God of XX!
No matter the profession, anyone elevated to godhood by the masses was an outstanding figure in that field. Ninja was a violent profession centered around assassination, stealing intelligence, and protecting one's lord. As the best among such a violent profession, the Ninja God's combat prowess was naturally extraordinary...
In this nation where things were practically passed down through a single lineage, anyone capable of carrying on their predecessor's name was no ordinary person. And the guy who bore the title of Ninja God must have developed some remarkable new ninjutsu! The only question was what kind of ninjutsu it was...
Just as Sogo Doma narrowed his eyes in thought, Hattori Hanzo nodded and said, "Doma, I advise you to hand it over now. Otherwise..."
"Are you going to use ninjutsu in a convenience store?" Sogo Doma probed. If so, then this ninjutsu probably wasn't all that powerful.
"Don't worry, I know my limits!" Hattori Hanzo said.
"In front of ordinary people?" Sogo Doma probed again.
"Doma, quit bringing up all this irrelevant nonsense. Just tell me, are you handing it over or not?" Hattori Hanzo seemed to have realized what the other man was trying to do.
"Tsk, tsk. Anything that falls into my hands is never getting taken back!" Sogo Doma might have taken him seriously, but that didn't mean he was afraid.
"Then don't blame me. Ninjutsu..." A cold glint flashed through Hattori Hanzo's eyes.
"Mm..." Sogo Doma didn't take a stance. Instead, he studied the other man even more carefully. The essence of any ninjutsu was really just misdirection. As long as he didn't let his eyes deceive him, then...
Just as he focused his attention, Hattori Hanzo suddenly lunged forward and hugged his thigh. "Nonstop Complaint Technique! Doma, please, just be kind and