Chapter 118: Giving up on Getting Along Well on the First Day of Coming to This World

After noon, in the forest near Kirigakure.

A group of ninjas shuttled quickly among the trees. Except for the sound of their toes stepping on branches or the ground from time to time, there was no other sound.

Their faces were tense, and they looked like they were suppressing exhaustion. They were obviously performing a very urgent task——

Capture four young fugitives from the Taketori clan.

Three of them have black hair, and like all the Taketori clan members, they are rough-skinned and thick-bodied, making them difficult to subdue; the other has white hair, and although he is young, he can easily kill chuunin and is very dangerous.

Although these four people did not hesitate to kill the Kirigakure ninja who tried to intercept them when they escaped, the elder Yuanshi, who was responsible for the Mizukage, believed that these teenagers who "performed well" last night were enough to defeat them. In the next few years, he will become the backbone of Kirigakure Village and an important bargaining chip to completely recruit the Taketori clan, so it is best to capture him alive. Don't kill the opponent unless absolutely necessary.

One can imagine how the ninjas responsible for this mission felt.

His comrades were killed, his home was destroyed, and Yagura, a man she didn't like very much but was still a Mizukage, died inexplicably.

After experiencing all this and a thrilling battle all night long, they were actually responsible for "inviting" the most ferocious enemies back as guests? Just thinking about it is unacceptable.

The reason why this team did not make a huge noise, but remained silent like evil soldiers, was simply because the Jonin who led the mission was the clan member of the elder Genshi.

"There's someone over there."

The reconnaissance ninja in the team pointed in one direction, "The chakra reaction is very weak. He is an ordinary person and should not be a target."

The leading ninja raised his hand. Everyone stopped immediately and waited in silence for instructions.

"You two, staying in the team will only slow down the others."

The team leader turned his head and looked at the rear of the team, "Go over there and ask if they have seen any traces of the target, and then catch up with us at full speed. The rest of the people, continue moving forward with me."

After saying that, he took the remaining people and flew out.

Only the two young ninjas who were named remained where they were with ugly expressions.

"These bastards from big families suddenly became arrogant today."

The older boy among them carried a two-handed sword on his back and looked at the retreating team and said in a disdainful tone: "Yesterday, I only dared to hide at home and pretend to be sick, but as soon as I heard that Lord Yagura was dead, I immediately came out to point fingers. Huh, what about the 'genius boy' and the 'backbone'? It's not like the big families have negotiated and colluded, and Kirigakure Village has become what it used to be like before..."

"But... this is also a good thing for us."

Another young ninja carries an ordinary ninja sword. He looks more submissive and is probably in his early thirteen years.

As he spoke, he carefully looked at the expressions of his companions, "At least we no longer have to attack villagers who are unable to resist, and we no longer have to kill each other..."

When he noticed that his companion suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him strangely, the sword-bearing boy quickly stopped.

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

The boy with the two-handed sword said angrily: "If we don't kill those monsters with blood inheritance limits, how can ordinary ninjas like us ensure our status in the village? Besides, targeting those villages, the profits are very high, okay? No matter what Is it true or not, we can threaten the villagers. If they don't give us money regularly, we will report that there are blood heirs hidden in their village; if they don't give us money, we will kill them all and take away all their savings. Isn't this much safer than doing those dangerous tasks? They can't resist anyway...

"On the contrary, now that the policy has been cancelled, if we do missions in the future, we will most likely have to face ninjas from other countries. We won't know how we will die by then, okay?"

"That's right."

The sword-ninja boy blinked. He had just become a ninja, and he didn't expect that there were so many ways in it.

No wonder the village is getting weaker day by day, but there are still so many people willing to support the Fourth Mizukage. It turns out that this is the reason.

"But it's hard to grow as a ninja if you only fight against people who are weaker than you..."

"Why, you look down on us seniors? Growth? Doesn't the growth of ninjas require risks? Isn't it amazing that we don't deal with opponents who can definitely be killed, but insist on finding those we can't defeat? Humph, you After all, you are still too young..."

The boy with the two-handed sword snorted coldly, "Let's go and carry out the tasks assigned by the rich masters. I guess it's another waste of time..."

The two ran in the direction pointed by the scouting ninja before, and soon they saw a figure walking on the forest path - two figures to be precise.

One person was walking, while the other was tied to a stretcher made of wooden bars and vines and dragged forward, but the speed was not slow.

"It should be them."

