Chapter 23: The Red Dot and Grass Bounty

Chapter 23: The Red Dot and Grass Bounty

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A, the third Raikage, smiled as he read through the reports on his desk.

His sharp teeth munched on some sweets as he found out more and more about the bounty hunter he had been constantly hearing so much about.

It had already been a few months since the Raikage had first heard of 'The Red Dot' being in his territory. That was his actual first appearance for the Shinobi World in general.

Mabui, one of the Jonin at the scene, did manage to give him quite a few extra details on the assassin, like his basic background and what she managed to observe from his character.

In the Shinobi world, he was known as an elusive figure, but also extremely dangerous, to his targets at least.

When he appeared, it usually meant that someone in the area was going to die. And he had yet to fail even once in collecting the bounty that he was after.

He was someone strong enough to decapitate a Jonin from a hundred meters away with nothing more than a small knife.

The Raikage found that fact quite impressive.

A reliable assassin that worked independently of the villages and hunted down criminals that could also prove to be annoyances for said villages.

The Red Dot was also damn near untraceable, not leaving a single footprint behind as he walked. His gait was said to be swifter than that of a cat and even more silent.

A tad uncharacteristic for one with a samurai's background, but A wasn't one to judge.

Still, despite his skill, running into him was not exactly an uncommon thing. The Bounty Hunter really didn't bother to hide from non-targets, or even from actual targets.

Sometimes even camping and grilling meat openly, confident that nothing could really hurt him.

The Raikage remembered actually laughing out loud when first hearing about that. He could appreciate a man with such confidence.

Of course, the Raikage only appreciated him because he had the strength to back his confidence.

He was not a sheep, he was no innocent peddler or merchant, he was a carnivore, a true predator.

One that had already consumed the lives of dozens high profile criminals in the short span of a few months.Ñøv€l-B1n was the first platform to present this chapter.

He had no reason to hide, no one to hide from really. He could confidently stand out without any fear and without any worry.

But when he truly hid, no one could sense him, no matter their rank. Sure, no Kage had gone after him, but that didn't make it any less impressive.

Those that did manage to run into him discovered that he was an extremely professional individual, extremely polite as well.

He was basically anything that the Shinobi World wasn't used to. A professional Bounty Hunter that wasn't a sleazy backpacker looking to score some easy money by fighting a few weak bandits.

The Raikage also noticed that the Assassin was smart enough to never go after any ninja related to any of the Hidden Villages, clearly keeping a neutral stance in their war and not caring much for it at all.

It was a strategy that allowed him to freely travel around each territory, and in his profession, it was the smartest thing he could've done.

Now, the Raikage actually knew The Red Dot by another name... Ken, a simple name, short, and quite descriptive.

The Kanji for 'Blade'. Extremely fitting for him.

Now, the Raikage had already tried to recruit Ken once, but his Anbu were unable to make Ken meet with him.

A was truly not offended, it was simply in line with Ken's Modus Operandi(MO). Always extremely careful not to take any sides or associate himself with any Hidden Village.

And while frustrated, A couldn't quite blame the Bounty Hunter for his abstinence when it came to their bloody conflicts and power struggles.

'Still... If he is to bare his fangs at my Village, I won't hesitate to fight him... Hell, it might actually be fun!'

Ken's epithet, or nickname, was now 'The Red Dot'.

He was not known by any other name publically, and the nickname obviously came from the mask that he donned.

The epithet had now earned a meaning of its own. At least going by the authors of the Bingo Book...

'Think of someone's life as a sentence. A sentence always naturally ends whit a black dot at the end of it...

The red dot is more akin to ending a sentence that could have still continued, or putting a stop to a sentence right in the middle of it.'

Now, the Raikage found the nickname and description to be a bit ridiculous. All Shinobi killed, after all, not just Ken.

Still, the Raikage didn't think it was wholly unfitting...

Ken's way of killing was oftentimes a lot more terrifying than the methods they were used to.

As most of the time, his victims would die before they even knew that they were being hunted in the first place.

Sure, that was technically what all of them should've been able to do as shinobi...

