This Ninja Is Obviously Not Strong but Really Hard to Kill

"Just one Sharingan and wearing a mask on his face?"

After listening to Haku's report, Aoba couldn't help but be stunned.

"Yes, and the opponent can summon spirit beasts and use a kind of Lightning Release with extremely strong penetration power, which produces a piercing scream when used."

It must be Kakashi Hatake!

"Haku, you did well. Don't conflict with him for now. Take some people to find out where he's staying and who else has come here with him. Be careful."

"Yes, Lord Aoba."

After Haku and Zabuza left, Aoba couldn't help but ponder why Kakashi would come to the Land of Waves and target me, Naoki, of all people.

It couldn't be that Konoha was going to make a move on the Land of Waves, could it?

That's too absurd!

"Speaking of which, why did Kakashi come to the Land of Waves in the original story? Oh, right, it was because of the construction of the Great Naruto Bridge... and in the end, it was named the 'Naruto Bridge,' it seems..."

"But has it been so many years since Haku died? The people of the Land of Waves have also entered a well-off life, and there shouldn't be much difference whether there is a bridge or not, right?"

"It's impossible that someone would specifically go to Konoha to invite a ninja to build this bridge."

The more Aoba thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out, and he finally chalked it up to those 'retinal fatigue' types starting to play tricks again.

After all, hiring ninjas for assassination had happened before.

But those hired guys, whether wandering ninjas or rogue ninjas, couldn't even get past Zabuza, much less risk their own lives.

After feeding several sharks, this was the first time anyone dared to use this method.

Because when it comes to playing dirty, they are even less of a match.

Aoba never expected to be backstabbed by an older adult he didn't take seriously.

After returning to his room, Aoba noticed something odd just as he was about to sleep.

Why was his quilt bulging?

He sneered, hands on his hips, "Are you coming out on your own, or am I pulling you out?"

Then, a small head suddenly popped out from under the quilt. It was Kurenai, looking shy, and her gaze 'hazy'...

"Tell me, what's the excuse this time?"

"Eh? Isn't this my room? I... I need help finding my glasses, and I may need help finding them. So sleepy~ I'm going to sleep... zzz~"

I needed help finding glasses, so I got lost.

That's a strong excuse.

But the rooms are on opposite sides, one in the south and one in the north. How can you get lost all the way here?

How about saying you were sleepwalking?

While Aoba was internally complaining, he quietly watched as Kurenai pretended to sleep.

Especially when Kurenai suddenly squinted one eye to assess the situation stealthily and was caught by him, he directly issued an ultimatum.

"Are you going back alone, or do I have to throw you out?"

Damn!

So the plots in novels are all lies!

But don't worry; there's still one last trick.

In the quilt, Kurenai immediately twisted her thigh hard, then suddenly her eyes welled up with tears, looking pitifully cold and sleepy, and said, "I'm so cold, so sleepy, and I think I forgot to wear clothes..." 𝙧ἈNỘβЁŞ

"Oh, is that so."

Aoba nodded emotionlessly and then pounced like a hungry tiger!

"Eh?"

When Kurenai realized what was happening, she had been rolled up in the quilt like a spring roll, with only her head sticking out.

Then, Aoba, with a rope he got from who knows where, tied the 'spring roll' up and even tied a bow on it.

Packaged and ready to go!

Aoba just carried the 'spring roll' outside, then made a bowling pose...

Strike!

Roll, roll, roll...

Bang!

Home run!

Perfect~

Aoba clapped his hands in satisfaction, then, with a bang, locked the door. Finally, he could have a good night's sleep.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the corridor, Kurenai, wrapped in the 'spring roll,' continued to struggle.

Ah ah ah!

I won't give up, damn it!

...

The next day, when Aoba came out feeling refreshed, he couldn't help but rub his eyes.

A 'spring roll' dressed caterpillar was leaning against the door wall, asleep, drooling...

How did she crawl all this way down the long corridor?

Alright, I give up.

Sighing, Aoba picked up Kurenai again and brought her into the room.

Dreaming of something, Kurenai's face was a bit red.

"Since you like sleeping in my bed so much, I'll lend it to you for now."

After gently placing Kurenai on his bed, Aoba decisively locked the door from the outside!

Then he merrily hummed a tune as he went to eat breakfast...

After pretending to sleep for another half an hour, Kurenai finally quietly opened one eye and was stunned.

Eh, where's the person?

I'm rolling...

Bang!

"Ouch!"

Determined Kurenai, enduring the pain without tears, showed a 'perseverance despite disability' look, inching towards the door.

However...

The door wouldn't open.

Bang, bang, bang!

"Open the door, ah!"

"Is there anyone outside?"

"You have the nerve to lock me up, and you have the nerve to open the door!"

Just then, Ranmaru, who had finished breakfast, passed by the door in a Tiger-like tank, EM... Well, I better pretend I didn't hear that.

When Lord Aoba returns, he'll naturally let her out.

Rumble, rumble...

The Tiger-like tank drove away.

However, Ranmaru felt as if he had forgotten something.

What was it?

Never mind, it's not important.

It's unimportant because someone mentioned it during breakfast, saying they would walk after eating.

Probably, even if Kurenai's head were broken, that person wouldn't come back to let her out.

Typical 'incompetent'!

On the other hand, Aoba, who had disguised himself, also left the palace, wandering around.

Because he heard about Kakashi's news, he decided to try his luck and see if he could meet any acquaintances.

And to figure out what Kakashi was here for.

If it revealed that he was hiding in the Land of Waves, it wouldn't be peaceful for the time coming.

That would be the best outcome if he could send Kakashi away immediately.

However, he had yet to walk two streets before his hands were filled with dozens of flyers printed with vibrant young girls.

This made him show a strange expression.

He remembered he only mentioned it once last time, but Naoki, that guy, actually started an idol girl group?!

Although it's still in the audition stage, many people are already going to the streets to campaign.

Indeed, once people are well-fed, their restless hearts start to act up.

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