Technical Investment in the Interstellar Universe

Darui and Namikaze Naruto exchanged glances aboard the speeding ship, then smiled at each other.

Second Pillar had indeed been exceptionally well protected. Ever since his birth, Uchiha Itachi had protected him. That protection from an obsessive little-brother lover was a little terrifying; even Demons found it excessive. It could practically be called control.

When Uchiha Itachi blindfolded himself and began studying five-sense Genjutsu, Sasuke's life became even harder. He had no idea which of the things he had experienced were real and which were Genjutsu his brother had cast on him.

Fortunately, Second Pillar himself did not know. Out of respect for Uchiha Itachi, everyone who knew kept their mouths shut. Otherwise, poor Sasuke would surely have gone mad.

No one wanted to accept that their life had been controlled by someone else. Not their father, and not their brother.

Darui was a very intelligent man. After exchanging that glance with Namikaze Naruto, he vaguely guessed the crux of the matter and naturally shut his mouth, focusing on enjoying the fresh sea breeze tinged with a hint of fishiness.

As someone who had only survived because of a special pardon, the protection that pardon afforded him had limits. Once he crossed them, he would invite deadly danger again.

Yet he also had to keep courting death, continually drawing the attention of the Salvation Society's upper ranks so he would not be forgotten after disappearing from their sight for too long.

Zenith Civilization had spread many interesting sayings, and Darui found them highly enlightening. One went like this: it was easy to meet the King of Hell, but hard to deal with his underlings.

Darui knew that if he was forgotten, he might suffer harassment from the lower ranks.

That harassment naturally would not be the will of the Salvation