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Chapter 170 - He’s Taken a Fancy to It

If the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist were to hold an anonymous internal poll—something like "The First Annual Favorite Ninja Blade Awards"—then Greatsword: Samehada would almost certainly win No. 1 by a landslide.

The reason wouldn't be that it was especially good at cutting things.

Anyone familiar with Samehada knew the truth:

It could fight.

It could tank.

It could absorb.

It could even heal.

An all-purpose youth essential—perfect for home, travel, murder, and arson.

If one were to discuss the pairing of Kisame Hoshigaki and Samehada, who was the main character and who was the supporting role?

There was no question.

Samehada stole the spotlight completely.

Unlike the later Kisame, Kisame Hoshigaki—

no, correction—

Unlike future Kisame, Kisame Hoshigaki's predecessor, Fuguki Suikazan, was at best a knife rack.

According to legend, Samehada was originally a small fish that lived alongside the Three-Tails in a great lake, helping it absorb and process chakra. Fish and turtle depended on each other in harmony.

Sadly, a so-called "sage" swordsmith discovered this miraculous material and forged it into the famous blade Samehada, engraving the name of the lake onto its hilt.

Thus began Samehada's long, wandering life as a weapon.

In summary, Samehada's story was an inspirational tale—

A Salted fish (Sentient weapon) that rose to become a knowing Salted fish (Sentient weapon), slaughtering countless enemies along the way.

This was a blade that could easily serve as the protagonist of another story.

Perhaps someday there would be a Naruto transmigration fanfic where the main character reincarnates as Samehada, telling a wholesome love story between Samehada and Isobu.

Unfortunately—

Hagoromo would not be part of that genre.

At this moment, Fuguki Suikazan casually lifted Samehada with one hand and rested it on his shoulder.

With his keen eyesight, Hagoromo immediately noticed the dark blue, serrated scales protruding from beneath the torn bandages near the blade's tip.

A weapon shaped like this…

His gaze sharpened.

"I've heard that every blade of the Seven Swordsmen has a unique function," Hagoromo said.

"This Samehada… isn't actually meant for cutting people, is it?"

Since Fuguki had declared he would handle Hagoromo personally—and since more than twice their number of Konoha ninja were already pressing forward—the surrounding Mist ninja had no time to interfere.

A true one-on-one.

Hagoromo wasn't in a hurry to attack. Exchanging a few words first might coax out valuable intelligence.

Since Hagoromo had already noticed Samehada's abnormal form and made an educated guess, Fuguki didn't bother hiding it.

"Correct," Fuguki said calmly.

"Rather than cutting people, Samehada is used to shave them."

He didn't elaborate on how.

After all, Hagoromo would understand soon enough.

"Just that?" Hagoromo replied.

"As you said, Biwa Jūzō died by my hand. I even tore apart his Executioner's Blade."

"That blade isn't ranked among the Seven merely because it's 'big,' is it?"

"The matter of the Executioner's Blade is classified," Fuguki answered with a chilling grin.

"But I can tell you this—it has already been recovered."

Recovered?

Hagoromo was puzzled.

Why go through the trouble of fishing a broken broken sword out of the water? That thing shouldn't even be usable anymore.

Did the Executioner's Blade have some hidden property he'd missed?

Or was Kirigakure planning to melt it down and reforge it?

Clearly, Fuguki had no intention of explaining.

"Whether Samehada is only capable of that," Fuguki continued,

"you'll find out very soon."

He lowered the blade from his shoulder, gripping it with both hands, the tip angled behind him.

That stance made it clear—

The conversation was over.

In the next instant, Fuguki surged forward at a speed that completely belied his massive frame.

Once within range, he swung Samehada in a full arc, slashing straight toward Hagoromo's waist.

Hagoromo dodged smoothly along the blade's trajectory.

Trying to block a monstrosity like Samehada with a kunai would be suicide.

