As a trusted aide trained by Hanzo, Shibuya's personal ability was unquestionable. Although his Chuunin level chakra strength was a weakness, it could not be used as a reason to deny his Jounin combat strength.
Chakra was not everything. It was just a tool, just like ninjutsu. The degree of usage of the tool depended on the user's ability. " It's not an exaggeration to say that if you use your ability to the extreme, a Shinin can also kill a Shinin. As for why you don't compare a Shinin with a Shinin, I can only say that you're overthinking. The hyenas might be able to kill the grizzly bear with their sharp claws, but even if the entire race attacked the dinosaurs…
If he didn't break his defense, it would be useless even if he went all out, right?
As an elite ninja of Rain Ninja Village, Shibuya Teisaburo had no fault. Compared to others, this man could even be said to be perfect. If he had to say something about her, it was probably her natural kindness. There was nothing wrong with being unwilling to fight against women and children who had no power to resist, and Shibuya had always thought so.
It wasn't something great that could be flaunted everywhere.
He did not have the honor of being the head of an enemy leader, nor did he have the disgust and disdain of a lowly character. If one had to put it bluntly, it was just…a na?ve man's unique beautiful vision for this war-torn world, right?
" Saburo, you should save your beautiful thoughts for the celebration after the victory. Although it might not be a difficult thing for you to do with your strength, believe me, your incompetent brother. If you insist on doing this from the beginning to the end, it's indeed wonderful. However, you will be dragged down to death by it sooner or later."
Shibuya's elder brother had warned his younger brother, who had some strength, before the war. Then…on the second Sunday of the war, he left a cold corpse for his younger brother, who was eager to drink and laugh again…or rather, despair in the face of loneliness.
Was this thing so close to me? This was the first feeling I had when I saw my brother's pale and callus-covered hands outside the white sheets, which had once belonged to me, but no longer had any strength. Then, I felt endless fear.
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Am I going to live alone until I die?
Taira Saburo bowed as he left the meeting room where Hanzo was resting. He was not fawning over Hanzo. He was a person who had been praised by the Ninja Realm for the time being. As a member of Renin, Taira Saburo had great respect for this leader called Demigod. It was not only because of the kindness that pulled him out of despair, but also because of his ambition to make Renin Village truly rise.
This man was the type of person who would do what he said. He did not just shout slogans, but put his ambition into practice without eating or sleeping.
No matter how small a wish was, if one was willing to uphold it day and night and never slacken, even if one failed, that once unknown name would sooner or later resound through the clouds, right?
Hanzo was a special existence to Taira Saburo.
A special existence that combined the three elements of a teacher, a father, and an idol.
She blindly imitated him and wanted to become such a great person.
Therefore, he insisted on his own beliefs and did not attack women and children who could not resist. Even though he almost lost his life because of this, he did not regret it at all.
Taira Saburo slowly walked away. His back was hidden in the shadows of the building. His face, which had his mask pulled down, was lifeless. The moonlight shone across the night sky, outlining a ruthless face. However, on that granite face, there was a pair of bright eyes. There was a flash of kindness and decisiveness that was not mixed with any hesitation.
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"Death…can I be free?”
" If life is really boring and hopeless to you, then go die. Or…hold on to the beliefs of others or yourself and move forward bravely…"
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"Teacher Hanzo, do you also have this dream that you are fighting for?”
"Ideals? I don't have that kind of thing. All I have is the ambition to devour the world…"
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"What makes a successful person? Ha ha ha…Ping Saburo, you have me stumped…But if you really want to say it, I only need to insist on eight words…"
"Eight words?”
"Stick to your heart and believe in yourself."
"Stick to your heart? Believe in yourself?"
"What, you don't believe me? Well, this was normal. Without experiencing the opportunity of life and death, you young people would never realize what was truly valuable.”
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It was precisely because he looked forward to it more than anyone else that he believed it more than anyone else.
He believed that if he persisted, even a flower on the verge of withering could bloom brilliantly.
I believe in this, which is why I can live with hope until now. Things that won't change now will never change in the future. Brother, you have to bless me from heaven.
Taira Saburo raised his head. In the pitch-black night, there were always specks of starlight flickering. It was so misty that it reminded one of a lover's embrace.
How nice it would be if this moment lasted forever…Brother
Ha, just kidding. I still have to carry out my beliefs in life. If I stop here, wouldn't I become a coward?
Smiling silently, he once again turned the corner of the alley covered in shadows and stopped in an octagonal pavilion. Taira Saburo looked around and confirmed that the assassination team had arrived. Only then did he silently wave his hand.
"Has the mission been confirmed?"
"..." The team scattered in the darkness silently agreed.
"Humph…You are quite arrogant. I hope you have the strength to match your arrogance. This mission is related to the victory or defeat of the war, so…you must succeed. If you fail, there will be many people in the village who covet your position, right?”
Even though he had only captured the little brat called Bright Night and New Moon, this was also in conflict with his original intention. Moreover, in his opinion, this kind of low-class practice was really a disgrace to Lord Hanzo's reputation.
Was that why he had to vent his anger in such a way?
"Humph!"
One of the assassins who seemed to be the leader finally couldn't help but speak up.
" You don't have to worry about this, Lord Taira Saburo. We don't care about Orochi Ji. You, on the other hand, have enough patience…Although it's a rare mission that you can get Hanzo's recognition without much effort, you can't fail because of some petty mistake…Tsk, tsk, tsk."
" Tsk tsk..." The members of the assassination team laughed along with their captain.
It was no wonder that they said that. Shibuya's actions were already known by everyone in Rain Ninja Village.
Because of his humble kindness, he lowered his blade to the enemy.
However, this kind of kindness was not understood by most people. In the eyes of most of the members of Renin Village, this was just an excuse to escape. And how could a person who was trapped by a woman's kindness become Lord Hanzo's trusted right-hand man?
" Really? Don't pee your pants when you're facing Orochi Ji."
It was precisely because there were so many people who looked down on him that he could be who he was today, right?
Saburo asked himself as he faced the taunts with contempt.
"Then let's see what happens.”
"Naturally…"
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