This Ninja Is Obviously Not Strong but Really Hard to Kill - Chapter 488: Throw Boiling Water

The large tubs around the square were meant to supply everyone with ammunition, but Aoba’s ‘demon-slaying heart’ was strong, and he lacked a suitable ‘weapon’ to hold back.

So, he had no choice but to lift the tub and splash a whole tub of water out!

The scene that followed was spectacular!

The few little sprites who had just ‘ambushed’ Aoba couldn’t escape and were directly knocked flying by the ‘torrential waves.’

This was without Aoba even putting much effort into it. Who says you can’t kill someone with water?!

The ‘Exorcising Demons’ move was decisive and eye-catching, causing everyone nearby to scream and flee, afraid that the handsome but silly-looking guy might do the same to them.

Aoba snorted coldly, his aura of dominance swirling around him, disdainfully looking around.

I’ve never lost a water fight since I was a kid!

Am I proud of it?

As the few annoying little sprites groggily got up from the ground, Aoba just happened to walk past them, shaking his head in disappointment, “You… sigh, don’t be disheartened. After all, losing to me isn’t something hard to accept. When it comes to water fights, I’ve never lost. You guys just don’t cut it!”

The girls, wholly drenched and looking rather charming, were almost moved to tears.

Damn it, this is a water fight!

Did I come here to splash water with you?

If you’re capable, let’s change the setting and have a fierce fight!

It takes work to meet someone this handsome, and he needs to be more knowledgeable about romance. They were struggling.

Maybe the tears in their eyes showed their unwillingness, so Aoba decided to soften his tone, comfortingly saying, “Next time you pick an opponent, make sure to look harder. I am the man you will never be able to defeat. But I still have high hopes for you, and your courage is commendable! Go back and practice some more. Look at your skinny arms and legs. Just one ‘bucket’ of water and you were blown away. I’ll wait for you to improve and rechallenge me!”

“Cheer up, don’t be disheartened, you are the ‘fattest’!”

After disciplining a few little sprites, Aoba left feeling refreshed and compassionate.

He only took away several pairs of resentful eyes with a wave of his sleeve.

Diagnosis complete: this guy is a complete fool, a blockhead!

The girls looked at their slender figures, unable to recover from the recent shock.

If only they had the song ‘Fahai, You Don’t Understand Love’ as background music right now…

Aoba then faced several more waves of demonic attacks, but as for those who couldn’t recognize their strength and were hell-bent on challenging him, weak as they were.

He immediately responded with intense counterattacks!

Have they ever heard of a water slap?

Have they ever heard of a spoon of water swelling up a face, then leaving in tears?

As wave after wave of unbelieving victims appeared, those around quickly came to a consensus—could this guy be an idiot?

When no one dared to approach Aoba anymore, his surroundings barren, his face revealed a proud look of undefeated solitude.

As if to say, “That’s it? Not one of you can fight, a bunch of waste!”

He demonstrated what it means to be single because of strength—a true ironclad straight man.

But honestly, he was having a blast, which was both exhilarating!

As for those sprites lusting after his body…

I, Fahai, ah no, I, Aoba, am I that shallow?

Do you think my Great Majestic Dragon is vegetarian?

These sprites’ counterattacks also ‘injured’ him internally; his eyes now see everything as a white blur. Maybe he’s going blind.

Having played and caused an uproar, Aoba was about to leave when he suddenly noticed the few little sprites he almost crushed at the Golden Mountain Monastery surrounded by a few ‘little weasels,’ looking both embarrassed and angry.

Getting closer, he overheard a few jerks taking the opportunity to harass them.

And yukatas, those things, stick quite suggestively to the body.

Aoba’s heart may be still, but not everyone can achieve that.

Despicable!

Aoba immediately decided to teach these guys a profound lesson, so he turned his gaze to a water station that was being refilled.

He quickly grabbed a large tub and walked over…

“Hey? Who took the tub that was just here? It still had hot spring water mixed with cold water in it! Bring it back!”

A middle-aged man turned around just to find the large tub in front of him gone, stomping his foot in frustration.

But obviously, it was too late.

“Get down!”

Aoba suddenly shouted, and a few little sprites who had been victimized before, seeing that somewhat handsome ‘blockhead’ coming over with a large water tub, immediately reflexively lay down on the ground.

A few ‘little weasels’ were still teasing them, smiling and joking, but it was too late by the time they realized it.

With a smack!

A Great Majestic Dragon version of a water slap was executed, instantly transforming into a Palm of Buddha, sending several ‘little weasels’ flying.

And even more unbelievably, the water slap was made with scalding hot water this time!

After the ‘little weasels’ fell to the ground, they immediately screamed like cooked shrimp.

If they had a thought bubble, then it would be…

WDNMD!

Are you splashing boiling water?!

Crap!

Seeing this, Aoba was momentarily stunned, wondering if he had inadvertently cultivated internal strength to heat the water automatically.

Even the few sprites he saved gave him a ‘you’re a devil, right?’ look, then he couldn’t help but shiver.

They did save their lives!

If they had hidden just a little later, then they wouldn’t…

With the ‘little weasels’ down and the sprites gone, Aoba, who likes ‘Exorcising Demons,’ awkwardly smiled, left behind the large tub, and ran away.

Although there was a slight mishap in the process, the result was still good.

And he even fulfilled a childhood dream of blessing everyone with scalding hot water at the Songkran festival so no one would catch a cold, right?

But growing up, Aoba occasionally doubted how he had devised such a clever idea…

Maybe, too kind-hearted.

Just as the well-intentioned Aoba hurriedly fled the scene, he was unaware that a figure was standing high above, watching everything here.

“Strange. Why does this person always give me a sense of familiarity? It is always so unreliable.”

Itachi hesitated for a moment, then decided to follow.

Although the chances were small, he still wanted to confirm.

After all, engaging in such unreliable behavior was too reminiscent of the person he sought.

Coincidence, or had he stumbled upon him? Only trying would tell!