Leaving the Land of Water

Outside the Kaguya Clan's territory, Momochi Zabuza appeared with two Chunin, but as expected, they were stopped by the Kaguya Clan's ninjas.

"We thought the blood mist enveloping the village had dissipated, but we never expected something like this to happen."

Zabuza, with half his face wrapped in Zabuza, watched with interest as the corpse was carried out by Kaguya's ninjas. The charred remains were so gruesome that even he, known as a demon, felt it was a bit excessive.

"Since physical methods couldn't break through the defenses, they resorted to a large-scale fire-style attack?"

When did the Kaguya Clan provoke a powerful ninja capable of unleashing such fire-style techniques?

Zabuza was very curious about the identity of the person who attacked Kaguya's clan territory.

However, he had a more important purpose for this trip, so he did not stay here for long.

He needs to find that brat with Kekkei Genkai, which is also in response to the call of the New Mizukage.

The scarcity of skilled ninjas has caught the attention of the Kirigakure's leadership, leading them to issue orders to properly protect ninjas with Kekkei Genkai.

"Ice Release, huh? I wonder who would prevail between it and Konoha's White Death God."

Recalling the horrific scene he had witnessed in the village, Zabuza's lips curled into a smile hidden beneath his bandages.

A child who is too young to create wealth will not go very far.

"You two stay here and investigate this matter. I'll continue searching for the child."

Zabuza handed over the matter of the Kaguya Clan to Chunin, while he mentally planned out the possible locations where Haku might appear, preparing to go and investigate.

Little did he know that the white man he longed for had become Danzo son, and under Kazashiro's guidance, he boarded a ship that only elites could travel on.

"Five thousand taels for one ticket, four in total—this is practically a desecration of money! If we went to a smuggling organization, we might have made a net profit of hundreds of thousands of taels, plus this outfit..."

Listening to Kakuzu's muttering behind him, Kazashiro frowned slightly, gaining a new understanding of the man's stinginess.

He paid for his own boat ticket, and he bought his own clothes too. I really don't know what Kakuzu's nagging about.

I should have brought Pakura along.

At least the other party, aside from the possibility of assassinating the Mizukage, won't cause me any other trouble.

Okay, assassinating the Mizukage is the biggest problem.

Kazashiro suddenly missed Obito, after all, the other party always listened to him.

"Go ahead and mutter your 'mutter' somewhere else, don't get in the way of my view of the sea."

Leaning against the railing, Kazashiro impatiently scolded Kakuzu, telling him to go back to his room.

"Hmph, you brat who doesn't know the value of money."

Kakuzu snorted coldly, realizing that he was indeed no match for his opponent, and could only swallow his anger.

Once ashore, I need to kill a few rogue ninjas to vent my anger and also make up for the loss of my boat ticket and clothes.

The ship continued its voyage, and evening soon arrived.

After dinner, Kazashiro, who thought the day would pass uneventfully, soon encountered a problem.

The room he booked was a double room that was right next to each other.

As he envisioned, he would bring one person to rest, Kakuzu bring another person to rest. This would ensure both safety and mutual assistance, making it a foolproof plan.

Unfortunately, perhaps because Kakuzu's appearance was truly indescribable, when it was time to rest, the two little ones clung tightly to Kazashiro's trouser legs on either side, and neither of them wanted to rest in the same room as Kakuzu.

My head hurts.

Looking at the two clingy little ones beside him, Kazashiro hadn't figured out what to do when Kakuzu walked straight into his room.

"Hmm, one bed for resting, one bed for storing money. Kids, if you dare come in, I'll kill you."

As Kakuzu spoke, he slammed the door shut in front of Kazashiro, and the sound of it locking could still be heard.

Well, that's it, I have no choice but to share a room with both little ones.

Fortunately Kimimaro and Haku are still young, so the two children can sleep comfortably in one bed.

After watching the two little ones climb into bed and cover themselves with the blankets without arguing about who should be on the outside or the inside, Kazashiro yawned, turned off the light, and drifted off to sleep.

On a ship at night, apart from the sound of the waves, the only other sound you can hear is music from the ballroom inside the cabin.

This sound was hardly noise to Kazashiro, a ninja. Compared to the constant explosions on the battlefield, it was like heavenly music.

"Ha... Hoo..."

With a series of breathing sounds, Bai, who was sleeping on the outer side, opened her eyes.

Quietly climbing out of bed, Bai tiptoed to Kazashiro's bedside.

With one hand resting on his stomach, one leg dangling over the edge of the bed, and drool at the corner of his mouth, Kazashiro's sleeping posture wasn't exactly pleasant.

Will I start a family with this person and live together from now on?

Bai thought to himself.

Although he may seem unreliable, the fact that this person needs me is enough.

Bai made a light and graceful movement, slowly lying down next to Kazashiro.

"How cunning!"

Shiro had just lain down when she heard Kimimaro muttering softly.

Turning around, Kimimaro came from the foot of the bed to the bed and lay down on the other side of Kazashiro.

The two glared at each other for a while, neither willing to back down, then closed their eyes in perfect unison.

Hey, hey, hey, three people crammed into one bed? You two are really something...

Kazashiro, who had woken up the moment he stepped onto the ground, was too lazy to open his eyes and mentally complained about the two brats.

However, children who leave their hometowns do need the help of others to fill the fear and emptiness in their hearts.

Sigh, there's nothing we can do but let Brother Kazashiro use his broad shoulders to shield you from the wind and rain!

Isobu: Hmm, this is quite good.

Kazashiro: You're such a shota lover.

Nothing more was said that night.

The next day, Kazashiro woke up, shook his slightly numb arms, glanced at the two little ones who were secretly observing his reaction, and didn't say much. Just like yesterday, he took them for a drive on the deck and had a free breakfast.

"Make way, make way!"

Just as Kazashiro was holding a small plate, preparing to elegantly put the cake into his mouth, a commotion came from the deck.

A group of fully armed samurai disregarded etiquette, roughly pushed through the crowd, and strode toward the bow of the ship.

As one of the men who was pushed back stumbled, he knocked the plate out of Kazashiro's hand, and the cut cake fell onto the deck, where it was trampled flat by other people who were also affected.

"I..."

After glancing at the empty fork and then at the passerby next to him whose back was covered in cream, Kazashiro wisely tossed the fork aside.

Should we kill them?

Kimimaro approached Kazashiro, revealing the bone spur in his palm.

"Huh? Put it away quickly, you don't need it."

Kazashiro was sweating slightly. How could this child, at such a young age, have such a strong desire to kill?