"Darling, what ninjutsu did you prepare for that guy?" Kaguya Ōtsutsuki looked curiously at Kenichi Amamiya. They were standing before Ōtsutsuki Isshiki, who stared blankly at the sky. Kenichi had placed a unique genjutsu on him.
Kenichi's lips curled upward. What ninjutsu had he prepared? Naturally, the most unique ninjutsu of all.
Drawing on his past experience reading novels, Kenichi had prepared a unique genjutsu for Ōtsutsuki Isshiki—a carefully arranged illusion. Here, Ōtsutsuki Isshiki would gradually reveal all his secrets.
"Father Ōtsutsuki Isshiki, why are there magical hurricanes?" In a dim room, a little boy curiously asked the man seated before him, who was still writing something.
Upon hearing the question, a trace of mockery appeared in the man's eyes.
Candlelight pierced the endless night, bringing a faint glimmer of light.
"Maizi, hurricanes come only because of His will." Ōtsutsuki Isshiki smiled and rubbed the boy's head. Maizi nodded as if he understood.
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki said nothing more.
He knew the truth himself.
These so-called hurricanes...
Were merely the product of collusion between governors and wealthy men.
After all, if hurricanes did not destroy the homes of those lowborn people, how could the noble lords rebuild large shopping centers on that land?
If the noble lords did not build shopping centers, how would the enforcers get paid?
If the governors did not get paid, how would their superiors get paid?
Only after those superiors got paid could they please Her Excellency the Witch who ruled this region. It was all just a transaction. Of course, no one cared how many families would be left homeless by it.
"Father Ōtsutsuki Isshiki, will you still hand out porridge today?" Maizi sat obediently, holding a thin sheet of paper in his hands, but his rumbling stomach kept him from reciting in peace.
"Yes."