Looking at each other, the two people immediately rushed to stop each other, but they were both a little surprised.

The person responsible for dragging his companion was actually a slender and petite girl, no more than ten years old at most.

"You two, what can I do?"

The girl's long hair was tied up, her skin was as warm white as a pear blossom, and her two violet-like eyes were as clear as a shallow stream, exuding a gentleness and kindness far beyond her peers.

The only thing that was a bit incongruous was the butterfly-patterned haori she wore that was obviously a few sizes too big, and the bloodstains on the knees of the white yukata underneath.

Of course, the strangest thing is that she dragged a boy of the same age who was about the same height as her but obviously much stronger, but she didn't even breathe.

But because Kocho Shinobu's smile was too rare in the iron-blooded place of Kirigakure, the two young ninjas who had never had similar experiences ignored this important doubt for a while.

Seeing that the two did not answer and just looked at her in surprise, Kocho Shinobu repeated her question again: "Excuse me, you two, is there something important that you stopped me for?"

With a smile on her face, her bright eyes swept over the weapons on their waists and backs, as well as the ninja tool bags hanging on their thighs, and finally returned to the forehead protector engraved with the Kirigakure mark.

Although from the outside, Kocho Shinobu was not at all wary.

In fact, she had already untied the rattan connecting her waist to the stretcher of Yiyong, and her left hand turned back to her body, and her fingertips pinched a sharp branch under the stretcher, ready to start.

Whenever Giyuu's spirit is more active - such as using the Moon Breathing to breathe, opening the Sharingan or thinking about important things, Kocho Shinobu can learn what is happening outside through Giyuu's senses. Therefore, she has a basic understanding of how cold-blooded, cruel and domineering the ninjas in this world are, and she will never be unprepared.

"Ahem."

The older one coughed and woke up the boy with the ninja sword, who immediately said, "We are looking for someone."

He asked, "Have you seen four little ghosts who are about your age but move very quickly nearby? Three of them have black hair and one has white hair..."

As he said, he pointed at his eyebrows.

"Their eyebrows have been shaved off, and two small dots have been drawn with cinnabar as a replacement."

"Sorry, I don't know who you are talking about, and I didn't see any children..."

Kohiko Shinobu shook her head with a smile, "In fact, you are the first and second people I met today (in this world)."

As we all know, the first impression is very important, because people are animals with preconceived ideas.

The performance of these two ninjas will most likely seriously affect Shinobu Kocho's view of this new world. She doesn't care about talking to them for a few more words.

"That's it." The ninja sword boy had expected it.

After all, with the style of the Bamboo Cutter Clan, how could they let go easily if someone really witnessed their escape route?

Although that clan is stupid, they are not stupid to this extent.

He nodded and looked at his companions, "Senior, let's go."

"Wait a minute..." Shinobu Kocho stopped him, "The children you are looking for, they won't be in any danger, right?"

Shinobu Kocho, who once adopted several orphans, is inevitably sensitive to such words.

In addition, the reputation of Kirigakure ninjas in Giyuu's subconscious is "weak and bad", and she is worried that Kirigakure is trying to hunt down the children with the so-called "bloodline limit".

If this is the case, it proves that the dead Mizukage himself is probably not the root of Kirigakure's "badness".

Hearing Shinobu Kocho ask this, the expression of the two-handed sword boy suddenly became cold.

When he mentioned the purpose of looking for these "children", he was furious.

In the early hours of this morning, the Taketori clan, which had been suppressed by Yagura, learned from somewhere that the Anbu directly under the Mizukage was not there, so Yagura had no one to protect him, and he was so crazy that he attacked the Kirigakure Village with the whole clan. Nearly two hundred tough and fearless fighting madmen poured into the streets and rushed to the Mizukage building, claiming to kill Yagura. After being stopped by the Kirigakure ninja, a big melee broke out between the two sides, and the battle was not over until sunrise.

But after paying the lives of nearly four or five hundred Kirigakure ninjas, the balance of victory has seriously tilted.

Most of the Taketori clan were killed or injured, and only twenty or so of the strongest clansmen were still lingering. As long as the ninjas in the village continue to besiege, they can be wiped out in one fell swoop.

But at this time, the Kirigakure high-level suddenly announced that the fourth generation Mizukage Yagura had died.

