Hyuga Yu's breakfast was fried fish with perilla soup.
The camp regulations allowed fires to be lit twice a day, only for breakfast and dinner. And predictably, fish would be inseparable from both meals going forward. This was on par with the rations on the Land of Rain battlefield: two plates of wild vegetables and rice balls.
The reasons were much the same—transportation difficulties.
Railways were still nearly forty years away. At present, the standard means of transport on the battlefield still relied on oxen, horses, and ninja.
In a sense, there was no difference between the two.
After taking a tray, Hyuga Yu went to sit beneath a coconut tree in a corner of the camp.
The camp's Medical Ninja occasionally cast strange looks his way. Some wanted to approach, but recalling that Furobuki had only recently transferred Hyuga Yu to the corpse disposal unit, they hesitated for a while before giving up.
Hyuga Yu took it all in without changing expression. He merely lifted his tray and silently swallowed his food alone.
But just then, A green figure furtively sidled up to him. One look at that signature middle-parted haircut and thick eyebrows was enough to identify him as Might Duy.
He carefully sat down beside him, a trace of caution in his voice as he lowered it and said to Hyuga Yu, "Yu, I've uncovered some major intelligence."
Hyuga Yu looked up at him and asked with a frown, "What did you discover?"
"There's a spy in the camp!"
"Whew..." Hyuga Yu let out a breath. He had thought the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist had already arrived.
Wasn't it perfectly normal for there to be spies in a camp?
Seeing Hyuga Yu's unconcerned expression, Might Duy grew even more serious.
"It's like this. Listen to