48 The Land Of Loot 11

Well, Daiki had seen just about enough.

He focused on his seal and drew on Isobu's chakra, the bijuu willingly helping it along. A moment later, a familiar bubbling red chakra cloak with three swaying red tails formed behind him.

Then, Daiki focused on his new eyes, and a second later, red dust shimmered into existence around him and was absorbed into the cloak and him for good measure.

As he did, the chakra signature he was giving off, was completely hidden away. Even if a sensor was standing a single step away from him, they wouldn't be able to sense his chakra at all, or Isobu's now.

Hell if another doujutsu user like a Byakugan holder looked at him, they'd probably think he was an illusion or fake because they wouldn't even be able to see his chakra network.

Then, Daiki hopped off the roof, over the gate and stealthily…strolled his way over to the mansion, summarily let himself in, and masking his foot falls using his chakra cloak, he made his way through the mansion towards where he could see them with his doujutsu.

'I should think of a name for these actually.' Daiki mused. Crimson or red were too cliche he thought. so maybe, Shinkugan? The… All Concealing Scarlet Eye?

Yeah, that worked!

He was a genius for sure.

He was the worst enemy of a sensor ninja. Especially since most of them, relied more on their ability to sense chakra, rather than their full on normal physical senses.

With his eyes, he could keep constant track of his enemy and their conversation and outright see if any of them had any suspicions, if he wanted to, he could even push it further and see their surface thoughts.

The Shinkugan was fucking broken man. Daiki had no idea where it even came from, his best bet was that a Hyuuga and an Uchiha got the fucky sucky on and Ranmaru was the orphaned or abandoned by product.

They didn't notice a thing.

Granted, these guys were all scrubs who couldn't stand up to genin without super special gear.

The only true threat, was the armour wearing cunt. He had, the Infinite Armour if he remembered right and it could absorb a ton of chakra.

Positioning himself in front of the door to where they were discussing, Daiki picked out his targets, his roiling tails raising up behind him and lifting his arms at the ready.

Then he kicked the door open, slamming it open against the wall with a bang, the quartet inside the large room, all spread around a large table jumped in alert, but far too slow.

He thrust out both hands, at the very same time he whipped his tails through the room.

Before they even realised what was going on fully, the woman, the shortest and the guy he followed here were swept up by his tails, and went crunch as he squeezed, pulping them like he did Raiga.

The last of the four, found himself submerged in a sea of red chakra, two massive chakra claws forming around him.

The armour, as he expected, began rapidly draining the chakra of the claw aimed at his torso, and it quickly withered away and sucked inside the tiger headed armour strapped to his chest.

Too bad that was a feint.

The second grasped him by the legs, making the man scream in agony as his bones turned to powder under the grip of the claw and then jerked him back through the air, sending him towards Daiki.

A split second later, Daiki shot forward with a punch, his fist meeting the large airborne mans cheek, and snapping his neck, dropping him to the ground, dead a moment later.

Daiki blinked, letting the chakra cloak fade from around him, "Well…that was easy." he noted.

He remembered these guys putting up a much bigger fight in the other timeline. Then again, that was against actual genin and a few chunin, sure talented, very powerful ones for their age…

But not ones that could stealthiy approach them with the full might of a Bijuu and attack them by surprise at full power.

'Note to self, the ability to enter Bijuu forms and cloak myself from being sensed at the same time, is utterly broken.' he thought to himself.

'You think?' Isobu noted, dryly.

He did indeed.

Looking around the room, Daiki was about to strip the four of them of their armour, before noticing something.

He hadn't seen them on his way here in the halls or any rooms he passed, but in here, he could see them clearly.

Swords.

Swords of varying sizes and shapes, spread about the room and hanging from the walls, giving off a distinct chakra-like aura to his eyes.

A lot like the variety of chakra blades he saw when Ochako was showing him around earlier before he switched with his clone and came here.

…Interesting, very interesting.

From what he could see, there was two of each element, crossing over each other and lined up. Despite the fact they were expensive chakra blades, swords at that, each probably worth a good million ryo at least each, they were used as no more than decorative pieces.

Yoink.

While he was divesting the actual prizes he came here for from the bodies of his victims, he grabbed them as well.

Then he sealed the bodies away while he was at that, he was especially careful not to break anything, to make it look as if they had left without any struggle and disappeared somewhere.

He'd get rid of the bodies later.

While he was at it, Daiki scoured the mansion with clones, looking for anything of interest. He found quite a bit of Ryo, and took half of it. Again, he wanted to make sure that it looked like they willingly left themselves and were not attacked in anyway.

But beyond that, he found nothing else of note.

Beyond a scroll that went into the various abilities of the four weapons that combined together to form the 'Ultimate Weapon', "Huh, so the shape can be customized?" Daiki read, meaning, it didn't have to take on that stupid looking thing Seimi had done with them?

Well, that was good and really interesting. The Flame Blade and Weaklessness Soaring Short Swords apparently couldn't change shape, but the main tiger faced armour could more or less take on a custom appearance decided on by the user who connected their chakra to it, and the three odd green orbs spread about the three swords the came together, apparently, when combined into the 'Ultimate Weapon' gave the user the ability to float.

Neat.

Not that he really needed it, but still neat.

"I'll check these out more later." Daiki shrugged, sealing the scroll away in his palm and preparing to leave.

He had to grab Seimi's corpse and get out of dodge. He'd get a hotel room for the night and then head out in the morning.

'I'll hit up Tanzaku Gai first before heading back.' he thought as he made his way back out towards the entrance of the mansion. The closest bounty station that he remembered was hid in a urinal not far from the place.

He had no idea why in a urinal though.

Daiki paused, blinking, "Huh." he uttered, and then a smirk spread across his face.

His clone had just popped and sent the memories to him. Apparently while he was busy here, the clone had gotten a quick bite with Ochako, before walking her home and bidding her goodbye.

He'd flirted with her a bit more, and she actually gave in a for a bit. He made out with her, even felt her up a bit, before she broke off and headed inside her house, bidding him goodbye.

…Sure he may have played the issue up a little that he could really die anytime, and she felt a bit sorry for him and got roped in a little bit, but eh.

If he wanted, he probably could have pushed the issue with her, but, that was enough for him.

"Nice." Daiki chuckled, praising himself. In a really good mood now and with a whistle on his lips and a jaunty spring in his step, the young genin made his way out to go yoink a corpse from a grave.

That was just how he rolled.