At nightfall, the woods far from town were filled with the rich, natural stillness of the wild... It was not absolute silence, but rather the sounds of nature beyond the reach of human voices.
Autumn had already arrived, yet birds, beasts, and insects called out one after another throughout the forest, their cries never ceasing. It created an atmosphere much like the saying, "The noisier the cicadas, the quieter the forest; the louder the birds, the more secluded the mountains."
Yuhara had been carrying out his high-intensity guard duty for some time. Fortunately, the weather was cool and dry. Although the woods were often heavy with moisture at night, he could easily hide himself in a high place.
A large mosquito landed on his neck. However, just as the vicious creature tried to suck his blood, a barely audible snap sounded, and a faint electric current passed over the surface of his skin. The irritating little thing died on the spot... Autumn mosquitoes were terrifying, but a human-shaped electric mosquito swatter was even more terrifying.
Meanwhile, somewhere inside the area guarded by Yuhara and the other Anbu ninja, a delivery room had already been prepared under the protection of layers of barriers. The woman in labor had even begun crying out in agonizing pain, yet not the slightest sound escaped.
Thus, Yuhara felt that tonight would pass as quietly and peacefully as all the nights he had spent before, until certain minor anomalies occurred.
They said birds of a feather flocked together. As people who both aspired to change the world's injustices and longed for peace, certain individuals found it easy to attract one another. As the saying went, fate brought them together, and a thousand-mile marriage was tied by a single thread.
Yuhara crouched on a thick branch high