Kenichi Amamiya looked at the things before him, his eyes thoughtful. He had some ideas about these things now, but how exactly to deal with them remained a problem. What troubled Kenichi Amamiya were these things, which were nothing more than writings and historical records from a bygone era. They had been placed here after being discovered, because Kenichi Amamiya had demanded that people not discuss or speak of these things. He intended to forcibly turn everyone into one country and let the power of time smooth these things away. But Kenichi Amamiya himself knew that doing so would be rather difficult, which was why he strictly enforced those orders. The Shinobi World no longer cared much about these things. As Kenichi Amamiya had said, people longed for peace and to become happy people in this world. Those who wanted war were, in the end, still a minority. Most would rather be dogs in peace than people in troubled times. How miserable were troubled times? The Shinobi World had never been much better. Just look at the Akatsuki. Could such an idealistic organization have risen if people had not grown sick of war? As a small place in a Small Country, a buffer zone, the Land of Rain naturally had nothing special about it. People naturally forgot that damned place and began desiring peace. Under such circumstances, they naturally reached this point. But now the entire Shinobi World was at peace, and people were living better lives than before, so they had accepted the current world. If this continued for several generations, until all those old men who remembered hatred died and went to the Pure Land, then people would no longer hold any other notions.
Still, as Kenichi Amamiya looked at these things, his eyes remained thoughtful. Looking over