Through his own Chakra perception, Senya could clearly sense the faint malice emanating from these people.
Roadside vendors: These damn brats are so annoying. Born but never raised—why don't they just die? All they know how to do is steal. How are we supposed to make money like this?
Orphans in the alleyways: Those damn vendors have so much food, yet no matter how we beg them, they refuse to spare us even a little. They wish we would die right away, so I'll steal!
Passing shinobi: Lord Hanzō is right. The Five Great Nations are the true culprits behind the Shinobi World's wars. They all deserve to die!
Only a very small number of people gave Senya even the faintest sense of goodwill. Some struggled to support their families, some merely wanted to survive, while others wanted to protect the land beneath their feet.
This perceptive ability felt somewhat familiar to Senya. It seemed rather similar to the Uzumaki Clan's Mind's Eye of the Kagura, able to detect others' malice and goodwill.
It was probably a special ability born from a unique change caused by the Dragon Vein's Chakra merging with Yachihoko.
As they walked up to a vendor's stall, the middle-aged proprietress immediately understood, upon seeing Senya's dark blue waterproof clothing, that the masked man before her and the masked woman beside him had to be wealthy. Her eyes lit up at the sight of money.
"Dear customer, what would you like to buy?"
"The Land of Rain has been rather chaotic lately. There aren't many people like us who can still sell food."
As she spoke, she pointed at the goods on her stall and began introducing them.
"These are apples from Konoha. Those are boneless fish caught just today, and there are fresh, steaming rice balls