And besides—

Wasn't this thing not supposed to be for cutting?

Where was the basic trust between people?

Samehada looked heavy and unwieldy, a weapon clearly meant for brute-force users.

Yet in Fuguki's hands, it moved with terrifying ease.

The slash came much faster than Hagoromo expected.

Buff activation—instant acceleration!

Just as Samehada was about to connect, lightning flared across Hagoromo's body—

Chidori Current.

But almost simultaneously—

Samehada's body swelled, expanding by an entire size.

The blade's swing halted mid-arc, and the enlarged serrations dragged backward in a vicious reverse shave, barely grazing Hagoromo's waist.

Even that, Hagoromo could have evaded with a second acceleration—

But as Samehada scraped past him, his Chidori Current vanished instantly.

Gone.

Hagoromo was caught completely off guard.

Pain and blood burst from his waist at the same time.

Damn it—he'd underestimated this thing.

This blade was far more sinister than the Executioner's Blade.

Was it even a blade at all?

Fortunately, his initial dodge had worked—the wound wasn't deep.

But Fuguki clearly had no intention of letting up.

Seeing the partial success of the reverse shave, he immediately drove Samehada forward again.

Was he using this thing like a chainsaw?!

Another hit like that, and Hagoromo's entire side would be gone.

Have you ever heard of don't cut the kidneys?!

Fast—but Hagoromo was faster.

His right hand snapped outward, a piercing whistle splitting the air as a kunai flew.

In the next instant, seals were completed at fourteen-years-single speed.

Ninja Art: Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique!

At point-blank range, faced with a storm of kunai, Fuguki had no desire to be turned into a sieve.

He abandoned his attack and raised Samehada like a shield.

Clang! Clang!

Metal rang like rain pounding banana leaves.

Using the opening, Hagoromo retreated rapidly, widening the distance between them.

Pain still flared at his waist—but he didn't look at the wound.

Instead, his eyes burned as he stared at Samehada.

The blade's gaping mouth and extended tongue were now fully visible.

This thing was alive.

Which meant—

It wasn't a sword.

Everything suddenly made sense.

Still, he needed confirmation.

"Impressive defensive response," Fuguki said as the barrage ended, lowering Samehada.

Several bloody holes marred his right shoulder—the result of Hagoromo's shadow shuriken.

Hagoromo ignored the praise.

Lightning flared again as Chidori Current reactivated.

Fuguki casually slammed Samehada into the ground half a meter in front of Hagoromo—

And the lightning vanished once more.

No.

More precisely—

It was absorbed.

"In front of me," Fuguki said evenly,

"emission-type ninjutsu is useless."

Hagoromo didn't move to attack. That placement of the blade hadn't been offensive.

To be thorough, Hagoromo fired Chidori Spear at Samehada.

Same result.

Instantly nullified.

"Before it can take effect…" Hagoromo said slowly,

"the chakra gets absorbed, doesn't it?"

Though phrased as a question, his tone was confident.

He was now more than ninety percent certain:

This spiny, monstrous thing could absorb chakra.

And instead of feeling troubled—

Hagoromo's eyes lit up.

Very bright.

Which meant only one thing.

He was interested.

Extremely interested.

"I'm not particularly skilled with large ninja tools," Hagoromo said calmly,

"but your nindō… I'd very much like to add it to my collection."

A blade that could absorb chakra?

That alone made it priceless.

He stopped using ninjutsu.

As he spoke, his right hand reached behind his neck and made a drawing motion.

With a low metallic hum, a one-meter-long iron-sand blade slid free from the gourd on his back.

Hagoromo wasn't good at sword techniques.

But what he held was a true chainsaw.

Next up—

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.

At this point, even if Fuguki wanted to run—

Hagoromo would not allow it.

The scene was like a bandit chief setting his sights on the neighbor village's widow's daughter—

He wanted the daughter.

And the widow herself had to come along as a bonus.

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