound.

Now Itachi won't tell Kisame these words, so let him convey them.

"That means you and I are no longer good people." Kisame laughed.

"Yeah," Jing Ye raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and squinted his eyes slightly, "He is not a good person, but he is not a bad person either. No matter what kind of person he is, he will never know what kind of person he is until the last moment."

Jing Ye looked at Kisame and said seriously, "Only when death comes can you know what kind of person you are. Don't you think death is like this?"

"Interesting." Kisame cracked his mouth, "I want to kill you right now, and then let you tell me what kind of person you are."

"Oh?" Jing Ye narrowed his eyes, "Are we not going to live in peace anymore?"

With an ambiguous snort of laughter, Kisame raised the large sword Samehada in his hand——

The bandage burst open, revealing a blade covered with barbs, which also cut Jing Ye's clothes.

"I advise you not to do it." Jing Ye, who was sitting on the embankment, mysteriously turned into a shadow and disappeared.

The real Kagami Ye appeared behind Kisame, with a pair of three-magatama Sharingan that was scarlet and captivating.

After all, he now has some of the tailed beasts' chakra. Not to mention the One-Tail and the Nine-Tail, just the chakra of the Three-Tailed Isobuki, if released, Samehada is guaranteed to rebel in minutes.

"Although I don't know what kind of person I am, I know what kind of person you are."

"Oh?"

Kisame narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Do you mean to say that you can kill me anytime you want?"

“…You can understand it that way.”

I don’t know why their train of thought are not on the same channel. Jing Ye sighed tiredly, which was considered as his agreement.

"You'd better remember what you said," Kisame sneered with an ambiguous meaning, but he put away Samehada and put it on his shoulder again.

"Let's go."

“……”For some reason, he didn’t plan to take action again. Jing Ye glanced at Kisame and followed him silently.

-

The Land of Sand,

Buddhist temple.

After receiving the mission from the leader Pain, Kagami Ya, Kisame and Sasori came to trick the children.

The sunset is beautiful. If he was here for tourism instead of a mission, he would like this place very much. Jing Ye sighed regretfully.

"You mean Xiao?"

The rebellious teenager Deidara sat on the stone steps and concentrated on playing with clay. He said with disdain, "That kind of thing is none of my business. I am concentrating on making art, huh."

"Art?" Scorpion narrowed his eyes. "It's quite interesting."

"Don't underestimate my art!" Deidara held up the clay birds in his hands, his blue eyes flashing with pure and proud light, "They are clay art created by my own hands, and they will explode. Through the explosion, their existence will be sublimated and become real works of art."

“Art is explosion, huh.”