As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group Chapter 418: Bad Luck Old Brother
"Ahahahahaha!"
A wild, slightly wicked laughter filled the surroundings. Within the somber atmosphere, it carried an unnerving chill.
Sakata Gintoki, his wooden sword resting on his shoulder, observed the scene with an outward calm, as if he had foreseen this outcome and held complete control. Yet, inwardly, he was in turmoil: ‘What in the world is happening? Can someone explain this? Why is this person suddenly laughing?’
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: ‘Huh? Why are you asking us? You’re the one doing it.’
Doujin Artist: ‘You’re the one performing the action, and you don’t know what’s occurring?’
Curly-haired Guy: ‘Who doesn’t know? This is clearly an unforeseen incident! It veered entirely from my expectations! Shouldn’t he be incapacitated by now? Why is he erupting in laughter?’
This is an Actor: ‘It’s because you’ve stimulated his ticklish spot.’
Curly-haired Guy: ‘What area is that? A ticklish spot?’
Machete Girl: ‘I’ve never heard of a ticklish spot. Besides that, is there perhaps a crying spot?’
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: ‘Indeed, there is even a ‘death spot’. Naturally, it’s not actual death, but it induces a suffocating sensation, akin to severe shock if you need a simpler comparison.’
Doujin Artist: ‘Amazing, martial arts possess such intricate techniques? The manual I acquired only detailed pressure points, nothing more.’
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: ‘That is because, in our realm, most sufficiently skilled martial artists possess a thorough understanding of the pressure point charts.’
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: ‘So, one is meant to study pressure points before utilizing them on others? It’s fortunate I refrained from haphazardly poking!’
Lazy Kitten: ‘I had also forgotten about that aspect; it’s a relief I didn’t attempt to apply pressure points to anyone else.’
Curly-haired Guy: ‘Cease this discussion and advise me on the immediate course of action! His expression is too terrifying; I cannot endure it any longer!’
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: ‘Simply apply pressure to his Wind Pool acupoint to halt the reaction.’
Curly-haired Guy: ‘The Wind Pool acupoint… precisely where is that located?’
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: ‘At the nape of the neck.’
Sakata Gintoki swiftly moved behind the individual and extended a finger. With a gentle touch. The laughter indeed ceased, but the man clutched his abdomen, collapsing onto the ground. His face contorted in agony, emitting unearthly groans.
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: ‘What in the world is transpiring now?’
This is an Actor: ‘You’ve targeted the incorrect point. You stimulated the Wind Mansion acupoint, which is an agony point causing convulsions.’
Doujin Artist: ‘Hahaha!’
Curly-haired Guy: ‘But I struck the location Mochou-chan instructed me to!’
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: ‘The Wind Pool acupoint is indeed situated at the nape of the neck, however, there are eight distinct acupoints within that region. You made contact with the wrong one; the correct point resides below the earlobe, on the right side.’
With another precise touch. Sakata Gintoki, without hesitation, pressed the spot indicated by Li Mochou. Immediately, a gurgling sound emanated from Oboro’s stomach, and his complexion turned a sickly green.
Curly-haired Guy: ‘Oh no, Mochou-chan… what is happening this time?’
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: ‘Congratulations, you have successfully opened his bowels. Prepare yourself; you are about to witness an adult soil himself.’
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: ‘Hehe!’
Curly-haired Guy: ‘Why! I struck the correct point this time, didn’t I? Is that not the Wind Pool acupoint either?’
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: ‘It is indeed the Wind Pool acupoint, but its function is to counteract the effects of the ticklish spot. However, since he was previously stimulated by an agony point, activating the Wind Pool acupoint now leads to unintended consequences.’
Curly-haired Guy: ‘What kind of absurd system is this? Ugh, the stench!’
Oboro had not yet soiled himself, but the air grew heavy with the imminent disaster. Waves of foul odor assailed Sakata Gintoki’s nostrils.
Doujin Artist: ‘Hahaha, truly impressive! What kind of broadcast is this? Using your own comrade as a pressure point test subject?’
Soul Society’s Villain: ‘In a manner of speaking, isn’t Gin-san conducting human experimentation?’
Amegakure Village’s Angel: ‘I believe so, and it’s a rather pungent human experiment.’
Lazy Kitten: ‘Oh dear! Can this ordeal conclude already? I can no longer bear to watch! Look at Oboro, he’s actually shedding tears!’
Lin Fengjiao: ‘One might vanquish a hero, but humiliating them, particularly in such a manner, is simply unacceptable.’
Shark-Faced Guy: ‘Ultimately, this entire situation stems from Gin-san’s desire to show off.’
Curly-haired Guy: ‘What should I do now? Please tell me! How can I avert the most significant catastrophe of the century? I absolutely do not wish to witness an adult defecate himself!’
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: ‘Apply pressure to the Spirit Seal acupoint located at the center of the chest, performing the action twice.’
Curly-haired Guy: ‘The center of the chest? Two firm presses? That action alone will suffice? There won’t be any further complications, correct?’
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: ‘If you harbor doubts, you are free to refrain from performing the action. Simply step aside and observe the outcome.’
Curly-haired Guy: ‘I shall proceed with the action!’
Naturally, he could not simply stand by and watch; he was not that callous. However, a degree of apprehension remained. He feared inadvertently targeting another incorrect area. Therefore, to preclude any possibility of error, he meticulously guided his touch around the designated chest region of the other individual.
With pleading eyes, Oboro gazed at him. This older brother, who had always maintained a stoic demeanor even through immense hardship, was genuinely terrified by his younger sibling.
Simultaneously, he grasped a profound truth: some things in existence are far more dreadful and tragic than death itself. He recognized that he was indeed human, capable of experiencing fear.
*Tap, tap.*
Sakata Gintoki’s fingers finally made contact with Oboro. The overwhelming, tsunami-like urge to relieve himself vanished instantly, allowing Oboro to truly appreciate the beauty of the world once more!
He had been mistaken, terribly mistaken.
He had strayed from his path, failing to live for Yoshida Shouyo, for Utsuro, or even for himself. But on this day, clarity finally dawned.
Life necessitates a direction; life must persist. An individual’s existence should not be that of a mere tool, nor should their inherent nature be irrevocably altered!
"I apologize," Oboro stated softly, sitting upright and lowering his head. "It is my failing that Master Shouyo has met this fate. You have made me understand this; your actions were indeed effective."
"Hmph, it’s good that you realize that." Despite his words, Sakata Gintoki averted his gaze.
He had acted without true understanding, merely playing around, and now felt a pang of guilt, unable to meet the other’s eyes.
"However, you are too late," Oboro sighed deeply. "Utsuro and the Heavens’ Will have already set their plans in motion. Even the current Tendoshu remains unaware of their precise whereabouts."
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