My Hidden Road

The Second Ninja War seems to be over, but it seems to be unfinished. There is no clear winner, and all countries are losers.

In Yuyin Village under the dark sky, the seemingly prosperous neon lights cannot cover up the increasingly decaying streets, and the heavy rain adds a bit of desolation to it. The sensual upper class are obsessed with having fun, and the people trapped at the bottom are wailing. This is the rain.

Hidden Village!

Naoto, who was dismissed from his post, lived a two-point and one-line life every day, going to the lake to practice and then going home to rest. He once stood out as the youngest jounin captain, and he had lost all his sharpness. He did not pull out his sword easily.

The existence of the village is gradually marginalized.

Because he has no close confidants of his own, Naoto's status comes and goes quickly. The only thing he gains is the respect of the people at the bottom of the class, a respect that is not worth mentioning.

Hanzo's internal high-pressure situation gradually waned after experiencing this wide-ranging operation. The more well-known groups have been wiped out or left the Country of Rain, hoping that the dawn light will shine into this country.

Wearing a raincoat, Naoto came to a deserted alley, then walked to an apartment and skillfully used a wire to pick the door lock, and walked inside to shake off the rainwater on his raincoat.

This apartment that originally belonged to Shinta was occupied by Naoto because it had been unoccupied for a long time, and was secretly used as a base. The inside had been cleaned, and there were several common ninja tools hanging on the walls. He lay on the floor, and Naoto opened the

Carpet took out a scroll from the mezzanine, which details any important facilities in the Rain Hidden Village, as well as basic information about the ninjas in the Rain Hidden Village, but it is still being completed.

After writing the information discovered today into the scroll, Naoto lay on the floor and looked at the damp and moldy ceiling. As a spy, the biggest enemy is the loneliness in your heart. He doesn't know how long he will have to live like this.

In the past, Naoto longed for a quiet and ordinary life, but now he is a little uncomfortable with it. Maybe this is not a real quiet life, but the tranquility before the storm, the deathly tranquility.

Putting the scroll into the satchel on his waist, Naoto set up a small mechanism in the room. Just in case someone discovered this place, when certain items in the room were touched, the dozen or so detonating charms buried in the wall would trigger

Blast this place into rubble and bury everything.

After walking out of the apartment, Naoto glanced at the dark alley across the street, then he retracted his figure and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When he reappeared, Naoto was standing on the open-air balcony of an iron tower, watching the apartment where he was originally based explode and burst into flames.

Someone is following me, who is it?

Poor tracking ability, he couldn't wait to go in and check out the stronghold when he found it. Danzo's subordinates wouldn't be so stupid, then they were the guys from the village.

After watching it for a long time, this did not happen often in Naoto's boring life, and a long-awaited excitement filled my heart.

Until the fire was extinguished, Naoto returned to the apartment angrily. As soon as he reached the turning point of the stairs, he saw a guard of Hanzo. It is difficult to see Hanzo in person nowadays. Naoto was a little surprised to see his guard today. Naoto had not been protected for a long time.

Hanzo's summons.

"Master Hanzo has summoned me, come with me."

The doubtful Naoto followed the guard's footsteps and stepped into Hanzo's interview room for the first time in a long time. He took off his shoes outside the door and walked in, kneeling on one knee on the floor.

"You summoned me?"

After not seeing each other for a long time, Hanzo was very quiet behind the gauze curtain. Naoto did not dare to ask a second question, so he could only wait silently. The time passed by, and a few minutes later Hanzo told him the reason for summoning him.

"There are three people in the Eighth Patrol Team. I need you to kill them."

"Why?"

Hanzo said in a low voice: "It's been so long, haven't you recognized this hypocritical world, and the Mita who once called you a brother has done you bad enough?

Some things don't need a reason. I thought that hiding in the snow for so long would allow you to understand the true nature of the world, but in the end you were still addicted to hypocritical justice. You know why I didn't send you to take over the stall left by Brown Swift.

Do you want to stay in the village?"

"Know."

Naoto's eyes were like an eagle: "I have understood the true nature of this world, and I will handle this matter for you."

"Just come to your senses. This world is inherently hypocritical."

Sansho Hanzo was very satisfied. He dismissed Naoto from all his posts back then just to break his beautiful dreams, and Naoto's faith was also broken. Now he sees that Naoto is very calm and restrained. This is exactly the result he wants. He is trapped in what he will do.

Naoto felt the pleasure of beating this dull knife into a sharp blade.

The mask and label that Naoto deliberately put on himself back then were very successful, but now his label should become a sharp blade for realizing the real thing in the world and the shattering of beautiful dreams.

Sansho Hanzo believed that he forged Naoto from a dull knife into a sharp blade, a sharp blade that he could wield. Just like before, he was deceived by Naoto who deliberately pretended to be Naoto.

Hanzo stood up behind the gauze curtain and walked to Naoto's side. Naoto raised his hands and a scroll was put into his hand. This was the target this time.

"As a re-forged sharp blade, show your strength and make me believe that you are indeed a sharp blade."

"yes."

Hanzo stepped on the floor with his bare feet and asked, "What was the explosion just now? I think you should know."

"Someone is following me, and the method is very clumsy." Naoto answered truthfully.

"Who do you think it is?"

"Mita."

"Why?"

Naoto raised his head and looked directly into Hanzo's eyes: "Because I will kill him sooner or later, so he is afraid. He is afraid that one day he will lose your protection, and he is afraid that one day I will grow to the point where it is difficult to stop."

Hanzo said with unclear meaning: "The kind of level that is difficult to stop, like?"

"Like you."

"Hahaha!" Hanzo laughed wildly: "I am very happy to see someone who is comparable to me appear again in the Kingdom of Rain. That guy Shen Da is just too timid. He doesn't even dare to kill Brown Swift by you.

What can I say, he was Brown Swift’s little brother back then.”

"Yeah?"

I'm glad to see someone who can be on par with him, and if he says it as if it's true, Naoto will naturally not believe these words, and he can't even lie to a child, so he can only rely on a paranoid idiot like Yahiko.

Once again, Hanzo needed it. Naoto took the scroll and stepped back respectfully. After walking a few steps, he turned and left. This time, Naoto had some idea of ​​what Hanzo wanted to do. He wanted to form his own assassination team, and he used force as if he were using his arms.

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Standing under the eaves of the balcony, Naoto looked at the information on the scroll. The eighth patrol team had one jounin captain and two chuunin teammates. The captain was Kurahashi. Naoto had seen Kurahashi, a very experienced man.

Jonin, I heard that he was a ninja who joined Amegakure Village in its early days, and he is very qualified.

The people outside the village were almost slaughtered, and Hanzo turned his attention to the inside of the village again. He really wanted to rule the country by any means necessary.