Chapter 61 Behind the Scenes
Asuma was at a loss for words to refute this series of sarcasm.
He killed several of the untouchables that Yamano Kazuo called last night.
It was both killing, but the other person hadn't done the killing yet. Asma himself felt ridiculous for being fifty steps ahead and the pot calling the kettle black.
At this time, another voice was heard.
"Enough? The ninja-sama you're talking about killed an entire village in one night. Killing a group of ordinary people is no different from killing cattle and sheep."
Haneda threatened.
With his strength, it's considered good-tempered of him not to kill anyone directly.
If he hadn't wanted to see what would happen in the coming days, Haneda would have already taken action.
Hearing the threat, Yamano Kazuo was about to threaten back at a child ninja.
But seeing the sinister look in Haneda's eyes, he closed his mouth from the bottom of his heart.
"Let's go. We don't want to play anymore. It's boring." Yamano Kazuo put his hands in his pockets, pretending to be casual, and prepared to leave.
But Haneda spoke again:
"Who asked you to leave? You haven't paid for the things you broke, the medical expenses for the people you beat, and the compensation for your mental damages."
After saying this, the samurai next to Yamano Kazuo couldn't bear it anymore and suggested:
"Master, do you want me to kill this rude boy?"
Hearing this, Yamano Kazuo glanced at the burly warrior, then looked at the young man who was calm but revealed a murderous aura, and decisively gave in.
"Forget it, a small amount of money is nothing, just give it to me, who cares."
After saying that, Yamano Kazuo threw a stack of money and left without even looking at the amount.
The butler looked back at Haneda and the others, then quietly whispered a few words into the young master's ear and left.
When the samurai's back completely disappeared in the street, the old man called Erye pulled his granddaughter to thank Haneda and others.
"Don't thank me, I just simply can't stand this kind of behavior."
After saying that, Haneda said to Asuma and Hong,
"I'm going to go get some information first. If you have nothing to do, you can go back or take a walk."
"Okay. Hong and I will help the old man clean up the stall first, and then we will go to find Sakumo-sensei to practice."
Asuma knew that if he and Hong followed Brother Haneda they would only be a burden to him, so he did not force himself to follow him.
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Inside the city, in a secret room in Yamano Kazuo's mansion.
The butler brought Yamano Kazuo here, whispered a few words in Sakata's ear, then closed the door and left.
When the door was completely sealed and the room was dark, Sakata said coldly to his son:
"Didn't I tell you not to go out and cause trouble these days? And they bumped into you!"
"Dad, I'm helping the family, helping to collect rent!"
"It was just that the process was a bit rough, and it happened to be seen by those three Konoha ninjas."
Yamano Kazuo argued.
But Sakata knew very well what kind of person his son was, and even without the butler's reminder, he could guess most of the causes and consequences.
After staring at his son's eyes for a long time, Sakata suddenly said:
"Forget it, this is good, at least I can test the attitudes of those ninjas."
"They are already thinking of taking action against me. They will most likely hire ninjas from the Hidden Mist Village."
"This struggle has already involved the positions of the other two major powers. Whether people are good or evil is no longer important."
"but……"
Sakata said this and slowly walked in front of Kazuo.
He glanced coldly at his only son and said:
"I don't care what your temper was like before, but you must not leave the house for the next few days!"
"If you want your father, me, and yourself to die!"
"Did you understand?!"
"Yes, Dad! I will never step out of the house again, and I will never provoke those Konoha ninjas again!!"
It was rare for Yamano Kazuo to see his father so serious, so he immediately made the promise.
"After you get out, ask the butler to come see me."
Sakata put his hands behind his back.
As the footsteps faded away, the sunlight came in again, only to be blocked by the heavy door again.
"Sir." The butler saluted respectfully.
"Find an opportunity to reveal the information of those ninjas from Konoha to the people of Kirigakure, and lead them to fight to the death."
"Sir, are you going to kill them all?"
"What do you say?"
"Hehe... Ninjas are just tools. If they can't be used by me, then I'll just destroy them."
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Leaving Fengbin City, there are endless fields and high mountains that block the sea.
Haneda transformed into a black-haired young man wearing a bamboo hat and walking on the path in the field.
He planned to collect some information about the bandits.
Soon we passed a village.
According to the intelligence scroll, this place is very close to that nest of bandits.
There are not many houses in the village, about forty or fifty, and only a few dozen families.
There was a family with a white cloth hanging in front of their door, as if someone had died, but there was no one around to pay tribute, which seemed very strange.
Haneda climbed in through the window, and as soon as he stepped inside, his feet raised a cloud of dust when they touched the floor.
The things here are very shabby, the tables and chairs have signs of being broken, and it looks like no one has lived here for a long time.
But the white cloth at the door looked the same as when it was just hung up, which was very strange.
Haneda became even more curious.
He remembered that when he first walked into the village, he saw an old lady sitting at the opposite door, so he thought of asking her.
As quickly as it came, it went as quickly as it came.
Haneda climbed out of the window and walked to the opposite door as if nothing had happened.
At this time, an old lady was weaving. Seeing someone coming, she stopped sewing and asked enthusiastically:
"Need directions, young man?"
Haneda shook his head and pointed at the white cloth on the opposite door and said:
"I am a traveler from the Fire Nation and a writer dedicated to recording the customs and culture of various countries."
"Grandma, I'd like to ask, is there any legend or reason for hanging a white cloth in front of the door of a person who has died a long time ago?"
As he spoke, Haneda took out a booklet and a pen from his waist bag and looked at the old lady very seriously.
When the old lady heard this question, her eyes dimmed.
She didn't want to answer at first, but when she noticed Haneda's sincerity and seriousness in his eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse.
Besides, this young man is from the Fire Nation, so it’s no big deal to say it out loud.
"That was hung up by my son Xiao Feng. It's not the custom of Wave Country."
"Oh? Is it because your son has a good relationship with that group of people?" Haneda asked with a pen, pretending to take notes.
"I guess so. He had a very good relationship with Takahashi. After his family was killed by the people in the mountains, he became silent."
"Until that day, a group of people found Xiao Feng. He hung up a white cloth and left."
"Before leaving, he said..."
“We are like straw in the field. We will fall down when the wind blows, or even when there is no wind.”
“So we must fight, grow wildly, and take root in the fields.”
"Xiao Feng left this sentence and left."
"Didn't he come to visit grandma?" Haneda asked again.
"He said he didn't want to get me into trouble."
The old lady looked gloomy, as if she knew what path her son had chosen.
