I started my horror resurgence from Naruto

Name: Hyuga Naraku

Force: 1.7

Min: 2.2

Wisdom: 2.9

Resistance: 0.7

Equipment: 0/6

Skills learned: Hair control?c[1/4]

Mental attack?d[2/4]

Autonomous Skills: Villain's Language Arts Level 1

Currently unlocked Ghost/Tales [2/3]: 1. Ring Tales (Primary Revival) [Does not occupy the Revival slot]

2. Death God Ichi Marugin (Primary Resurrection) [1/3]

3. Alien Mature (Advanced Resuscitation) [2/3]

4. Ghost Call (awakening) [does not occupy the resuscitation bar]

Sundries: None

Exchange list: Primary unlock (the column is updated once a week)

Current World Terror Recovery Level E: 31132.3/50000

Remaining Fear Points: 232.3

Hinata Naraku lowered his head, put out the fire, turned and left. As he moved, the shadow reflected by the moonlight followed him silently. Then the black lotus that melted into the ground from the shadow seemed to grow countless tentacles, squirming madly and silently.

Morino Ibiki couldn't see through things, so he could only observe Hinata Naraku's back as he turned around, and the quietness of the empty surroundings, but he was completely unaware of the "dark waves" surging underground with violent murderous intent that was ready to devour anyone.

“No one is around!!!”

Evil thoughts emerged uncontrollably in Morino Ibiki's heart. While he bit off a layer of dead skin on his lips, he no longer cared about hiding and jumped out from the top of the tree. He ran through the gaps between the branches and while running, he took out a kunai from behind his waist with his right hand and threw it out with a shake of his hand.

The kunai made a sound like a venomous snake spitting out its fangs, and it seemed as if a poisonous snake's fangs shot out from the woods and bit Hinata Naraku's throat.

Hinata Naraku kept his pace unchanged and took another step forward as if he was unaware of anything. The next moment, a splash of blood reflected in his eyes, and the scorching temperature sprayed on the skin of his chin. He then felt a cold touch in his throat, as if a sharp blade had passed through and cut his neck and throat. The ice-cold air poured in, making his throat sore, and he could only make a "hoohoo" sound of air leaking out.

He didn't even have time to react before he fell heavily to the ground. A pool of blood quickly spread, staining his face, collar, and hair red. It was not until this moment that he seemed to realize that he was going to die. His whole face suddenly became stiff with fear, and his pupils were filled with horror and despair.

The black tide under the ground suddenly stood up, densely packed like a field of towering thorns that could break out of the ground at any time.

Sadako emerged from the shadows, her embroidered shoes stepping in a pool of blood, her pale face full of creepy sickness, her eyes fixed without blinking on Morino Ibiki who was rushing towards her.

[Sadako is very angry!!!]

A faint roar was trapped in the intercom. A ball of cold black air emerged to the surface, changing vaguely, as if a trapped ghost was struggling violently.

[The ghost call is very angry!!!]

Hinata Naraku felt the strange sensation of air leaking from his throat, and underneath his stiff and frightened face was a heart as calm as still water. He fell sideways to the ground, half of his face soaked in blood, his eyes glaring ferociously. He watched Morino Ibiki step heavily into the Kuroshio's hunting circle, and then watched as half of Morino Ibiki's muddy sole overlapped with the embroidered shoes without him noticing. He looked up in panic and met Morino Ibiki's violent and doubtful eyes.

"He didn't dodge at all, and his reaction was shockingly slow. It's hard to disguise the body's instinct when a person is suddenly attacked. So, this is Hyuga Naraku's true reaction. He didn't hide his strength. He is really useless?!!" Morino Ibiki realized that there was a huge contrast between what he guessed and what he saw with his own eyes.

"Answer me, did you kill Sennokoda and the others?" Morino Ibiki's voice was suppressed.

"Huh——" Air leaked from his throat, and blood spurted out of Hinata Naraku's mouth. He shook his head with difficulty, and deep in his desolate eyes was a cold murderous intent that counted down with every breath: "Save me, and you live; if you don't save me, I'll tear you to pieces!"

