Half a month later...
At a building in the Land of Rain.
A light rain pattered down from the sky, tapping endlessly against the eaves.
Unlike its former days of raging warfare, the Land of Rain seemed especially peaceful now.
Their great leader, Hanzo of the Salamander, had immediately abolished the wartime policies the Land of Rain had maintained for years after receiving a greeting from several men in black robes.
He had also vacated the residence where he had lived for years. Some trusted subordinates had even seen their invincible Lord Hanzō bowing and scraping before those black-robed men, treating them with the utmost respect.
The ninja of the Land of Rain scoffed at that claim.
How could Lord Hanzō, who had guarded the Land of Rain for years and made the three surrounding great nations wary of acting against it, be so weak?
Until today...
Countless citizens of the Land of Rain hid fearfully in their homes, while the Rain Ninja also hid off to the side in some fear.
Danzo and a black-robed Ōnoki led their troops in a hurried "invasion" of the Land of Rain.
Struggling to survive between the Three Great Nations, the Rain Ninja naturally recognized that this enormous force was a mixture of Iwa Shinobi and Konoha Ninja.
Although they all wore Konoha forehead protectors, those tall, thickset "Konoha" ninja with noses larger than most people's were clearly from the Land of Earth.
There were also some dark-skinned ninja who were equally tall, but the Rain Ninja could not be quite sure about them. Perhaps Konoha was too hot? Had all its ninja been tanned by the sun?
Lord Hanzō had told them to behave themselves and avoid doing anything that might cause a misunderstanding.
Given Hanzō's prestige in the Land of Rain,