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Celebration 11 (1606) December 20th at noon -
Misty Hidden Talent, who took a slight nap, was already up and ready to leave at this time as Sanho Izo watched, who was completely revitalized.
It was Akane who looked worried about how it was, not trying to leave his side as a new employer.
"Master Talent... are you really going to sneak in alone?
Having glimpsed her like that, Giorzo is reorienting his gaze toward his own luggage again and at least getting ready for it. And I said don't look at her.
"Keep going so far, where's the point of saying 'I knew I wouldn't go'?
"No… but… I'm not worried…"
"What the Lord is worried about is that even though he has found a new gold, if he dies unnecessarily, he will have no ex or child.
But don't worry. If anything happens to me, did you decide that Izo there will be your new employer? "
When Akane saw Izo in the words, he smiled with a garlic smile.
When Akane had a cold expression on his face, he said once again a sweet word to his talent.
"If the time comes... Akane will follow...
Even if you die, you won't work for Itsan Hall. Because that face is definitely a nasty one. "
"Hey, what the hell! You fox!! On this occasion, Izo can send you to the afterlife first!!
"Well, I'm scared! Look, Master Talent! That's in the identity of the Ibaraki Hall!
"Oh, my God! Originally, if your Lord wasn't connected to Hirouchi Takasaka, he wouldn't have met such a dangerous eye! And because of reflection!
"Yes, yes, you don't have to tell me. Akane is deeply reflective.
I have a deep reflection on the fate of such a lovely lord as Takuzo, whom I have never met since the beginning. "
"Talent! This stomach! You can't still forgive me like this! Beat me to death!
"Huff! It means that if we discuss it back here, it will follow the letter we sent to Takasaka!
Without losing sight of the two staring at each other, Giorzo asked Akane.
"Akane, by the way. What the Lord said earlier... is that serious?
"Huhu... I won't lie to Master Jiazuo"
In that light tone, Akane turned her earlier smile into a true face and nodded cocklessly as she showered a guillotine and sharp glance.
Giorzo, who stepped on her condition to say there was no falsehood, turned her gaze again to her luggage and told her to snap.
"Tenzo. Then do as you're supposed to."
"… Copy…"
"Izo. I asked the Lord for Lord Echimae."
"Kakaka! Leave it to me!
"Akane. Then help Tenzo. Once everything's done well, I promise to put ten more pieces of silver on top of it and run out of hand."
"Huff... I can't believe you're out of hand... don't tell me you're lonely"
Having finished all the preparations, Talent looked around at everyone on the spot. And I said with all my strength in my belly.
"The next time we look at each other is after everything is over. That is, let it be tomorrow night.
Until then, everyone!
When the three nodded forcefully at the voice of the talent, the next moment the figure of the talent had disappeared neglectfully from the room.
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"Dear Takasaka, I showed up..."
"How many?
"It's all alone"
"Alone...?
Hiranuchi Takasaka frowned at reports from his men as a looker. That should be it too. Because according to the reward from Akane, who he hired as a 'rat', they were supposed to come in here "for two".
- Did they suspect it was just a trap...? Well, good. Assuming you missed one of the others, it's not much of an impact. Besides, now we're out of silver to pay that fox. Come on... I can see that fox's remorse.
Yes. I laughed in my heart and immediately ordered my men in front of me to return to their original rugged expression.
"Live and let go. And drop that neck in front of them to show off. Okay?"
"Ha!"
The sneak of his men, who replied briefly, immediately left Hiranuchi Takasaka.
Become alone in the room again...
Looking beside him, there was no sign of his sister Yuri, who was there with him in the morning.
"You're at the dancer's today..."
Yes, as he leaked, in preparation for tomorrow she is headed to a cabin that gathers the dancers' women, far from the curtain of this Negijo. And after spending the night in that cabin, as a member of the dancers, he is supposed to join Hidekang Takasaka and his men on the stage of carrying out the assassination of Hidekang Nobusaki.
"So I'll head to the lookout too..."
