Every Step Was a Struggle

After three days at sea, the sailing ship Aileen finally reached the waters off Port Island.

During the voyage, the Aileen was attacked by pirates twice.

Moyu had been ready to help, but the crew drove the pirates off with ease before he needed to lift a finger.

He had watched their seamless teamwork and practiced methods.

For this crew, dealing with pirates was probably routine.

What surprised Moyu was that the captain, who had barely shown himself since Moyu boarded, turned out to be a Nen user who kept his abilities hidden.

The crew had escaped both attacks unharmed largely because the captain had stepped in and taken control.

Watching from the side, Moyu had seen enough to recognize a veteran Nen user skilled in advanced techniques.

Meeting an expert on a simple boat trip left him with the strange feeling that Nen users might not be so rare after all.

The sailing ship cut through the waves.

"Another hour or so, and we'll reach Port Island."

After getting an update from a middle-aged sailor, Moyu looked toward the blue horizon ahead.

The Hunter world's five continents and various archipelagos closely resembled the landmasses of his previous life. Even their cultures gave him a sense that they shared the same roots.

Port Island's ninja culture and local specialties like sushi were examples of that.

Moyu was curious about the island they were about to reach.

But he intended to focus on Provisional: Ten Thousand Blade Swings, so he probably wouldn't have much time to explore Hanzo's country.

Besides, the sailors had told him that Port Island's residents were hostile to outsiders. The whole country seemed to be heading toward isolation.

"We're finally almost there."

Menchi handed Moyu a plate of sashimi she had just sliced as thin as cicada