Alice and her mother frowned. Alice was about to step forward when a mocking voice cut in.
"What's all this clowning around about?"
Azami frowned instinctively and turned.
After leaving the Nakiri Family, he had gathered a large number of culinary talents, establishing the Central Culinary Organization, aiming to manipulate high society through food… essentially, the Food Wars! version of the Dark Cooking Society.
His influence was now not inferior to the Nakiri Family's. There were few who would dare speak to him like that.
But when he saw who it was, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.
Few dared to be rude to him, but this one certainly did.
The strongest superhuman in the real world… Nishikawa Makoto!
Erina, hiding behind her mother Mana, was stunned.
Her father, whom she thought of as terrifying as Demon King, was trembling in fear before Makoto?
"Nishikawa-senpai, should I kill this guy?"
Yu immediately stepped forward, pointing at Azami.
Nakano Yotsuba, who still hadn't grasped the situation, was again amazed, 'Th-this junior was too intense!'
Meanwhile, Makoto, the Aizono sisters, Utaha, Megumi, and the others quickly gathered.
"Makoto, this doesn't seem like the Ninja World."
"It feels more like Japan, but an older era. Has an eighties vibe."
"Mom and Dad are here too. Should we move them somewhere safe?"
The girls spoke one after another.
Besides those who had gone to the Naruto World before, like Kayoko, Sayuri, Eri, and others, Kogoro, Kudo Yusaku, Kudo Yukiko, Kasumigaoka's parents, Kato's parents, and more were all present.
Makoto scanned the crowd, thinking, 'Well, a family isekai gathering.'
Just as he was about to speak, the Sensor-type Ninjas, like Yukino, Megumi, and others, had their expressions changed dramatically.
They collapsed to their knees, pale, almost fainting.
The weaker Yukino even bent over, vomiting violently.
"Yukino, what's wrong?" Haruno rushed to her sister's side.
Mrs. Yukinoshita's expression also shifted.
After all, she had given birth to her.
Before they could ask, Megumi, on the other side, suddenly pointed south. Her usually placid face was contorted with extreme fear as she screamed:
"Makoto-kun! Over there... there's a terrifying presence!!"
The next moment, not just sensor-types like Megumi, but even combat-type Ninjas like Makoto, Utaha, and Ran sensed it clearly.
The presence was overwhelmingly suffocating… infinite, the very embodiment of destruction and ruin.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Earth-shattering, continuous gunfire echoed in everyone's ears, seeming to resonate across the entire planet.
Azami, still on the ground, was caught off guard. With a boom, he was instantly blown to a pulp by bullets from an unknown source.
The Nakiri Family's members nearby were stunned.
Then, Erina, Alice, and the others saw bullets rain down upon them like a storm.
Before they could even scream, a massive gray-black skeletal claw descended, shielding them like a giant umbrella.
The bullets hit the claw with a dense, grating, teeth-aching clatter.
"Nishikawa-kun!" Alice turned, shouting in relief.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
But before they could relax, a second, denser, more violent barrage descended. Everyone looked up to see countless bullets, like an apocalyptic storm, covering every inch of land as far as the eye could see.
The sight reminded them of the carpet bombing of Tokyo's city center by the US military.
But this firepower far exceeded that of that day.
Even the destroyer's bombardment had gaps. This onslaught was relentless, as if trying to tear the world apart.
"Sensei-kun!?"
Utaha was pale, about to form a hand seal for defense, but realized her strength was utterly insufficient.
"Everyone, over here!"
Makoto commanded.
The moment the words left his mouth, the Susanoo ribs around him extended, forming a head and arms.
Susanoo: First Form.
In less than half a second, his Chakra spread wildly, and massive armor encased the skeleton.
Susanoo: Second Form.
Susanoo: Third Form.
From First to Third Form, Makoto took less than two seconds.
But the rain of bullets had already arrived.
Spurt! Spurt!
Aoki Daigo and Sato Shoji from the Food Wars! main cast, being too far away, were instantly reduced to bloody mist by the dense bullets before they could reach the Susanoo's protection.
"Aoki-kun! Sato-kun!"
The kind-hearted Tadokoro Megumi screamed in horror.
"Megumi, get inside!"
Sakaki Ryoko grabbed her hand, pulling her forcefully into the shelter.
Though she grieved for her dorm mates' deaths, survival was paramount now.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang—!
Under the relentless assault, the Third Form Susanoo's armor began to crack!
Ran, Megumi, and the veteran players were terrified.
They had seen the Susanoo's power many times, but this was the first time they'd seen Makoto's Susanoo damaged.
Bang!
A massive bullet, the size of a basketball, struck the crack in the Susanoo precisely.
Boom—!!!
The sound was deafening.
The Third Form Susanoo's armor shattered.
"Damn it!"
Seeing debris flying inside the Susanoo, Makoto threw Flying Thunder God kunai, deflecting the shrapnel before it could hit Yotsuba, Ai, and the others.
But some he couldn't reach, or didn't bother to.
The next second, three agonizing, piercing screams shattered the panicked atmosphere.
Shinichi was thrown back, slamming into the Susanoo's inner wall. His spine felt like it had snapped.
His eyes widened in horror as he looked down—
Everything below his knees was gone. The stumps were a bloody mess, dark red blood gushing out. Beneath, shattered white bone was visible, blood vessels still spurting.
Shinichi opened his mouth, but no sound came. His consciousness teetered on the edge of shock.
Aki Tomoya and Ito Makotou's fates were even more horrifying and degrading.
Two stray bullets hit their lower bodies, instantly exploding in a spray of red.
Both collapsed into the snow, their bodies arching violently like snapped shrimp, hands clutching their groins.
The tearing, burning pain shot to their brains. Every breath tugged at the explosive pain.
They let out inhuman wails, tears, snot, and cold sweat mingling. Their bodies convulsed uncontrollably, legs kicking stiffly at the snow.
Blood poured from their trousers, spreading a large, crimson stain on the snow.
It was the most humiliating, unbearable injury a man could suffer.
Soma, Ryo, Hachiman, and the other boys instinctively clutched their own vital areas.
Just watching was excruciating.
Only Saika showed a hint of subtle envy, murmuring,
"That... doesn't sound so bad. I didn't really want mine anyway."
"Shut up. Don't bother Senpai."
Yu, expressionless, kicked them hard.
The secondary pain sent them into shock, their bodies going rigid before they passed out completely.
Inside the Susanoo, Makoto's Eternal Mangekyo spun wildly.
The Third Form Susanoo expanded again, its aura surging.
Complete Body Susanoo!
Behind a distant tree, Hayakawa Aki held his brother tightly, huddled behind the trunk, praying for survival.
When he saw the colossal, demonic gray-black giant before him, he was speechless, forgetting to breathe.
Inside the 'cockpit' at the Complete Body Susanoo's brow, Makoto paused slightly.
"What's wrong, Makoto? Where's the enemy? Take him out!" Airi shouted urgently.
Makoto clicked his tongue and said something that sent chills down everyone's spines:
"He's over eight hundred miles away."