Reaching immortality (Reborn as Orochimaru)

14. Hanzo of the Salamander

We were ready to go for the second trip to the enemy camp when the leader of Ame began wandering above the ground where our base was located.

The man seemed to be searching for our base it seemed, and by himself no less. 

Naturally, my team mates and I went out to greet him to see why the man was being a complete idiot. I could tell he was the only one around for miles, meaning he had come alone. He was either incredibly powerful, believing himself capable of taking out our whole base on his own, or he was here to talk.

The third option was for him to willingly offer himself as a form of suicide, but no one else seemed to think that option had any merit. The man could very well be drunk and suicidal. These sorts of things happen after all. 

I took the lead in talking to the man since I found my team mates to be lacking in social etiquette, even in the most serious of circumstances. 

"Hanzo of the Salamander." I stated calmly as we stood in front of the imposing man. I couldn't help but notice the guy had particularly silky light blonde hair, that looked as if it were meticulously cared for with products I'd created. I cataloged the entirety of his appearance in my mind in conjunction with the skills I knew of the man and felt that nothing had been hidden in the reports of him.

Besides his personality. The man had a kindness in his eyes that I hadn't expected in someone known to be terrorizing his own people into following him. I decided then that the reports were wrong, and dealt with the man without the preconceived assumptions of his supposed personality.

I gave the man a short bow in greeting, my team mates following my lead right after, since the both of them understood how good I was with people. I'd shown my abilities as an ambassador on numerous missions before.

"The Shinigami King." Hanzo stated dryly. His eyes did not stray from mine, and that showed how much he considered me to be a threat, as well as how little he thought of my unknown team mates. "You understand why I'm here." The man stated.

I did not show the confusion I felt. I truly did not know why he was here after all. I decided to tell him my guess on why he was here. "You have come to seek your death, though I can see I was wrong about you being intoxicated."

Hanzo paused and tilted his head in a minuscule motion. All was silent except for the slow drizzle of rain around us. Ah, my guess was wrong. 

"We can fix that." I said, continuing on with talking as if there hadn't been a minute of silence between us. I pulled out a bottle of some of the best sake in existence. I only knew this since I'd created it myself. The alcohol available in this world was incredibly dull.

"...I did not come here to get drunk." Hanzo said slowly. He seemed to be hesitating. "Perhaps, if you satisfy my thirst for battle, I can share a bowl with you. Orochimaru." 

I narrowed my eyes at the man then lifted my hand for my team mates to back off. They both flickered away, leaving me relatively alone with the so called tyrant. 

"You wish to use me for your satisfaction, and expect me to be the one to provide drinks after?" I hummed as I put the sake back into my seal. 

"Your choice of words is unappreciated." Hanzo said as he pulled a kusarigama out of his ass. It was quite the unfortunate place for a storage seal. Then he was racing towards me, full tilt with his weapon raised above him. I blocked it with a diamond spear that had grown from the ground in front of me. "I am not interested in such things." He said calmly, with his face inches away from mine. I rolled my eyes as I grabbed the spear and wielded it expertly to throw his kusarigama back.