Sam glanced at the bonuses granted by this event. For each kill, whether it was a commoner or a shinobi, a flat 10 points were awarded. There was no choice: defeat or kill. Everyone had to understand that there was no other way but to kill.
Sam wandered through the empty streets. He preferred to target bad people in his killings to ease his conscience a little. Killing is not easy; not everyone has the courage to do it.
Many can easily say: I can kill a person, - but in practice, they might chicken out. It's understandable. Everyone says that and everyone is mistaken. But there are those who can change in the process. The first are people at war, the second are the mentally ill.
Sam belonged to the first category. Killing was easier for him because in his work, he had seen the sick fantasies of people. He knew how far a sick mind could go to do something unimaginable. Now he remembered the person because of whom he died... the Judge!
Sam walked through the streets, aiming to eliminate future problems for this city: bandits, drug dealers. But suddenly, he saw the judge in person. He never expected to find himself in such a situation.
Sam stopped and turned into a dark alley, sat down, and pondered whether he was on the right path in life. In the dark alley, there was a door from which voices and sounds of musical instruments could be heard. Sam approached the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. As he tried to listen to the sounds behind the door, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching the alley.
Sam instantly vanished into the darkness, his figure completely disappearing. He watched as a man tightly gripped a woman's wrist, not letting her go. The girl resisted with all her might. The man approached the door and wanted to knock, but the girl managed to break free for a moment, only to be grabbed again and slapped across the cheek. She fell to the ground. Lying on the ground, she looked up at the man looming over her, about to hit her again. Suddenly, two hands emerged from the darkness, grabbed the man by the face, and dragged him into the shadows, where the dim light of the tiny lamp did not reach.
The woman started crying, both from relief and fear of what she had just seen. A young girl with dark red hair reaching her shoulders, slightly bruised knees, and bruises on her shoulders from the tight grip, watched the darkness and heard terrifying sounds. She got up and, wobbling on her heels, ran away from that place.
Sam made his first kill in the event he was participating in for the first time. In the darkness, he stood, feeling the blood of adrenaline boiling in his veins. Killing bad people eased Sam's conscience, and from this, he felt satisfaction, a pleasure from the killings. Each murder left a visible mark on his soul, signs of addiction.
Ding!
[Kill] - 10 points earned.
Sam: Status, he said, and a system window appeared before him.
Name: Jurin Samuel
Role: Serial Killer
World: Naruto
Attribute: Agility
Talent: Melee Combat
Stats:
[Health] - 4271
[Stamina] - 8063
[Chakra] - 2379
Abilities:
[Active]
Stealth - Level 20
Combat Mode - Level 18
Combat Desperation - Level 5
[More…] + 9 techniques from the Naruto world.
[Passive]
Trained Eye - Level 6
Chakra Control - Level 23
Sam, almost without spilling a drop of blood, killed his victim by crushing their internal organs. Still, blood began to drip from his mouth. He picked up the body and headed into the forest; the first victim of the day was an unknown bandit. Sam had acquired a single-use item called the Mask of Faces. As the name suggested, this rubber mask transformed the wearer's appearance to that of another person. Sam bought it.
[Mask of Faces] – 5 points spent. - Sam used the mask and took on the appearance of the man he had just killed...
The following morning.
Sam couldn't sleep the previous night, so he trained until dawn. He was surprised by how easily he killed someone. He even considered going through that door in the alley to see if he could kill another person. For a moment, his eyes lit up with the hunt for a new victim, but he forcibly calmed himself. Overcoming his urges was a significant moral victory.
Sam was worried about only one thing – Tsunade. She might go after the soul of the killer in the Tanzaku district, and that killer was him. On the first day, no one noticed the disappearance of one person. Now, Sam headed to that strange door that had caught his attention. He dressed in the clothes and took on the face of a man in his thirties, with ordinary features and short hair. Sam was fully prepared for any unexpected turns. He stood right in front of the door, and just as he was about to knock, the door suddenly opened.
