Aftermath

The gunfire continued for more than an hour before finally stopping. By then, the place had become a living hell, with countless ordinary Tokyo citizens who had been utterly unable to resist lying in pools of blood.

Severed limbs and mangled flesh littered the entire abandoned district, while blood gathered into trickling streams.

Kisara and Rentaro, staring blankly at the scene from afar, both went pale.

Suddenly, Kisara retched and braced herself against a tree as she dry-heaved.

Seeing this, Rentaro hurriedly patted Kisara gently on the back, but his hand was trembling uncontrollably.

What had just happened was simply too bloody and horrifying. He had never expected those people to have no intention of explaining themselves and to choose to open fire directly.

As he looked at the suddenly silent wasteland, fear gradually rose within Rentaro's heart.

Perhaps these people were even crazier than Hiruko Kagetane.

After a while, Kisara finally recovered from her discomfort.

"Rentaro, let's get out of here! What comes next might be a war!"

"Yeah!" Rentaro nodded. So many people had died this time. No matter the circumstances, Tokyo would retaliate, or the entire city would lose faith in its government.

Kakashi looked at the blood-soaked ground before him, his expression faintly somber.

He had known things would eventually turn out this way. He had originally intended to stall until the Empire issued instructions.

But he had never expected those people to be so eager to die that they would dare ambush Empire soldiers. The Empire's soldiers could hardly be blamed for fighting back.

When faced with a mob carrying weapons, even a colonel like him could not order the soldiers to stop.

If he did, he would be branded as someone who did not care for his subordinates, and his career in the military