The Magical Fly, Someone From The Roots

Chapter 11: The Magical Fly, Someone From The Roots

He had experienced being chased by a swarm of flies before, but now the memory suddenly came back to him.

Looking up at the swarm of detestable flies, a cruel smile appeared on Chiba's face.

"Tremble, little flies!"

Snapping his fingers into the air, Chiba activated his skill directly.

Grains Reincarnation!

Instantly, the swarm of flies above his head released droplets of black excrement. Over half of it landed on Chiba's head, but he didn't mind. After all, he could easily remove these small droplets with a single thought.

Chiba eagerly anticipated the sight of the swarm being defeated.

But as he waited and waited, his expectant expression turned into one of frustration.

The swarm of flies above his head appeared completely unaffected, still buzzing around and maintaining the shape given by Ollie.

"This... It can't be! How is this possible?"

Despair filled him as he couldn't comprehend why it had turned out this way. Even a skilled ninja wouldn't be able to evade this move, so how did the flies manage to do it?

Unable to find an answer after much contemplation, Chiba decided to try something else.

He set a fire in the yard, hoping that it would drive the flies away. Unsurprisingly, it failed once again.

Silently standing in front of the fire, Chiba was tormented by the incessant buzzing sound coming from behind him.

He swung a burning stick, attempting to incinerate the flies. But to his dismay, the swarm always managed to evade him, maintaining their formation and flying at an astonishing speed.

Chiba was on the verge of tears.

After a long and restless night, he was exhausted and desperately in need of sleep. However, the constant noise of the flies prevented him from dozing off.

"Please, let me sleep tonight, big brother. We can play during the day..."

Chiba's voice carried a hint of sadness as he pleaded with the swarm of flies.

To his surprise, a miraculous scene unfolded as he uttered those words.

The swarm of flies began flying towards Chiba, gradually reshaping themselves. Soon, a character emerged.

Upon seeing the word "good" formed by the flies, Chiba was left dumbfounded.

In the next moment, the formation dispersed, and the swarm of flies flew out of the yard.

Chiba was left in a daze, unable to comprehend the strangeness of the situation.

Flies that could understand speech?

Flies that only ate soft things and avoided hard things?

He had never witnessed such a peculiar phenomenon before.

"Forget about it, time to sleep!"

With the absence of buzzing in his ears, Chiba's mood improved, and he prepared to get some rest.

That night, Chiba enjoyed a deep and peaceful sleep.

It was nearly noon when he woke up, feeling a rumble in his stomach.

The ramen he had eaten the previous night didn't satisfy his hunger, as it was quickly digested.

Pushing open the door, he planned to go to the street to buy some food.

But as soon as he stepped out, he was startled by the sight of a ninja with a cat-faced mask standing on the fence at the entrance of the yard.

"Stop!"

The cat-faced ninja spoke coldly before carefully observing Chiba.

"Chiba, under Master Danzo's orders, I am responsible for your daily meals. Stay at home and let me know what you want to eat!"

The ninja with the cat-faced mask, known as Moon Sword, a Genbu Ninja, stated coldly.

"Really?"

Chiba didn't react with anger to Yuedao's words; instead, he felt elated.

No need to go out? Just lie around at home? And someone will bring food? Where else could he find such a good deal?

So, Chiba ordered ramen, barbecue, meatballs, and even ice cream.

The first three items were his main course, and the ice cream was chosen because Chiba felt that the weather had started to get hot and he needed something to cool off.

However, after placing the order, Yuedao trembled slightly but didn't leave.

"Huh? Why aren't you going? I don't have any money."

Chiba shrugged, seeming unconcerned.

He wasn't worried that the other party wouldn't buy the food. If they refused, Chiba would have to go out himself.

And then, he wouldn't be held responsible for the consequences.

In a deserted corner of the street, Yuedao removed his mask, revealing a pale face.

"Ugh..."