A figure emerged. The man had short blonde hair styled in a mohawk, and his face clearly belonged to a bandit or criminal. He scowled at Sam, angry, and said: Hey, Nao! We were waiting for you yesterday! - he barked, grabbing him by his dark blue kimono. Holding the kimono tightly, he put on a serious face, which infuriated Sam.
Sam wore the everyday clothes of the residents of Tanzaku. It consisted of a standard dark blue kimono with thin stripes, reaching down to his knees. Over it, he wore a blue haori with white trimming. He also wore light brown sandals with the same stripes as on the kimono.
Sam: My woman ran away, I couldn't find her, - Sam said in a gruff tone.
The blonde punk snorted, pushed him, and began to walk away, adjusting his pants: Damn it! We wasted a lot of money because of you, you owe us, got it?! - he shouted, pushing his shoulder.
Sam clenched his fists, trying not to succumb to his rage. He needed to maintain this disguise until he accomplished his goals. He knew every step, every word could lead to the revelation of his true identity.
Sam watched the man walk away, then turned to the door and stepped inside. Behind the door was a staircase leading down, and after a dozen steps, there was another door to the left. He opened it and entered. He found himself in a rundown Japanese café. The wooden bar was littered with broken bottles and glasses, the floor covered in empty bottles. Black bar stools stood behind the counter, and amidst the shattered dishes and bottles on the shelves, there were posters of women and hooks for clothing. The ceiling lights flickered, creating a gloomy atmosphere.
Sam turned left and saw numerous doors leading to rooms. He opened one and froze. Before him was a naked girl with bruises on her back, sitting on a sleeping man. In her hand gleamed a dagger, ready to pierce the man's heart.
Sam was instantly beside the girl, grabbing her wrist. She looked at him in terror, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her eyes were filled with horror as if she had seen the devil. She tried to break free from Sam's grip without waking the man.
Sam gritted his teeth and hissed: Go to the bar. - The girl, seeing his face, obeyed in fear, got up, and ran out of the room. Sam grabbed the man by the throat. He woke up in a nightmare, trying to break free from his grip. But Sam easily lifted him and threw him towards the open door. A loud crash echoed as the man collided with a chair, splintering it into pieces.
Nine people rushed out of the other rooms. Seeing their boss unconscious, they trembled with fear. Sam stepped out of the room, and his appearance terrified them. He growled menacingly: Get lost! - They didn't argue, quickly grabbed their boss, and fled.
Sam looked at the girl who had tried to kill the man. She had long yellow hair tied in a ponytail: Get dressed - he said, and she obediently went into one of the rooms.
Sam opened the second door. On the bed lay another girl. He closed the door and opened the next one, seeing the same scene. He clenched his teeth in anger at the torment these girls had endured. There were four in total, one conscious, the rest unconscious.
Sam tried to calm down. He moved the girls to one bed, took out a regeneration potion, and gave it to them to drink. The blonde girl watched his actions with surprise. Three of the girls drank the potion, and Sam noticed that the girl stood by the door, watching him.
Sam: Put clothes on them and apply something cold to their foreheads to reduce the fever - he said.
Sam: Take care of them and don't leave this room until I tell you. - The girl immediately obeyed, and Sam locked them in the room. He turned and looked at the chaos caused by these people.
Sam: Voice assistant, what should I do in this situation? - he asked, putting on an earpiece.
System: The connection between Nao and the Tanzaku city's gang gives you a significant advantage in selecting targets for tonight, - the system replied.
Sam: Understood. And who is Nao? - he asked.
System: Nao Harakutsi, owner of a brothel, has a good reputation with the Tanzaku city gang. His main income comes from the brothel, and his main clients are the Honso gang.
Sam: Got it, - Sam said, surveying the mess. He put on gloves and started cleaning. With his ninja speed, he finished in five minutes.