They also added a special clause. But I'll think about it after I test a few things out a bit, to see if it's even possible to complete the mission properly...'

Ken mused in his thoughts as he silently stalked his victim. Recounting as much information as he could before acting.

Setting up traps was necessary, as he was dealing with someone capable of killing a Kage.

Granted, it was one of a weaker Hidden Village and not one of the great nations, but it was still a noteworthy achievement.

Being careful always paid off in his profession...

Oh, If only Ken had learnt that while he was still an assassin in his past life. Had he learnt it back then, then he would never have been caught and executed in the first place...

Ken studied the criminal, who was merely wearing civilian clothing by what Ken could feel, there was no armour he would commonly feel on regular shinobi.

Akira only had a large backpack for accessories, it seemed that he wasn't much for fashion. The backpack itself was filled with what Ken assumed were pilfered items from other Shinobi.

Akira was entirely unaware of the reality that was his impending demise.

To him, it was a day like any other, eat, sleep, and train. He was going about his business, cooking some meat from a small rabbit that he had hunted.

'For a Kage killer, he sure is careless... Maybe I should wake him up a bit, remind him that he isn't exactly safe tonight...'

Out of nowhere, Akira seemed to gulp, dropping the meat in the fire in front of him as his hands shook. A sensation washed over him, making his spine tremble slightly.

He recognised it, after years as a shinobi there was no way he couldn't have. Yet it still caught him off guard.

'Such an open and concentrated killing intent...'

Akira's head snapped in the direction from which that sensation flooded into his small camp. Looking at the forest, he couldn't spot any glowing eyes in the night.

His sensory ability didn't tell him of anyone being there, the traps and strings that he had placed around the camp were also completely untouched.

But 'it' was still there.

That feeling of being watched. The Killing Intent was also still there, he could still feel it, almost as if small knives were constantly stabbing into his skin.

Then, the clouds above shifted a bit, and moonlight hit the trees around him. Reflecting slightly off of a few falling leaves.

Now, Akira's eyes widened instantly as he spotted the source of his fears. And he was certainly right to be afraid...

A slightly vivid red blood dot, shone slightly in the moonlight right in front of him, not even bothering to hide. Instead, simply 'staring' at him.

Immediately, Akira turned and ran. Not stumbling one bit as he dashed off in the exact opposite direction.

His instincts had been warning him to do so ever since that Killing intent materialized. But only now did he decide to listen to said instincts.

'Why the fuck is the Red Dot after me?!? Was I too catchy when in the last village?! Shit! I knew stealing from the Kage was a bad idea...'

Ken was right behind him, walking at the perfect pace to keep up with the Kage murderer.

One thing was for sure though... 'This guy is certainly fast... Probably the fastest I've met yet...' Ken mused to himself as they slowly approached the traps he had set up.

Akira looked behind him once, hoping to have lost the Red Dot, but he almost collapsed in fear when he realised that the masked man was a few meters behind him.

'How fucking fast is this guy?! I thought there was no one faster than me besides the Raikage...'

Due to that carelessness, he got too close to the trap, and he felt a metal string cutting at his torso, at the speed he was going, he knew that it was impossible to avoid getting injured.

With a quick hand sign, Akira's chest seemed to puff out slightly, he ignored the feeling of that metal string cut through his chest as he shot an air bullet in front of him, killing off his momentum.

He rolled backwards, and immediately his leg was snagged, a rope pulled him up and hung him upside down.

Akira scoffed as he quickly prepared to break himself free, but then electrified wires entangled his body, paralyzing him instantly.

He struggled a bit before passing out, wrapped in what looked like a cocoon of electrified wire.

'Capturing people alive will always be more of a bother than outright killing them... But the reward is double if I deliver him alive to them... Ah, might as well.'

Ken did happen to be in need of money, as his organization was still in its beginning stages, the more they had saved up the better.

Besides... Not like a quick trip to Kusagakure would hurt, right?

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Hope you liked the chapter! Pretty stressful period for me right now, have 2 tests at work and 2 for uni this week ;-;

And yes, the criminal has the same name as the turtle. But the turtle will just be called Donatello, so no confusion will happen(hopefully)

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