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

With a clear, melodious clang, it rang out.

"hiss!"

The young master of Fuji gasped, clutched his swollen hand, and squatted down, writhing in pain.

"I've already told you my head is hard. If you don't believe me, ask Tsunade. She knows best."

Kisame shook his head and walked to the side.

Prince Fuji glared at Kisame with hatred, about to lash out, when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound coming from the horizon.

what?

Not only him, but everyone else in the crew, as well as the tourists on the beach, all looked towards the sea at that moment.

A white line appeared on the distant sea and rapidly approached the shore.

Is it high tide?

No, it was a tsunami.

"A tsunami is coming!"

Suddenly, someone cried out, and chaos erupted on the beach as everyone began to run away in panic.

76. Kind-hearted Kisame

"Young master, please leave this place with us."

Fuji's two bodyguards appeared instantly and took him away from the scene immediately.

Kisame, however, remained completely unfazed.

This was a small tsunami, not very large, and was mostly triggered by an earthquake in the nearby sea. I heard that there are two or three like this every year.

As a water-style ninja and humanoid shark, how could Kisame possibly be afraid of tsunamis?

However, the tsunami came too suddenly, and with so many tourists on the beach today, it's likely that some people will be injured.

as predicted.

Due to the overcrowding, a stampede quickly occurred among the tourists who were rushing to escape.

When the tsunami struck, it swept towards the shore, causing even more injuries.

"Oh!"

Kisame summoned a shark and rode it across the waves unharmed.

Looking around, Tsunade and Shizune had also successfully avoided the impact of the tsunami and were standing on the water not far away.

The tsunami came quickly and went quickly.

A few minutes later, the waves receded, leaving behind only a scene of devastation and a large number of injured people crying for help.

"Silence! Save them immediately!"

With a shout, Tsunade charged towards the wounded on the beach.

Although she is a gambling addict and a deadbeat, she is always respectfully addressed as "Lady Tsunade" whenever she goes out, no matter where she goes.

The reason for this is that Tsunade is kind-hearted. As a doctor with superb medical skills and high medical ethics, she is never ambiguous when it comes to treating and saving lives.

Kisame, though not a medical ninja, went to help.

I've already said that he's actually a very kind person, but many people just don't believe me.

Whoosh.

Kisame moved nimbly around the beach, searching for those with minor injuries and carrying them to safety one by one, like carrying sandbags.

"Lady Tsunade!"

Not far away, Shizune suddenly looked at Tsunade anxiously for help, "There's someone here who's badly injured, and I can't help them. But..."

"But what?"

As Tsunade spoke, she rushed over and saw that the man had a large gash in his abdomen, cut open by a wooden board, and was losing a lot of blood.

Upon seeing the blood, Tsunade's hemophobia flared up again, causing her to feel dizzy and sway precariously.

Just then.

"Let me do it."

A voice came from behind. It was Kisame who reached out his large hand and caught Tsunade's shoulder before she fell.

Then, he strode up to Shizune.

"Tell me about the condition of the wounded," Kisame said, crouching down.

"…it is good."

Jingyin paused for a moment, then quickly said, "I've already disinfected it. The wound needs to be stitched up immediately. But the stitching surgery is too difficult; it's easy to damage internal organs if you're not careful."

The voice just fell.

Kisame flicked his finger, and with a "whoosh," the sewing needle-like index finger shot out.

He has been absorbing the longsword and sewing needle for almost half a year, and he practices "thread escape" almost every day. He is already very skilled at using the sewing needle and chakra threads.

It has reached a level of consummate skill.

Swish swish.

Under Kisame's control, the chakra threads attached to the end of the suture needle danced across the wound like butterflies, dazzling Shizune.

During this process, the huge, deep, and terrible wound was quickly stitched up without damaging the surrounding internal organs.

This is the superb precision of the line-tracing technique.

Next.

Kisame and Shizune worked together to heal many wounded soldiers.

Most of the injured suffered minor scrapes and bruises, with occasional bleeding wounds. Shizune was in charge of disinfection and general treatment, while Kisame was responsible for stitching up the wounds, since he didn't know anything else.

A male-female pairing.

After half an hour of work, all the injured tourists received assistance, and thankfully, no one died in the tsunami.

"thank you all!"

The wounded soldiers cast grateful glances at Kisame and Shizune, their eyes welling up with tears.

After settling the injured, Kisame said to Shizune, "Go see your teacher."

The two of them found Tsunade sitting on a bench on the beach, her head down, her hands hanging limply, and her fingers trembling slightly.

His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear.

As everyone knows, Kisame is truly a warm-hearted man.

So he decided to try to comfort Tsunade.

"How long have you had this hemophobia?" he asked, knowing the answer already, to get to the point.

Tsunade ignored her, keeping her head down and remaining silent.

Kisame plopped down next to Tsunade, grinning as he said, "I don't understand what's so scary about blood. I really like blood; its smell always excites me, and it makes my whole body feel like it's on fire."

No wonder it's a shark, it's really monstrous.

Shizune, who was standing to the side, heard these words and silently complained in her heart.

Tsunade remained silent.

"Let me guess, is your hemophobia caused by those two dead men?"

Seeing this, Kisame stopped beating around the bush and directly pointed out the cause of Tsunade's illness, saying, "If you feel guilty for causing their deaths, there's no need for that. After all, you gave me that so-called death necklace three months ago, and I'm still perfectly fine, aren't I?"

Upon hearing this, Tsunade finally raised her head and coldly replied to Kisame:

“You’re different from them. I’m overjoyed that you’re dead. Besides, I didn’t give you the necklace; you stole it from me.”

Now that things have come to this, she no longer expects to get the necklace back from Kisame.

Let it be.

"Lady Tsunade, is there really no way to cure your hemophobia?"

Shizune couldn't help but ask, her face filled with anxiety and worry.

In her heart, Tsunade has always been the greatest doctor in the entire ninja world and her idol.

However, due to hemophobia, Tsunade can no longer treat patients and may even have to give up her identity as a medical ninja.

This is truly a great pity.

In fact, ever since Shizune learned that Tsunade had hemophobia, she had persuaded the latter to try many treatments, but they were all only temporary solutions.

"It's no use. Her hemophobia isn't congenital; it's a psychological issue."

Kisame stood up from the bench and pointed out the crux of Tsunade's illness to Shizune: "Your Lady Tsunade has been trapped in the pain of the past and has never come out of it."

"you shut up!"

Tsunade suddenly shouted sharply, her fists clenched, as if she was about to punch Kisame away in the next second.

However, Kisame revealed a hearty smile and extended a large, calloused hand towards Tsunade:

"Tsunade, how about we work out together? Working out is a great lifestyle, and it might help you get over your pain."

"What did you say, working out?"

When Tsunade saw Kisame's smile, she was stunned for a moment, and images of him sweating profusely during workouts on the film set and in his own yard subconsciously surfaced in her mind.

"Yes, you have great talent, you will definitely be able to improve."

Kisame looked at Tsunade's exceptionally beautiful figure and gave her a heartfelt compliment.

Then he added, "Moreover, you have a very short temper. You can cultivate your character through exercise. Eventually, you can achieve the same refined and easygoing state of mind as me."