As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group Chapter 434: Unexpected Incident

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Previously on As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group...
Hermione is embarrassed by her mistakes in potion-making, but Professor Zickrein offers her advice as a collaborator. After Hermione leaves, a house-elf named Aura delivers a Shadow Wolf Fang to Zickrein. The group chat reveals that they are planning a large-scale operation, with members debating the best location and strategy to make a statement.

Curly-Haired Guy: Hmph, in my opinion, Ruiko is totally unsuitable for this role. A task like this should be handled by Gin-san! A young girl like Ruiko, still in middle school, possesses no villainous aura whatsoever!

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Precisely, your Uncle here concurs. Just a glance at her tells you she doesn’t look like a villain. She lacks that villainous presence, you see? True villains require talent, like your Uncle here demonstrates! Someone who instills fear simply by being seen! Yes, fear! What kind of villain doesn't inspire terror?

Scarlet Lotus Fairy: I don't believe that only those who instill fear are villains. A truly successful villain is one you cannot even detect. Someone like Aizen, for instance.

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: No, no, no! Listen closely, dear Little Red. Aizen isn’t truly a villain; he’s merely a mastermind. A mastermind and a villain are not the same. Only those who make people afraid are villains. And your Uncle here can achieve that perfectly.

Lazy Kitten: I must confess, when you remove that mask, it is quite terrifying. With those scarred and pitted features all over your face, who wouldn’t be unnerved?!

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Damn it, Uncle wasn't referring to my appearance! Honestly, I meant my aura! Don't I exude a frightening presence when I simply stand here?

This Is An Actor: Let’s be truthful. Aside from your visage, there’s nothing about you that could frighten anyone.

Doujin Artist: Hahaha, what Anzen stated is painfully accurate.

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: But it’s also the honest truth. Every time Deadpool speaks, it invariably brings laughter. There’s no fear present; he’s simply overflowing with a clownish demeanor.

Curly-Haired Guy: Indeed, so in the end, it must be Gin-san! Feel the dominance of the great silver-haired demonic overlord! This world shall tremble under my feet!

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Tremble from fear or from amusement? How dare you even utter the word 'trembling'? Oh, but of course! When it comes to frightening people, you do succeed. At least your senior brother now avoids you since you can't even distinguish the most fundamental acupuncture points!

Curly-Haired Guy: Silence, you imbecile! Whether I can discern acupuncture points has no bearing on being a successful villain! Do not attempt to divert the conversation!

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: My friend, there are no successful villains who pick their noses as you do. To qualify as a villain, you must first cease your nose-picking habit. Otherwise, anyone observing you will perceive you as low-class.

Curly-Haired Guy: You are the low-class one! In this era, we have cast off the shackles of tight-fitting attire, you scoundrel, yet you persist in wearing them constantly!

Lin Fengjiao: Starting up again, are we. I anticipated this outcome.

Lin Jiu sat serenely in the hall, cradling a cup of tea. He had grown entirely accustomed to this sort of daily group dispute.

Doujin Artist: Your bickering is futile; I never intended to invite either of you. Compared to you two unreliable individuals, my own dependable sisters are far superior.

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Heh, absolutely! I am fully prepared. Just observe my grand entrance! Full spectacle, all attention on me!

Doujin Artist: Wait a moment, I am still in the process of evacuating individuals. It will likely take approximately another half hour.

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Very well, inform me when it is ready!

Curly-Haired Guy: Pfft, fine, I shall not attend then! Do you truly believe Gin-san is concerned? You overestimate yourself, you bastard!

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Yes, precisely. Rather than squandering that time, I would prefer to engage in role-play within my own confinement! I shall portray Sailor Moon, and Tony will be the tentacle monster!

Soul Society’s Villain: ?

Shark-Faced Guy: ? ? ?

Hoshigaki Kisame’s shark-like countenance displayed an expression of utter astonishment, his eyes brimming with disbelief. Having been a member of this group for an extended period, he had naturally acquired a wealth of knowledge and practical information, and he was well aware of what Sailor Moon and tentacle monsters symbolize.

Because he understood, he found it profoundly shocking. These two individuals, they engage in such extreme activities?

This Is An Actor: When it comes to intense diversions, you individuals are the undisputed experts.

Soul Society’s Villain: Suddenly, a flicker of interest arises. Might you consider commencing a live stream for our viewing pleasure?

Lazy Kitten: Yes, yes, yes! Initiate a live stream! Allow us to witness firsthand the spectacle of Sailor Moon versus Tentacle Monster!

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: That is absolutely out of the question. Uncle has retired from his career as a streamer. That was my original folly; I require atonement. The path of a streamer is not suitable for me. Perhaps I am only fit to be an ordinary photographer.

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Enough of your boasting. Even if you desired to partake in tentacle monster games, Tony would not join you. He has Pepper, unlike you, a dumped solitary soul!

Amegakure Village’s Angel: Oh, Deadpool has been dumped?

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Damn it, you wicked souls persist in probing my old wounds! For her sake and her future happiness, Uncle painfully departed—is this not the ultimate expression of love? Yet, what I receive is your derision!

Machete Girl: ? Last time you claimed she initiated the breakup. How did it morph into you being the one who walked away painfully now?

Lazy Kitten: Precisely, for her future and happiness? When you were actively seeking solace in bars, did you ever spare a thought for her future or happiness? Your self-deception is so profound; doesn't your conscience truly ache?

Wig Guy: Speaking of which, does Deadpool even possess a conscience?

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Enough of this nonsense! My heart is already fracturing from heartbreak, and you're twisting the knife deeper. Can you even call yourself human?

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Hah, so what is it you truly want then?

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: My request, my dear group members, is truly not excessive. I merely hope you can assist me in finding a girlfriend.

Curly-Haired Guy: You must be dreaming, you idiot!

Amegakure Village’s Angel: A girlfriend? I can certainly help with an introduction. How about Granny Chiyo from the Sand Village? Does she appeal to your preferences?

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Pfft!

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Granny Chiyo is a wonderful woman, but perhaps we could consider another option? My medical expenses are quite steep. If she were my girlfriend, I might struggle to afford her dental implants.

Amegakure Village’s Angel: Then how about Orochimaru-hime?

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Hey, my dear. Please, pretend I never said that, okay? I'll be quiet from now on!

Machete Girl: Scared? Already faltering? Mr. Deadpool initially found Orochimaru-hime quite agreeable; what makes you fearful now? Could it be that your bravery only extends to words?

Doujin Artist: Ruiko, you've orchestrated a magnificent spectacle! How did you achieve this? The entire capital is in turmoil! Quick, we must seize this opportune moment!

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: ??? I haven't even made my move yet!

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