As the head of the torture department, Morino Ibiki knows the truth that "a dying man's words are good", and he can't imagine a ninja school student who can lie and deny it in the face of the horror of death, so... it is very likely that Hinata Naraku is not lying when he shakes his head!!!

Morino Ibiki was feeling depressed. He glanced at the empty night sky, a fierce struggle flashed in his eyes, and finally he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I'm sorry, I don't believe it!"

Hinata Naraku closed his eyes in despair.

The temperature of the surrounding air was quietly dropping, and strands of black hair that were between shadows and reality pierced through the soil, making pinholes that were difficult to see with the naked eye.

next moment,

Hinata Naraku felt a rough palm roughly pinching his throat. The force was so great that it caused severe pain in his flesh, but it also pinched and pulled the cut flesh in an almost brutal manner.

The cold needle and thread passed through the skin, flesh and throat, and the thread was pulled and reeled in. In a few breaths, the wound was sutured unreasonably, leaving only a layer of scars that looked slightly hideous.

Thanks to the ninja's strong vitality, even if it was an unqualified defective product, and thanks to Morino Ibiki's first aid treatment methods comparable to those of a professional medical ninja, Hinata Naraku was able to come back from the brink of death.

of course,

The above-mentioned gates of hell are just Morino Ibiki's self-righteousness. At least for Hyuga Naraku, this kind of skin injury on the neck is far from fatal.

Even if Morino Ibiki really became demented and didn't save himself, he still had Sadako's hair as a backup. After all, Sadako liked to wrap her hair around her neck.

When he shared Sadako's ability of [hair control], he was pleasantly surprised to find that Sadako's hair was by no means ordinary hair. It was a multifunctional variety that could be both real and virtual, and capable of both offense and defense.

Suturing a wound is purely basic operation, and you won’t even remove the stitches to prevent scarring.

But if it comes to the stage of self-stitching, it means the original plan has failed, and Hyuga Naraku will be forced to expose himself and have to kill people to silence them. Fortunately, Morino Ibiki still has his sanity, which shows that his previous self-talking performance has planted the seeds of doubt in Morino Ibiki's mind.

This suspicion is not that he is the murderer; on the contrary, it is that he is not the murderer!

Hinata Naraku opened his eyes in surprise. As he opened his eyes, the black hair buried underground disappeared like the tide, flowing silently back into the shadows.

Sadako, whose cheek and eyeball were almost rubbing against Morino Ibiki's nose, quietly retracted her head, and the intercom in her schoolbag, which was spasming, returned to calm.

"Congratulations, you passed my test." Morino Ibiki looked down at him with a sullen face: "Now I am willing to listen to your explanation again. I hope you know how to seize the last chance!"

Hinata Naraku looked up at Morino Ibiki, his face full of lingering fear after surviving a catastrophe, and in his heart he sneered grimly: "Congratulations to you too, you survived, although you only have a few days left!"

Morino Ibiki walked to the side and pulled out the kunai nailed into the tree trunk, wiped off the blood and put it back into his waist bag, then looked at Hinata Naraku who got up from the ground with a weak leg, and asked word by word: "The death of Morino Koda and others..."

"It has nothing to do with me!!!" Hinata Naro was so scared that he dared not do anything weird anymore. He even interrupted Morino Ibiki's questioning impatiently and gave a decisive answer in advance.

[Villain's Language Art Level 1 is in effect!]

[Reliability↑]

Ibiki Morino observed Hyuga Naraku's expression and made a judgment based on his rich experience - Hyuga Naraku was not lying.

[The villain's language art experience bar is full, the villain's language art upgrades to level 2]

Hinata Naraku had a wooden face. Regarding the upgrade of this passive skill, his inner emotions were hard to describe!

"It has nothing to do with you?" Morino Ibiki believed what Hyuga Naraku said, but he was still sure that there was definitely something wrong with Hyuga Naraku. Even if he was not the real murderer, he must have known some important inside information but deliberately concealed it.

"Then what are you doing?" Morino Ibiki stomped hard on the embers of the fire on the ground, his eyes full of ferocity, "Boy, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation!"

Hinata Naraku wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve, but it made his face even more bloody. He licked his scarlet lips and explained his own problems hesitantly.

[Villain's Language Art Level 2 is effective, credibility increased by 30%!]