"To be honest, everything in our village is quite good, but it hasn't rained for many days. We don't know what to do about this year's harvest. Our crops are about to wither away."
"A few days ago, an old man came here and said that in a few days, a young man would arrive. He would be our savior. That was why I thought that person must be you, because almost no one ever comes to our village."
"So could we please ask you to help us? You see, it isn't easy for us to grow these crops every year. If you can help us, we'll agree to any conditions you name."
With a thud, the Village Chief dropped to his knees. When the other villagers saw him kneel, they immediately all knelt as well. Uchiha Hikaru had seen scenes like this before, but he had never expected it to shake him so deeply.
"What are you doing? Helping you is what I should do. After all, I had only just arrived here, and you treated me so warmly. You gave me food and a place to stay, and even let me take a horse. I should be the one thanking you!"
"Get up, all of you. I really can't accept such a grand gesture. Get up, get up. What are you doing? I'll definitely help you, and it's within my abilities."
After hearing the villagers out, Uchiha Hikaru roughly understood what they meant. They only hoped that he could bring rain and save their crops.
Uchiha Hikaru understood them very well. He knew it was far from easy for them to grow these crops, and this was their yearly harvest. If they lost even this harvest, they would be unable to survive here.
Uchiha Hikaru gradually understood the