Lurking in the Dark

In the forest, two figures were advancing at great speed.

In front is a black and white dog, with blue pupils full of wisdom.

The one chasing him was a young man who was running aimlessly after the dog that was in front of him.

"Win! Can this dog really find that batch of supplies?" Shigeru, who was following behind, looked with some suspicion at the dog, who was running wildly in front.

After a while, the surrounding trees gradually became sparse and a not-too-high mountain range appeared in front of them.

Suddenly, the stupid dog changed direction and ran towards the west side of the mountain.

Seeing this situation, Shigeru followed him without saying a word.

After passing the first mountain, the dog turned around and ran towards the mountain. Halfway there, the dog stopped.

"Wow…"

The dog squatted on the ground, panting with his tongue hanging out, and turned to look at Shigeru with eyes full of wisdom.

Shigeru also stopped next to the dog. He looked in the direction the dog was looking and saw a small mountain village appearing in the distance.

"You mean the supplies are there?" Shigeru knelt down and touched the dog's head.

"Woof!" The dog barked and nodded excitedly.

Seeing this situation, Shigeru couldn't help but smile, "Haha, good job, what a good dog!"

Shigeru packed his gear and then headed towards the small mountain village.

When the dog saw this, he stopped following him and lay down on the spot.

In the mountains, a figure moved silently.

After living in this world for so long, Shigeru has also mastered the knowledge of ninjas. Although there are some traps in the forest, he carefully avoids them all.

In a tree outside the mountain village, Shigeru hid his figure, closed his eyes, and felt in silence.

"Three Jonin and ten ordinary people."

When he looked outside, Shigeru thought that there were more than a hundred people in this village, but he didn't expect that there were only ten ordinary people when he sensed it.

"There seems to be something abnormal in this village." Shigeru looked a little serious.

It was almost four in the afternoon and the three jounin were gathered together without separation.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided to stay up and wait until night before lurking around and checking out the situation.

After all, ninjas are all opportunists, so he has to follow the rules, right?

Of course, another reason Shigeru decided to enter at night was that the village seemed abnormal.

In this case, it would be better to be cautious and wait until the enemy relaxed their vigilance at night before entering.

Soon it was nine o'clock at night, the moon was shining brightly in the sky and the three houses in the village were illuminated by the dim light of the candles.

Shigeru, who was feeling bored in the tree, suddenly saw figures in twos and threes moving around the three brightly lit rooms, and faint, exciting sounds could be heard.

Seeing this situation, Shigeru suddenly complained, "Fuck, fuck!"

I'm here to fulfill a mission, not to be a voyeur.

Fortunately, Shigeru was far away and could only see figures staggering around inside, and the sound was not very clear.

Finally, with the movement of the moon, Shigeru survived that torturous moment.

At two in the morning, Shigeru silently fell from the tree, then hid his aura and entered the village.

His target was the three middle rooms.

Although that place made Shigeru feel deeply uncomfortable, ninjas were the only ones who could relate to explosive seals, so he had to go there.

Hiding his aura and coming to the corner of the wall, Shigeru looked through the gap in the window.

'Don't look at anything inappropriate, don't look at anything inappropriate!'

After muttering a few words in his mind, Shigeru quickly turned his attention to the sleeping jounin.

After seeing no reaction from the other party, Shigeru gently opened the window to avoid making any noise.

After the window opened enough to allow him in, Shigeru walked straight in and slashed the Jonin's neck with a hand knife.

Of course, the moment Shigeru landed, the Jonin noticed the movement and wanted to resist.

However, Shigeru moved too fast. As soon as the jonin touched the kunai lying beside him, he was knocked unconscious by a precise blow from Shigeru.

Shigeru originally wanted to knock the woman out on the bed, but the woman didn't react at all. She rolled her eyes, her eyelids were half-open, and her breathing was weak.

It can be seen that she must have suffered tremendous torture before.

"Oh…"

Seeing this scene, Shigeru, who was still a little restless, instantly calmed down.

In a rotten world, a rotten world with extraordinary power like chakra, the fate of ordinary people is truly sad.

Judging by this woman's appearance, she couldn't be the Jonin's wife, she was probably an aboriginal of this village.

And judging by the fact that there are only ten ordinary people left in this village, what happened here seems obvious.

Shigeru looked at the woman in front of him and shook his head. He pulled out a coil of steel wire from his ninja tool bag and tied the jounin up.

The tying method is like that of a pig: after tying, the more you struggle, the tighter it becomes.

Of course, Shigeru didn't expect to use this thing to tie down a Jonin, anyway, he would move fast and this thing would only play a temporary role.

After leaving the room, Shigeru followed the same pattern and knocked out the Jonin in the second room again. As for the woman beside him who rolled her eyes, Shigeru ignored her.

After reaching the third room, Shigeru no longer worried about whether his behavior would attract the attention of other ninjas. He directly grabbed the kunai and entered the room.

However, right after he inserted a kunai into the jounin's neck.

Phew!

A puff of white smoke rose up and the jounin stabbed by Shigeru suddenly turned into a wooden stake.

"Ah?" Shigeru was stunned for a moment.

Just as Shigeru was stunned, a black figure jumped out from the corner of the room "Go to hell!"

Ding!

Without even raising his head, Shigeru drew the short sword from his waist and swung it towards the top of his head.

In an instant, the blades collided, and in the dark night, the sparks produced by the friction were unusually visible.