Soon, a man jumped down from a tall tree. He wore black clothes and covered his face with a black cloth.
Dressed like a standard fodder ninja, the middle-aged man looked at Rasa vigilantly, then turned to Yashamaru:
"Lord Yashamaru, who is this?"
Yashamaru waved his hand nonchalantly:
"Just an ordinary passerby. He happened to help us a little and had nowhere to stay, so let him stay in the village for a few days."
Speaking of this, Yashamaru turned and asked:
"Hey, what's your name?"
Rasa still wore a gentle expression, smiling with narrowed eyes:
"Rasa. An ordinary person who wants to travel around and see the scenery outside."
The middle-aged man nodded cautiously:
"I'll go report to Leader Ogen. Please wait here."
After saying this, the middle-aged man leaped onto the tree, his figure jumping constantly in the distance.
Seeing this, Yashamaru crossed his arms helplessly and leaned against a tree.
Hotarubi lay on Rasa's back and explained softly:
"Lord Rasa, these are all rules in the village. Once an outsider wants to enter, Grandma Ogen must know."
"Because decades ago, a tragedy happened in the village, and half of the people died."
"We, who were born more than twenty years after the post-disaster reconstruction, don't have much feeling about it."
"But those who experienced the massacre in their childhood are naturally very vigilant."
Rasa nodded understandingly:
"This is normal, human nature."
Rasa naturally knew what the so-called tragedy was.
Probably more than forty years ago, a young man and woman from Kouga and Iga fell in love.
When the young couple met outside the village, willingly preparing to take the final step...
They suddenly found flames rising from the Iga village.
The young couple rushed over, only to find that the Kouga people had taken the opportunity to attack Iga.
Iga suffered heavy losses, and even the leader and elders were killed.
Finally, the woman led the remaining clansmen to flee to a farther place and rebuilt the village.
Since then, the grudge between the two clans deepened.
That young couple...
Also became the leaders of their respective clans in the years to come, but never communicated until death.
Rasa thought about these plots and sighed slightly in his heart.
The Kouga and Iga clans had been entangled in love and hate for hundreds of years.
You kill me, I kill you, adding new hatred on top of old grudges.
Every hundred years, when someone from both sides wanted peace talks...
One side would always go back on their word first, set an ambush, and finally start killing again.
After a hundred years, someone would start trying peace talks again.
But would be betrayed by one side again, restarting a new round of hatred.
The hatred accumulated by the two clans for generations... even if one person wanted to forget the previous hatred, new hatred would always occur immediately.
How similar to the relationship between the five major ninja villages in the ninja world now.
The only difference was that the final ending of this show was the ten members of both clans dying together one after another, a tragic ending.
After a while, the middle-aged man returned.
He jumped down from the tree and scrutinized Rasa a few more times.
After confirming again that this was indeed an ordinary person, he said calmly:
"Leader Ogen has agreed. You can stay in the village for a few days."
Ten minutes later, Rasa carried Hotarubi and looked at the heavily guarded village gate in front of him, smiling gently.
Suddenly, a mature lady who looked twenty-six or twenty-seven years old trotted over from the village gate. She had a voluptuous figure, a slightly pale face, wore red clothes, and was dressed bewitchingly.
She ran while saying:
"Hotarubi, I heard you twisted your ankle?"
Rasa looked at this red-clothed mature lady whose chest fullness bounced with her steps, and his eyes lit up.
Compared to the quiet girl type like Hotarubi...
He still preferred the mature lady type of beauty.
Seeing this mature lady approaching, Hotarubi put a bright smile on her face and said softly:
"Sister Ake, it's fine. I just twisted it."
Ake extended her plain white hands, grabbed Hotarubi's slender ankle, and examined it gently, saying while examining:
"What do you mean fine? Saying it so lightly. Twisting an ankle can be a big or small matter. It would be terrible if it leaves a lingering problem."
After saying this, a clear doubt appeared on Ake's pale, beautiful face. She said softly:
"Strange, why does it seem that both feet are fine?"
Hotarubi continued with an unchanging smile:
"I said it's fine. Now my legs are just a bit weak when walking. It's not a big deal."
"Is that so..."
After saying this, Ake looked up at Rasa who had been silent:
"Is this Rasa who came to stay in the village for a few days?"
"Thank you for carrying Hotarubi all the way."
Rasa smiled nonchalantly:
"Not hard. Hotarubi is so cute; I'm very happy to carry her."
After the man and woman exchanged a few routine pleasantries...
Ake finally looked at Yashamaru who had been standing aside. Her words now were far less polite than before:
"Yashamaru, why didn't you carry Hotarubi in? Instead letting a guest carry her."
"You are a grown man, and Hotarubi is your fiancée. You refused to carry her even for this?"
As the oldest female among the younger generation of the Iga Ten, Ake naturally assumed the role of the big sister.
Being questioned to his face by her like this...
Yashamaru felt very embarrassed. He snorted coldly.
Without saying hello, he walked away on his own.
Seeing this, Ake shook her head helplessly.
