This night was destined to be anything but peaceful. Very few people knew that Moriyue and the others had returned, aside from a few nurses at the hospital. Almost no one knew they were back in the village, though the news would probably spread throughout Kumogakure before long. That would be tomorrow's problem.
There was only one reason this night would not be peaceful: the commotion caused by Moriyue's development of a forbidden jutsu was simply far too great.
The multicolored flashes coming from his window were one thing, but the real problem was that strange noises kept coming from his otherwise empty house. The neighbors, unaware that Moriyue had returned, were thoroughly troubled by it.
"What the hell is that noise?"
Someone finally lost patience and went to knock on the door to demand an explanation. But the one who opened it was not Moriyue—it was a soft-bodied creature that looked like a slime monster. The man was scared out of his wits. He stopped swearing at once, turned around, and sprinted away at top speed.
Moriyue used his slime-like mucus arm to pull the door shut. He had a bit of a headache himself. Developing forbidden jutsu was far more difficult than he had imagined. He still had a long way to go.
He now understood why developing ninjutsu was so difficult. One careless mistake could alter the very substances that made up his body. Who would dare experiment like that? If not for the Dog Talisman keeping him alive, he did not even know what he would have turned into.
After this period of adjustment, the Dog Talisman showed signs of gradually merging with Moriyue's body under the Reverse Jutsu Formula. But just as before, most of the Dog Talisman's power remained concentrated in his heart and