After handing over their gains at a nearby office, Ryuto's team set out south once more and began their patrol mission.
In the blink of an eye, a week passed. The team, having traveled in peace and safety all the way, finally reached Yugakure in the Land of Hot Water.
Though it was called a ninja village, it was also known as the "Village That Forgot War."
Rinto had been here before, but because of his mission, he had not stayed long before following the Kato family's merchant caravan into Konoha.
Now, after a week of sleeping rough, the four of them had finally found somewhere to stay.
As Yugakure's name implied, it had plenty of hot water—meaning an abundance of hot spring hotels and inns.
Even across the entire ninja world, this village ranked among the most prosperous.
Hot springs, casinos, the Kabuki District, luxury hotels—every kind of money-burning den could be found here.
It was also a favorite haunt of daimyos and wealthy people from every nation.
As they walked down the street, Ryuto, Yui, and Kohaku gradually relaxed their taut nerves.
Though Yugakure's combat strength was indeed practically zero, its rate of disturbances was remarkably low.
After all, the person brushing past you might be some daimyo's son or a wealthy merchant;
In such a dangerous environment, even when farting, you had to cup it in your pocket and take it home, lest you offend someone important.
However, as members of Kumogakure, Ryuto and the others had no such worries.
Because the situation was like this.
Normal village chief: What? You hit the Land of Water's daimyo? We're doomed! Lock this guy up!
Abnormal village chief, the Third Raikage: What? You hit the Land of Water's daimyo? Wonderful! I finally found an excuse! Brothers, get them!
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