Fudō

The Land of Tea, a country rich in fisheries.

Like many small countries surrounding the Land of Fire, the Land of Tea has no ninja villages. Daimyo and nobles usually hire ninjas from nearby major countries to work for them.

However, this time the commission was delivered to the Dawn Organization.

Scorpion, hidden within the Hiruko, stood silently outside a secret room.

The door hinges turned, and after discussing the details with the client, the person Fudō pushed the door open and walked out.

Fudō

Looking through Hiruko at the client hurriedly fleeing through another hidden door in the secret room, Scorpion's voice was cold. "Finished talking?"

"Yes, Mr. Scorpion."

Fudō and show respect.

"Let's go then, and tell me about the target while you're at it."

Scorpion controlled Hiruko to move forward.

Scorpion was quite satisfied with this partner.

He doesn't talk much, and his abilities are quite respectable.

On the way, Fudō told Scorpion everything about the commission.

The other party offered them 20 million to kill the two major families that control the ports of the Land of Tea.

"Kill nobles?"

Scorpion showed no sign of stopping. To him, killing a few nobles was as simple as drinking tea or eating a meal, without the slightest psychological burden.

"Yes, nobles, namely the Gojo Family and the Kanroji Family."

"We'll depart from the port of the Land of Tea and arrive in the Land of Waves the very next day."

Saint Simon took out a map and carefully checked the waterway.

Nodding in agreement, Kazashiro took a deep breath and felt the humid air, just like that of the Land of Water.

The difference is that the air here doesn't have that sweet, pungent smell of blood.

"Captain Kazashiro, the private Marseille cruise tickets are sold out for today."

A flippant voice rang out, Fugutake Tonbo returned to the group empty-handed.

"However, I managed to snag a ticket for tomorrow. I wonder what's so appealing about the Land of Waves; so many people are buying tickets, including quite a few ronin."

"Ronin?"

Kazashiro glanced at the ticket booth not far from here and found that things were indeed as Fugutake Tonbo had said. There were quite a few ronin with katanas slung across their waists, shoving and pushing forward with very rough movements.

"Thanks to the burly physique Jonin Sidong, I wasn't pushed aside by this group of ronin."

"I'm joking," said Fugutake Tonbo, while Akimichi Shidou, standing to the side, gave him a good-natured smile.

"We'll stay here for today and set off early tomorrow morning."

Since he hadn't managed to snag a ticket for today, Kazashiro announced the order to stay overnight without any qualms.

"This is a good opportunity for you two Intelligence Department ninjas who don't travel far from home to experience what it's like to be by the sea."

"Captain, don't lump me in with that Saint Simon guy. Our analysis team still needs to go to the front lines to fight."

Fugutake Tonbo bluntly expressed her dissatisfaction with Saint Simon.

These guys from the Intelligence Department often made strange requests to torment them, and sometimes they would even wake them up in the middle of the night to decipher coded messages from unknown sources.

"You bastard!"

Stimulated by the Fugutake Tonbo, Saint Simon almost forgot what the Will of Fire was and was about to turn on his companion.

Akimichi Shidou hurriedly took out his snacks, ready to watch the show.

Without even stopping, Kazashiro began searching along the street for a hotel with a sea view.

Night fell.

Kazashiro and the others sat around the table, waiting for the restaurant to bring out the sushi feast they had ordered.

On the other side, two figures appeared on the port street and walked towards the Kanroji Family's residence.

"Who?"

As soon as the figure entered the gate, the two guards wielding long sticks immediately shouted a rebuke.

Scorpion merely manipulated Hiruko to open her mouth and shoot out several Senbon needles coated with potent poison.

"Wait at the door."

After leaving those words, Sasori used Hiruko One-Tails smash the gate of the Kanroji Family's house, and swaggered inside amidst gasps of surprise.

"Understood, Earth Release: Materialization Transformation!"

Fudō, he bit his finger until it bled, then took out the scroll he had prepared beforehand.

As he completed his technique, the terrain around the Kanroji Family changed.

The massive earthen wall that isolated them from the outside world appeared out of nowhere, leaving the officials who rushed over at the sound feeling helpless.

This large-scale Ninjutsu quickly caught the attention of the Fugutake Tonbo.

Although the people inside the house did not sense the Chakra fluctuations caused by the Ninjutsu, they did feel a subtle tremor coming from the ground.

"A large-scale Earth Release? Is it Stone Ninja?"

The group immediately thought of the Stone Ninja.

"Unlikely, this place is too far from the Land of Earth."

Saint Simon rejected this conjecture, stating that even during the several Shinobi World Wars, the Stone Ninja had never extended their reach this far, let alone now in peacetime.

Kazashiro's eyebrows twitched incessantly; he had a bad feeling about this.

Could it be such a coincidence that I've run into those two Uchiha?

Although finding their trail was my mission.

"Let's go see what happened."

Although he was somewhat resistant, Kazashiro still gave the order.

Kanroji Family.

Fudō grabbed the magistrate's katana with his bare hands, and crushed the blade in the magistrate's terrified gaze.

The flying shards shattered the morale of the magistrates; having never fought ninjas before, they had already reached their limit simply by maintaining their formation and not fleeing.

A single elbow strike caused the disarmed magistrate's facial features to collapse. He watched his opponent fly backward Fudō a trace of pity, and instead began searching for his next opponent.

As the magistrate, who had been knocked away by the Fudō man, rolled to the feet of the group with his face covered in blood, the remaining magistrates could no longer control themselves and fled the scene.

"As expected, fighting against these guys who don't know how to use Chakra properly is a very boring thing." Fudō his joints, a look of boredom on his face.

As he turned to return to the area within the earthen wall, he suddenly bent forward, dodging three Kunai that shot out from the shadows.

"Tch, did they notice?"

Seeing that his sneak attack had failed, Saint Simon suddenly jumped out and punched the Fudō figure.

Where did the rat come from?

Fudō and reached out to block, but he was clearly stunned for a moment when he saw Saint Simon's Forehead Protector.

It was the Konoha Ninja that White Zetsu mentioned; I never expected to run into them so coincidentally.

He withstood Saint Simon's flying kick, Fudō, and grabbed Saint-Simon's calf, clamping him tightly to prevent escape. At the same time, he slammed his elbow down, preparing to break Saint Simon's calf.

Just as his elbow was about to touch Saint Simon's calf, Fudō and could not advance an inch further.

From his perspective, a large amount of yellow, viscous substance was crawling up his calves and onto his body, accompanied by a piercing pain.

"Magic Acid Erosion"

Fugutake Tonbo finally completed the preparations for the Illusion Technique at the last minute.

"Yosh, here we go!"

Seeing that the Illusion Technique had succeeded, Akimichi Shidou swung his metal club and smashed it down hard on the Fudō's forehead.

Seeing that he was about to be splattered with blood, Fudō finally realized that he had been under Illusion Technique. He gritted his teeth and broke the Illusion Technique at the last moment. "Release!"

As the illusion was released and Fudo regained his mobility, when the iron rod was only a few centimeters away from him, he formed a "" seal with his hands.