Then she looked at Rasa, putting on a cordial but slightly polite smile again:
"Guest, let me show you around the empty rooms in the village."
Ten minutes later, Rasa carried Hotarubi to her room.
Then Rasa followed behind Ake for the tour.
Rasa walked behind Ake.
Looking at the round butt of the mature beauty in front twisting with her steps.
Rasa's inner desire was aroused again.
He really wanted to pin her down on the spot and enter directly from behind.
Rasa had always liked this kind of mature big sister the most, especially the type that looked very good at taking care of people.
But Rasa forcibly held back his inner desire.
He absolutely couldn't be a creature whose brain was dominated by his lower body.
Endure it.
Wait until Ogen leaves tomorrow before making a move.
And this woman, Ake...
Was harder to deal with than Hotarubi.
Don't be fooled by her pale face, looking weak and delicate.
In fact, in terms of taijutsu, she could fight two Hotarubis.
Although in Rasa's view, there was no difference, the most critical thing was...
Ake mastered the 'Blood Mist Jutsu'.
She could emit blood from her body through pores.
And let the blood form a blood mist, making enemies unable to hide and marking them.
She could also hide herself in the blood mist, similar to a low-budget Hidden Mist Jutsu.
This was why her face was so pale. Frequently overdrawing the body's blood, it would be strange if her face wasn't pale.
So, if he couldn't hit her in one strike and she used the Blood Mist Jutsu to issue a warning, it would be troublesome.
Although he wasn't afraid of anyone here, it was troublesome after all.
Rasa followed silently behind Ake, chiming in with a few sentences from time to time, while thinking secretly in his heart:
"Remember she secretly loves Chikuma Koshiro who is a few years younger than her, right?"
"If I threaten her with this... mm, I still like the coercion scenes."
"But it seems a bit troublesome. Or should I just subdue her directly?"
"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Tsunade for two weeks. I'll meet Stepmother tonight!"
"Guest, which room do you want to stay in?"
Ake stopped, her bewitching and soft eyes reflecting Rasa's figure.
Her eyes asked with a trace of probing.
Rasa pointed casually at the house in front of him:
"This one. I'm satisfied as long as I have a place to stay."
Ake glanced at the house Rasa pointed to.
This house was near the left side of the village, and no important people lived around it.
She nodded and smiled:
"Dinner will be delivered by someone in an hour. Please condescend to stay."
After the two exchanged pleasantries for a few more minutes...
Ake left first, and Rasa moved into this house.
Rasa looked at the ordinary decorations in the house and felt the hidden auras around the house.
Rasa knew these were the hidden sentries sent by Iga to monitor him.
But Rasa didn't care.
Anyway, he would leave a shadow clone to live in this house later to deal with the surrounding checks at any time.
The main body would just stay at Hotarubi's place.
"Leader Ogen, Rasa, who came to stay here temporarily because he helped Hotarubi this afternoon, has already settled in."
In a certain house in the center of the village.
Ake knelt respectfully on the floor, bowing her head to the old woman in front of her.
The old woman, with white hair simply coiled into a bun, wearing a kimono, face full of wrinkles, looking over seventy years old, heard this.
She opened her half-closed eyes. Her drooping eyelids moved slightly, and her tone was lukewarm:
"Is that so? Is there anything abnormal?"
Ake thought for a while and shook her head cautiously:
"No. After more than an hour of contact, I found his walking posture exaggerated, breathing sometimes deep and sometimes shallow."
"He looks like an ordinary person. Let alone a ninja, even a trained samurai is much stronger than him."
"And the house he chose is also very ordinary. There are no important things around."
Ogen closed her eyes, her tone indifferent, as if asking just as a routine:
"Could it be a disguise?"
Ake frowned slightly, but finally shook her head:
"No. If he could really hide under my nose for more than an hour..."
"Then he could only be a very powerful ninja. But what would such a ninja want in our village?"
"And I have arranged five steady and experienced clansmen to monitor him. There shouldn't be any accidents."
Ogen gave a soft "Mmh".
The village encountered hundreds of such passersby every year.
She didn't care much either.
These questions were just routine.
She turned to gently brush away the white hair on her forehead with her hand that had become skin and bones, her tone nostalgic:
"Going to the Daimyo Mansion tomorrow. I have a hunch that something big might happen."
"Hehe, old thing of Kouga, I can see you again."
Ake lowered her head slightly and said nothing more.
Grudges of the generation before the previous one...
Were far from what a junior like her could interrupt.
Time soon reached the afternoon.
Looking at the simple configuration of one vegetable dish, one meat dish, and one soup in front of him.
Rasa smiled and began to feast.
Ten minutes later, Rasa went to the toilet, then walked out with a normal expression.
However, the Rasa walking out at this time was just a shadow clone.
The real main body had already run out using the Body Flicker Jutsu.
Rasa easily dodged the passersby around him, walking constantly in the shadows of the eaves.
Soon, relying on his previous memory, he arrived outside Hotarubi's house.