So crushed, he slowly lifts his hips and walks out of the room.
Speaking of past noon, the sooner it gets past noon, the sooner the sun is starting to tilt, the more it freezes in the cold.
In it, Hiranuchi Takasaka shivered one. Is that due to the cold, or is it because you have a hunch about the future waiting for him...
He had no idea.
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"Well... this is their castle..."
It was just immaculate that Misty Hidden Talent Collection, wearing a mesh casket deep and seemingly seemingly only a nihilistic monk who seemed to be everywhere, showed up in front of that curtain, where Hiranuchi Takasaka is based. Surrounded by bushes, from all over the city of Nagahama, about four and a half minutes south of the main road, the pompous and its curtain were set.
The curtain is surrounded by about two towns (about 200 m) with only one large entrance. There's no such thing as a watchman there, and he looks defenseless at first glance.
But I had the opposite impression of talent. Because I can clearly tell from the outside that there is a curtain stretched on all sides high enough to look up, except the entrance, and that there is a strict alert for intrusions from outside that entrance.
In other words, in order to sneak into this tabernacle, it meant nothing more than entering through this pompous and open entrance.
"On Maricieisowaka..."
Talent meditates on his eyes and, yes, chants like a spell to focus all nerves on the sixth sense.
And when I slowly opened my eyes under the mesh, I shrugged.
"Four eyes... and six ears..."
That was exactly the number of people surrounding him now as it was.
By "eyes" I mean the number of people watching outside the curtain… that is, the number of sneaks that are watching him with "eyes". One "ear" refers to the number of people waiting for him in the Tabernacle… that is, the number of people who perceive his actions with an "ear".
By sharpening his sixth sense earlier, he used one of the ninja techniques, "Qi Zhi", to accurately grasp the number of enemies.
"Hmm... that's a lot of 'ears'... but if you turn 'ears' into 'eyes', there's no making 'em either"
When he snapped so, he took away a thick whistle called Measure Eight.
- Woo... woo...
He plays a small bass so hard that he can't hear it if he stands up well.
To the four ninjas who are outside the curtain, he observes still, without blinking, how the talent of the nothingness is blowing a whistle, and the six ninjas who are in the curtain stand on his side by the sound of his whistle, "Leaking nothing".
But the sound was too low and too small, so those in the curtain began to gather unknowingly near the entrance, concentrating their nerves in their ears.
- Almost... almost...
Bragging Measure Eight, Giorzo crushes so in his chest. It waited for the moment, now or now, when it was possible to transform the 'ears' in the curtain into 'eyes'.
And...
Finally, the time has come.
That was the time when 'ears' concentrated sufficiently on the sound of Measure 8.
Talent puts one hand in his nostalgia at an unstoppable speed as he blows Measure Eight in one hand.
He removed the spark from the "bamboo shooting" in his pocket and set it on fire to the powder ball in his hand.
- Daddy, daddy, daddy!!!
The gunpowder ball makes an explosion as it ignites. It was a so-called firecracker, and as a ninja technique it was called "the art of thunder".
"Grr!!
The tympanic membranes of the 'ear' sneakers, who stood on their side ears as they leaked small noises in the curtain, temporarily suspend their function altogether by the fierce bursting sound of firecrackers.
With that gap, Giorzo also set another powder ball on fire and threw it into the entrance.
The moment the powder ball fell to the ground, the smoke could now burst into the ground, emitting a fierce odor.
"Gu!! Damn! Now I can't hear or nose!! Did he come inside?!?
"No! It's from the smoke flow, it hasn't come in yet!
"All right! Don't overlook any small changes!!
In the Tabernacle, the confusion had been extreme, as the talent had thought, and not only its' ears', but even its' nose ', had ceased to work.
It was precisely the technique of electrolithic fire… the "art of fire".
But they are nothing but a mess against the 'ear' sneakers.
The 'eyes' sneakers outside the curtain rather calmly paid attention to his every move and rapidly narrowed their distance from him.
