My Hidden Road

Under the cover of night, a figure staggered out of the drizzle. He carried a long knife on his shoulder. The owner of the long knife was not much taller than it.

The towering iron tower filled the air with a smell of rust and damp rot. Shops on the street were open in twos and threes, but there were very few pedestrians on the street. No one wanted to buy anything. They or their existence seemed

It just proves that people can survive here, which makes them a little angry.

The long knife was thrown on the counter of a shop, and the young man whistled very uninhibitedly.

"Get something to eat."

The shop owner wiped the sweat from his forehead and said awkwardly: "Sir, you have to pay for food."

The young man raised his eyebrows and said displeasedly: "Is there someone here who refuses to pay for a meal? Tell me and I will make the decision for you."

The boss tremblingly stretched out his right index finger and pointed at the young man, his eyes constantly dodging.

"Um--!"

The boy's particularly elongated nasal voice gave off a feeling of indignity and self-anger. It was a bit funny, but in the eyes of the boss, it was extremely terrifying.

"Master Ninja, I have nothing left to sell, please let me go." The boss begged, "You have come to my store more than a dozen times this week, and you have ordered it every time from breakfast to dinner.

Come here and work harder than the rain falling from the sky. I will go bankrupt after eating it."

The young man touched his nose without realizing it: "It's not that life has been difficult recently. Anyone with money can eat the King's meal. After I defeat Konoha Village, I will pay you back the meal money I owe you with interest."

"I would like to ask, do you think this war can be won?"

"Shut up."

The young man picked up the boss's collar and looked around on the street.

"Anyone who deceives the public and disturbs the morale of the army by deceiving others is regarded as an accomplice of Konoha. I am now requesting on behalf of Lord Hanzo and the heroic spirits who died in Amegakure Village..." The young man begged with a face: "Please get me some first."

Food, I didn’t even eat breakfast, I was starving to death.”

"No." The boss gritted his teeth and said, "Not even a piece of bread or a grain of rice. Even if you kidnap me today and use me as a spy, you still won't have any."

Unwilling to give up, the boy climbed over the counter and went into the store to rummage around. There was the sound of rummaging inside. After a moment, the boy took a few rusty kunai and threw them on the counter.

"You keep your ninja tool secretly, now you have nothing to say."

"This is not mine."

"Huh?" the young man said harshly: "You have stolen something and you are still making excuses. Why does it appear in your house if it is not yours? Could it be that someone forced it on you?"

"You forced it on me because you didn't have enough money to pay off your debt with a ninja tool. I didn't dare to use this thing to block the road and robbed it, so I had to leave it in the store and let it rust."

"These bastards are more shameless than me." The young man muttered to himself.

The boss didn't hear what the boy said clearly and asked, "What did you say?"

"Is there really nothing to eat?"

"No, no, I'm about to close the door and go back to my hometown in the countryside to hide for a while. Seeing that you are still young, I should leave the Country of Rain and go beg for food elsewhere. From now on, you will go to other places to beg for food.

"

Suddenly the boss pointed to a brightly lit shop opposite: "Why don't you go to that one? This pub is related to Hanzo-sama, and there must be food in it."

"Old man, you know that the store opposite has something to do with Hanzo-sama and you still ask me to go there. Isn't this asking for death?"

"The old man has no choice. I'm going to close the business now."

The young man was kicked out, and this time he found nothing. He had two more rusty kunais in his hand. He touched his empty stomach sadly, and then he picked up his ninja sword and walked to the next shop to fight in the autumn wind. There have been wars everywhere in the country recently.

This has made the already poor Rain Country even worse. Now even the ninjas have no food left in their homes!

Sad, sad, heartbroken! One day, Naoto, who had no teeth to eat, was sitting dejectedly in front of a closed shop. As a ninja, he thought that he was an unprecedented and unprecedented person. He neither had the courage to go into battle to kill the enemy, nor did he resell.

War supplies and power, not to mention the determination to force oneself to the end.

Picked up the Ninja Proof in his pocket and stared at it.

Name: Naoto Sakagawa

Position:Amegakure genin

Position: Member of the Third Patrol Team

There was a photo with an expressionless face and a big finger print on it. Naoto angrily trampled the photo under his feet and broke the thing! The ninjas of Konoha Village could exchange food in the Land of Rain with their ninja certificates, but the rain ninja looked like

A bereaved dog begs for food, and is even meaner than a wild dog on the roadside.

Naoto, who has been in this world for only half a year, has not had a full meal. It is said that his teammates have eaten enough, and then the third patrol team is alone. There are many people in Amegakure Village who want to be ninjas these days, but they can

There weren't many places to eat, and Naoto didn't dare to join the war, so he was assigned to patrol this place. The superior officers withheld his reward for the mission for several months, and it's possible that he was simply forgotten by those people.

Picking up the ninja sword, his empty stomach was really unbearable. Naoto was ready to continue to extort money and eat as much as he could. If he couldn't, he would have to starve. Who said he wouldn't dare to kill anyone?

There was darkness in the sky, and it was so dark all around. There were countless people snooping in the dark places. Only the lights of the street shops illuminated the road. Fortunately, Naoto was walking on the bright street. After walking around, Kamikazu still didn't get it.

As for food, the shops with no influence have long been closed down, and the remaining shops are all connected, and as long as you have money, you can get anything.

No one cared about the wild dogs on the roadside, and no one cared about himself. The lost Naoto left the street and returned to his home in the shantytown, a small wooden house that was guarded against both gentlemen and villains. This was originally the place where the third training team rested.

, but the people above seemed to have forgotten their existence, so Shanghe just ate here and waited to die.

The wooden house was in a mess, and the only table and small bed were turned over and messed up. Obviously, the gentleman was guarded, but the villain was almost guarded. The sheets and bedding were rearranged, and Naoto held the ninja sword without taking off his shoes and socks.

When it comes to sleeping, this is not a place where you can leave the door open all night. Even when sleeping, you have to keep one eye open and one eye closed.

The rain in the sky was still falling the next day. Naoto rubbed his eyes and prepared to continue to rip off Qiu Feng. He had no choice but to live like this. There were patrols led by Hanzo's bodyguards outside the village. If he was caught running away, he would be beaten severely at worst.

Hang it on the iron tower and serve as a kite for the people in Yuyin Village.

The boss didn't lie yesterday. He closed his shop and went back to the countryside. Naoto lost nearly half a month's meal tickets. Naoto, who was walking on the street for training, saw a pair of rain ninjas quickly retreating to the side of the road, nodding and bowing to show their courtesy. These are

Hanzo, the leader of the Rain Hidden Village, is not an ordinary Rain ninja.

Not all rain ninjas are the same, rain ninjas are also divided into three, six or nine grades. The ones wearing gas respirators are Hanzo's subordinates, who have the highest status, then there are ordinary rain ninjas and homeless rain ninjas. Naoto is now between ordinary and homeless rain ninjas.

There is a staff but no remuneration. These rain ninjas are also organized into many groups. Once organized, they will have a stronger force to compete for material territory, making it easier to survive as a group.

If Hanzo is the leader of Amegakure Village, it would be better to say that he is the leader of the largest group organization in Amegakure Village. Amegakure does not have a unified political power at all. Hanzo is just the taller among the short ones, and he happens to be very powerful.