A gunshot rang out, and a ninja clad in a black uniform, wearing a mask, and wielding a long blade suddenly appeared!
Moreover, the first Anbu seemed to be merely an introduction. In an instant, before Mirai could land, another five Anbu sprang from the ground like bamboo shoots.
"Ha!"
The six Anbu stood in a hexagram formation, with Mirai at its center as he was about to fall. The moment Mirai landed, six long blades struck forward at once—thrusting, slashing, and chopping. In an instant, Mirai's body was hit!
Snicker...
Six long blades pierced Mirai's body... Just as smiles were about to bloom beneath the masks of the six Anbu, white mist suddenly appeared before Mirai and turned into a puff of smoke.
Substitution Jutsu!
"Oh no, retreat!"
The pupils of the six Anbu dilated. They reacted immediately and prepared to withdraw, but it was already too late.
Rustle...
A gentle breeze lifted the fallen leaves from the ground, sending them spinning through the air...
Slash!
The leaves suddenly split in two and continued flying. Yet before they could travel far, the halved leaves were splashed crimson in the blink of an eye before drifting down.
As the bloodied leaves fell, six masked, bleeding heads lay scattered in the darkness.
"So annoying. My wife is still waiting for me at home for dinner, and now another mission has come up. Sigh!"
The work of Anbu ninja was grueling and dangerous, and emergency missions could arrive at any time. For instance, Ryutaro had originally planned to go home and have dinner with his wife. Just as he was getting ready, an order landed on his head.
Although, as a ninja—and especially as an Anbu ninja—he had to obey orders, body and soul, Ryutaro still complained inwardly.
Because today was