Of course, the matter was within our expectations for Talent Zao.
And at that moment when that 'eye' captured only talent,
- Ba!!
And he threw countless paper blizzards over the sky.
It is by instinct as a person that my eyes instantly go blind to the appearance of colorful paper dancing a flicker, no matter how much of a workout I have to be a shinobi. In other words, even though the four ninjas, the 'eyes', sounded alarmed that they should not be blinded within reason, their gaze shifted to paper blizzards.
Of course talent couldn't have missed that moment.
"Kick, gone!?
Yes, the figure of talent was nowhere to be found, as the word stood, and only its large mesh and the garments of the Nothingness were left on the ground.
... and that was then.
- Bassa!!
When I wondered if something had sounded like a ripple, the shimmering paper blizzard only slightly changed the direction of the dance toward the entrance.
It was as if a gust of wind had blown towards the entrance.
"Inside!! We're inside!!
When one outside the curtain cries out like that, the four ninjas arrive at the entrance in unison.
Then the 'wind' also gave its angle to the smoke in the entrance, which still stood up. A sneak in the curtain shouted as he spotted the change.
"Inside!! They're moving inside!!
"Follow him!! Go after him!!
Four people who came in from outside the curtain with that decree, and a total of ten ninjas who were in the curtain more than the original, rush out in the direction in which they are flowing so that smoke is inhaled simultaneously.
If you get out of the smoke, you should get all the sensations back in your eyes, ears, and nose. And even if you allow an intrusion, if you even grab the direction you're headed for, you'll be surrounded by instant and other things without makeup...
That's how everyone on the spot thought, "Just a few steps out of the smoke!" and I was moving those legs in a heartbeat...
It was the "Nine" who were moving that leg...
No, the "Nine" were moving in the direction of smoke flow to be exact, but the rest of the "One" was pointing their feet in the opposite direction.
And the "one" quickly dived into the shadow of one of the three cabins in the curtain.
That "one" is...
He was the one who hid the fog.
Then how the hell did he dive into the curtain? It took advantage of the "calming technique" that Iga Ninja specializes in. But he didn't use something like a spell that kept people away. It was simply "hiding." But he succeeded in lurking in the curtain, without anyone noticing, by hiding while deceiving the 'eyes' and 'ears' of the sneakers.
The procedure was simple.
As soon as he scattered the paper blizzard and gathered the gaze of the sneakers, he lay down like a spider on the ground, taking off his nets and clothes, even holding his breath and completely erasing the signs. It was the so-called technique of quail hiding.
Fortunately, the outside of the curtain is surrounded by a grueling bush, and if you lay low, you can hardly capture its appearance with your 'eyes'. Naturally, they saw near the eye-catching mesh, but at that time the already crawling talent collection was only a little bit of it, the so-called "blind spot".
Plus he releases the "bird" he kept sneaking in his nostalgia. It was "the technique of birds" as Ninjutsu put it.
The bird directed the flow of the paper blizzard, but if you calm down and look at the object, everyone will know who it is, such as being a bird. But let's just say that the ninjas outside the curtain who ate their faces because the talent had disappeared from sight have no choice but to "illusion" that the flow of paper blizzards was followed by an intrusion into the curtain of talent.
What was more, soon after one of them had arrived at the entrance to speak out, there was no choice but to realize that he was no longer a person in the world.
In other words, the fog-hidden talent that had been ambushed, on the contrary, ambushed one of the four sneaks that would kill him at the entrance to the curtain, turning him into a rust of swords in an instant.
And then he breaks in with a face that doesn't eat anything while acting like "alone" as it is. Then he said, "Inside!! They're moving inside!! shouted, and moved the remaining nine… using a technique called the" Moonwater technique ".
Thus was the talent that broke into the tabernacle easily, but there was no smile there.
Because the place that stands like this now is already a dead place for him.
And he's there, never for the purpose of breaking and entering.
- Come on, it's coming...
Keeping his mind tight, Giorzo began his action to find his companion's imprisoned place.