Since the purpose of the Taketori Clan's attack on Kirigakure has been achieved, there is no need to continue fighting, otherwise the clan will be exterminated. The chief of the Taketori Clan is an old friend of the Yuanshi Elder, and he immediately agreed to this proposal, but the Yuanshi Elder still had to temporarily detain them according to the rules.

But on the way to the dungeon, the white-haired boy who performed the best in the Taketori Clan suddenly jumped up like crazy, killing the ninja guarding him and running away, and three other boys from the Taketori Clan took the opportunity to follow him and escaped with him.

The ninjas in the village intercepted them all the way, but no one succeeded!

It is conceivable that most of the Kirigakure ninjas, especially the ordinary ninjas, were so angry when they heard about this, so they demanded severe punishment for the prisoners of the Taketori Clan.

However, the high-level leaders composed of the patriarchs of the big families not only did not kill the remaining Taketori Clan to set an example, but also sent people to "persuade them to return"!

Now, when a passerby asked again, "Will those children be in any danger?", the two-handed sword boy was already extremely angry.

He had been with his boss all morning, so he couldn't vent and had to keep it in.

But now, he had a chance.

Under the worried eyes of his companions, the two-handed sword boy raised the corners of his mouth, walked to the side of Kocho Shinobu as if no one was around, looked at Giyuu with his eyes closed on the "stretcher", and then asked condescendingly: "Speaking of which, what's going on? Who is he and why is he injured?"

"My father is a doctor near the swordsmith village. He is my father's apprentice."

Butterfly Ninja's expression did not change and he answered very calmly. She had heard this place name in Yiyong's mind and used it smoothly.

"Yesterday we went to the mountains to collect medicine. It was dark when we came home. He accidentally rolled down the mountain and became like this. I have bandaged his wounds, but if he wants to survive, my father will need to use the medicine himself."

"Really?"

The boy with the two-handed sword squatted down and reached out to lift off the cloth that was covering Giyu's wound, but the Butterfly Ninja took a step forward and stood between him and Giyu.

The boy with a two-handed sword who had always been feared and bowed down by ordinary people felt that he was offended and his mood became worse.

"Where are the medicines you collected? Why didn't I see them?"

He further asked, "Isn't that an excuse?"

"Of course not, you are thinking too much." The Butterfly Ninja took out a handful of medicinal herbs from the lining of Yuori's clothes, "Most of the medicinal herbs were lost because he rolled down the mountain, but there are still some left here. ”

Of course, these medicines were not prepared to prevent ninjas from interrogating them, but were left over to temporarily treat Yuiyu's injuries. Fortunately, Yiyong's belongings were placed at the bottom of the stretcher for convenience, otherwise it would be really unclear.

In order to convince the other party, Butterfly Ninja told the names and functions of the herbs one by one, but this only made the boy with the two-handed sword even more impatient.

"What a coincidence. The village had just experienced an attack, and there appeared a guy outside with wounds all over his body."

The boy with the two-handed sword smiled sinisterly, "Who knows if you escaped from the village during the chaos."

"I'm not from here, and I don't know which village you are talking about."

The butterfly ninja still maintained a smile, "If you have finished asking, please let us leave. My partner is seriously injured. If he is not rescued, he may not survive for long."

"What's the use of living like an ant? It's better to stay in the mountains and die."

A vein appeared on the right side of Butterfly Ninja's forehead, but his smile became even brighter.

The boy with the two-handed sword seemed to be unwilling to continue to embarrass him and turned to leave. Butterfly Ninja thought that she had managed it, and that she might not need to resort to violence on her first day in this world, and she felt a little relieved.

But at this moment, the young man suddenly turned around without warning, lowered his body and tore off the black cloth wrapped around Yiyong's abdomen, revealing the hideous wound.

"This is a wound punctured by a kunai, and you said you didn't escape from the village?"

The boy with the two-handed sword let go of his hand and threw the fragments of clothing that had wrapped Yiyong on the ground. He repeatedly twisted and stepped on it with his right foot. His right hand touched the hilt of the two-handed sword behind him and smiled triumphantly: "You know what a traitor is? What's the end?"

"Then you know, disturbing my patients..."

The butterfly ninja also raised his head that had been lowered just now. The corners of his mouth were still curved upward, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"What's the end?

"It seems that I can't get along well with someone like you."

I have never written about emotional scenes between men and women, so I don’t want to write too much about myself, so for the time being, 4,400 is updated daily, so I can keep it up and watch it together.

Pretend I didn’t say the above

——The author from One Day Later