After exchanging greetings with them, Kazahana Dōtō immediately rushed out at top speed.
Minamoto Takuya watched his retreating figure. He had calculated the distance; at the other man's speed, three days was actually a little tight.
But that was precisely what he wanted—for him to be pressed for time.
If Kazahana Dōtō failed to return within three days, he would truly kill him.
Although his primary purpose in coming here was Kazahana Dōtō, still...
Since he had already said those words in front of the Snow Ninja Trio, if he did not kill the man, it would make him seem somewhat softhearted.
If he did not follow through on his words, would anything he said in the future still carry weight?
So while Kazahana Dōtō's death would indeed cause quite a lot of trouble, he was not indispensable. Minamoto Takuya could choose to support Nadare Rōga instead.
"It's getting late. Arrange a room for me next," Minamoto Takuya said.
"Yes! The largest room in Snow Ninja Village is vacant. Fubuki, take my lord to rest," Nadare Rōga said after thinking for a moment, giving Tsurugi Fubuki meaningful looks as he spoke.
Tsurugi Fubuki froze for a moment, then her face instantly flushed red as she understood what Nadare Rōga meant.
Minamoto Takuya glanced at Nadare Rōga and saw the ingratiating smile on his face. Naturally, he knew what the man was thinking, but he did not refuse.
First, Tsurugi Fubuki was indeed quite attractive.
Second, he was not a eunuch. Naturally, he had needs in that regard.
Lastly, he had never been a gentleman.
The reason he had never considered finding a wife or anything like that was because the secret of his body could not be exposed to anyone, and a wife would only be trouble for him.
But