"Yes, yes, yes. With a Jonin like Lord Midori here, what is there to worry about?" the finely dressed man said with a fawning smile.
"Mm." Aoi Rokushō answered arrogantly, then closed his eyes and said no more.
Seeing Aoi Rokushō like this, the finely dressed man froze slightly, then swallowed back the words already on his lips. He deliberately forced a strained smile onto his face.
He smiled apologetically and said, "Then I'll leave everything to Lord Midori."
"Mm."
After saying that, the finely dressed man slowly stood up and walked out of the room, leaving with a deeply worried expression. Though he still wanted to ask more things—such as exactly which village that ninja was from, whether the Wasabi Clan had discovered his family's plot and hired ninjas because of it, and so on.
But seeing Aoi Rokushō's expression, the finely dressed man could not get any of those questions out. He knew Aoi Rokushō's violent temper all too well. After thinking it over, he had no choice but to leave helplessly.
After the finely dressed man had left, Aoi Rokushō slowly opened his eyes and smiled coldly. Leave everything to me? Hmph. Aoi Rokushō thought disdainfully. He was no bleeding heart, and this mission was not one he had accepted in the first place. That was right—during the time after he returned to his room...
After thinking it over again and again, Aoi Rokushō decided to give up this extra-pay mission. Although he had only received thirty percent of the reward, it did not matter. It was basically free money anyway. He would just forget about the rest.
That little bit was not worth gambling his life over.
If that Konoha Anbu from before had only been an advance scout, and there was still an entire squad