Ninja World: I, Kisame Hoshigaki, am no longer human!

Such a plot full of twists and turns is what keeps the audience hooked and makes the story exciting and suspenseful.

"Lady Tsunade, come a little closer, make your expression more affectionate, and imagine Fuji-kun as your first love."

Director Yamamoto provided guidance from the sidelines.

Overjoyed, the young master Fuji looked at the incomparably beautiful Tsunade before him and eagerly reached out his hands, wanting to embrace her slender waist...

It's only natural to take advantage of it.

Just then.

Kisame stepped onto the sand, raised his other foot, used his gleaming black leather shoe to tiptoe on the beach soccer ball next to him, and aimed at Fuji's buttocks.

A powerful shot.

call out.

The football whistled through the air, drawing a beautiful and precise arc.

With a bang.

Fuji's pupils contracted sharply, a sharp pain shot through his buttocks, and he lost his balance, staggering forward.

Tsunade was startled and quickly dodged.

Fuji-kun immediately fell face-first onto the beach in a classic dog-face-shit pose, looking utterly pathetic.

"Who?!"

He immediately got up, furious. Who was this blind fool?

Looking back.

Kisame made a dazzling entrance, whistling and with his hands in his pockets, accompanied by a group of underlings in suits and sunglasses.

"Excuse me, we were playing beach volleyball here and accidentally kicked the ball over there. Are you alright?"

Kisame walked up to Fuji, looked down at him, and gave him a smile.

"You damned thing..."

Prince Fuji gritted his teeth, lost his mind, and rushed forward to attack Kisame.

Ok?

Kisame's eyes turned cold, and he made a lightning-fast move, grabbing Fuji's collar and roughly lifting him up like a dog.

next second.

Whizzing.

Two elite Jonin bodyguards of the young master Fuji appeared instantly. One of them grabbed Kisame's wrist and said coldly:

"Let go!"

The other person drew a sharp ninja sword and placed the gleaming tip against Kisame's neck.

"You're all courting death."

Kisame narrowed his eyes, uttered a classic villain line, and his murderous intent surged.

His participation in this film was entirely a natural fit for him.

Because Kisame is always ready to turn the charade into a real villain and take down Fuji-kun, his annoying employer, and his two lackeys.

In other words, he was serious.

"Crack!"

At the critical moment, Director Yamamoto shouted and rushed over, hurriedly saying, "It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. It's just filming, everyone please calm down."

Tsunade arrived in an instant, reaching out to remove the ninja sword from Kisame's neck. She then frowned and addressed both sides:

"Let's talk things out."

Upon hearing this, Kisame's murderous aura gradually dissipated. He released Fuji and turned to protest to Director Yamamoto:

“After I came on stage, he didn’t act according to the script, and he also misspoke his lines.”

"Uh, this..."

Upon hearing this, Director Yamamoto gave an awkward smile and cautiously glanced at Prince Fuji.

"I'm tired, let's call it a day."

"I am Fuji," the young master said coldly, giving Kisame a deep look before turning and walking away.

His two bodyguards followed closely behind without saying a word.

"Ugh."

Director Yamamoto watched Fuji's departing figure and sighed.

Then, he turned around and said to Kisame earnestly:

"Kisame-san, I'm not saying you acted badly. On the contrary, you were too immersed in your villainous role. If you could tone it down a bit, it would be even better. You... do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, director."

Kisame nodded seriously, frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "Are you trying to tell me that truly excellent acting should be subtle and restrained, like thunder in silence? Is that right?"

He genuinely wants to further hone his acting skills.

Kisame believed that using language, facial expressions, and body language to deceive the enemy was an important part of unrestricted martial arts.

"Yes, you understand perfectly."

Director Yamamoto nodded with satisfaction, increasingly convinced that Kisame was a natural-born actor.

It's such a waste that such a talented actor should become a lowly ninja.

Thinking of this, he shook his head regretfully and turned to leave.

"Hey."

At that moment, Tsunade walked up, patted Kisame on the shoulder, and said casually, "Thank you for helping me out earlier."

She is not stupid.

She could tell that Kisame had deliberately kicked Fuji's butt with the ball so that the latter wouldn't be able to take advantage of her.

Oh?

Kisame didn't expect Tsunade to think that way; he was simply too immersed in the role and didn't like the protagonist.

That's why that kind of behavior occurred.

However, since Tsunade has been delusional, Kisame won't miss this opportunity.

He didn't hold back at all, and immediately took the opportunity to demand benefits from Tsunade:

"I helped you, shouldn't you give me something in return?"

69. You have one child

When faced with Kisame, who immediately asked for favors.

"What reward?" Tsunade frowned slightly.

"Do you have any high-grade sleeping potions? Preferably colorless and odorless, that can subdue elite Jonin without them even realizing it, rendering them unable to fight. Just give me a bottle."

Kisame stared intently at Tsunade, still thinking about the drug she used to subdue Jiraiya in the original story.

Tsunade snorted coldly upon hearing this:

"I knew you had ulterior motives all along, that's why I don't have that kind of thing."

As soon as she finished speaking, she flicked her golden ponytail and brushed past Kisame, leaving behind only a faint, lingering fragrance of a woman.

Kisame shook his head, went into the dressing room to change out of his suit, and prepared to finish work and go home.

As he passed by the film crew's logistics department, he overheard a conversation between two employees.

"That Kisame Hoshigaki, he's not here to film, he's clearly here to freeload. He ate enough for eight people by himself, he's a real glutton," one of them complained.

"Don't prepare lunch for him tomorrow. This was personally instructed to me by Young Master Fuji when he came to inspect the area this afternoon. Let this guy starve!"

Another person, who appeared to be in a higher position, said coldly.

This production crew is so stingy.

Kisame was slightly displeased upon hearing these words. He had only eaten a little more than the others, was it really necessary to make such a fuss?

Forget it.

Starting tomorrow, let the Snow Woman cook meals at home and deliver them to us.

With that thought in mind, Kisame returned to the seaside villa.

the next day.

After a night, Prince Fuji seemed to have calmed down.

He harbors a dream of becoming a movie star, and in order to realize this grand dream, he has to temporarily put aside his dissatisfaction with Kisame Hoshigaki.

However, once the movie is finished, the shark will no longer be of any use to him, and that will be the time to discard him after he has served his purpose.

With that thought in mind, Prince Fuji walked past Kisame with a cold smile.

The morning's filming went very smoothly.

Soon, it was lunchtime.

A dining table was set up on the beach, laden with a lavish meal delivered from the hotel, making everyone's mouths water.

With a smile, Fuji-kun politely invited Tsunade, Shizune, and Director Yamamoto to have lunch with him.

Tsunade glanced at the crowd and was surprised to find that only Kisame Hoshigaki was sitting on a small stool in the corner, without any food.

"What's going on?" she asked the director, turning to him.

"Maybe there weren't enough boxed meals today. It's okay, that guy is strong and healthy, missing a meal won't be a big deal."

Fuji glanced at Kisame with a playful look, spoke first, and then pulled out a chair for Tsunade with a gentlemanly gesture.