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Celebration 11 (1606) Dec 20 Application (approx. 4pm) -
Around that time when the sun already leaned heavily and the color of the sky changed to orange.
At one point in Nagahama, Tozo and Akane were preparing for the next day. That was due to the idea of Misty Hidden Talent Collection, and it could be said that it was prepared to stop the assassination of Hidekang Nojo.
In addition to the two of them there, several women were doing the work.
It's...
They were dancers who had been put to work by Hiranuchi Takasaka.
They were all supposed to be harmed on the spot to seal their mouths on the stage of Hidekang Nobushiro's assassination the next day. In anticipation of it, the talented men rescued them from Hiranuchi Takasaka, who had been gathered away from Negijo, and were made to work under the direction of Tenzo and Akane for a plan the following day.
But their eyes were filled with relief that they had been saved and hope that they would be able to return to their homeland once the matter was over.
Well, it was in there...
- Kah, kah!
And suddenly a black raven (tease) burst out of the tree in front of Akane, and she blued her face. Of course she was not a pure maiden who would move about such things, but she blued her face because she had a bad feeling about it.
"Dear Master... may I take care of this place?
"... did you...?
"No… nothing… but something came through my chest, so I want to go back to the inn once."
"... let's..."
That's all he whined about. When he turned his back on Akane, he went back to his place of business.
Akane stares at its back. Then, after he lowered his head, he turned to the former inn.
Once sprouted, the spreading of anxiety makes her mind nervous as she looks around.
"I hope you end up worried..."
Yes, she snapped as she wished, quickening her legs.
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By the time Akane had returned early to the inn, under a light purple sky, Misty Hidden Talent had rushed through the curtain like a disease with a certain aim.
But the appearance, from the halves, would only seem to be a wind blowing in it, rocking grasshoppers as high as knees, growing unconstructively. By then he had erased his footsteps and signs. It's called "The Art of Deep Grass Walking," a way to put your hands on the ground and what a way to proceed with your feet on the back of that hand in a crawling shape on all fours. Though it is considered a way of proceeding without any footsteps, it is surprising that the talent was able to run faster than the crowd even in its posture.
Now, that place that he followed was, from the entrance, the corner of the curtain at a diagonal angle. I can see one of the cabins nearby, but now all the sneaks seem to be inside the cabin waiting for talent, and I don't see any shadows trying to capture him.
When Giorzo put his back on the curtain, he tapped it gently with his right hand fist, "Ton, Ton".
It was directed, so to speak, "out of the curtain," but what a banging back sound from that "out of the curtain" to "tons, tons".
- Was this part of the curtain still double...
That was as talented as he thought. He felt the footsteps of Sasuke Monkey from around here, and realized that this part of the curtain was doubled.
In other words, Sasuke and his men were imprisoned not in the hut, but in a place sandwiched between this act and the curtain.
"Are you all right...?
Talent speaks carefully inside.
Then I heard a small voice from inside.
"Safe. But I said, 'Don't come,' and the one named Lord...
That's enough, even if you stay here, you're in danger to the Lord.
Get out of here. "
That was Sasuke's voice. Until after this, he complained about the talent and showed himself to the talent. The talent put a grin on the matter.
"That's what I want you to do... but apparently that's not how it works"
"Hey... no way... that's not good! Run now! Talent!"
Soon the voices in the curtain were loud enough to be heard clearly outside, but there is no way the sneakers will come together there.
However, the two men approached one step at a time and one step at a time, clearly capturing the figure of talent.
It's...
Two people, Takasaka Hiranuchi and Negishi Tsugaru...
As Talent moves a little away from the curtain, he steps both feet all the way in to take their gaze straight from the front. To that overly audacious attitude, Takasaka Hiranuchi and Negishi Tsugaru all loosened their mouths.
And as I proceeded to my feet in front of the talented, Hiranuchi Takasaka spoke with a soft voice.
"Welcome.
Ooh...? Aren't you the one who saw the stage yesterday?
What did you do to get to that place?
Talent also pulls out his shoulder strength and answers in a gentle tone.
"Oh... the stage is better than I thought.
I was going to take my friends to see it, but I think they got lost here. "
"Ha...? I didn't see anyone like that here..."
"Well... that's a shame. Okay, let's try to hit something else. You annoyed me."
Having said that, Giorzo made me think about leaving. But I'm not really going to be able to leave the scene even for him, and I'm not going to.
Still, it was then that he took a step towards the entrance.
"Oops. If you're in the corner, why don't you give me a little bit of an archaic opponent?
Doesn't that look a little familiar to you?
And the great man who was with Hiranuchi Takasaka… or Tsukaru Negishi, prevented the talent from going.
"Talent! No that man! It's the root razor horn of the dust stream!
You can hear Yuri Kamanosuke screaming from outside the curtain.
Then Giorzo asked Hiranuchi Takasaka to react to his voice.
"Oh...? I think I heard my friend from outside the curtain, can I make sure?
"I don't mind if that happens, but Mr. Negishi, who is there, has said that he would like to work with the customer... so how about once it's" safe "?"
Takasaka Hiranuchi's words are not answered in words, and he looks up at the horn. If you only look at its back length, which is roughly different for each head, the advantages and disadvantages caused by its physique are historical.
Still, the talent keeps his cold gaze on the razor horn without breaking his invincible grin. And I said it away in a crushing low voice.
"Hmm... I wonder who it is... isn't that Negishi Tsugaru Hall, who blew" Undoubled in Heaven, "defeated his disciple and escaped unnecessarily with his tail wrapped around him?
Auditorium in such a place… you will be seen as having so little place.
Precisely because of his pride as a swordsman and his "lack of fine dust," he called it a fine dust stream... "
It was that moment when words with the disgust of its talent never ended.
- BOOM!!!
And something came up while making a noise over the head of the talent collection.
Unexpectedly shrugged his neck, Giorzo jumped one step away from the razor horn and took a distance.
Then a razor horn with a blue muscle on his forehead opened his mouth as he pulled his mouth.
"Watch your mouth. Ninja..."
"I'm sorry for this… I do have to be careful.
Anyway, your lord has a 'loser' style. People may not understand what they say. "
"Eh!!!
Totally unreasonable to the talented word, the razor horn hits the talented one with a big swing of the gold crushing rod in his hand. Hiranuchi Takasaka struck his tongue at the appearance, and Jiazo raised the corner of his mouth with a nibble.
That was just one of the ninja laws, "The Art of Angry Cars". In other words, you deliberately outrage the other person and make them lose their reason, and move on to your advantage, in other words, talking.
The razor horn took the trick and beat him to the brilliant without worrying about it.
- Don't!!
A talent store that flickered down a razor-sharp stick. When the stick made a dull noise and pierced the ground, the ground shook about.
When Talent took the distance again, Hiranuchi Takasaka circled behind it, probably because he stepped on that Talent was trying to escape like this. In response to him, Giorzo does not even look at what is inside him, and his gaze speaks with his gaze pointed at the corner.
"Don't worry. I don't think it's easy to get away with."
"I guess the archery has just begun."
"Oh, now let me punch you in here!
Hiranuchi Takasaka turned his eyes round to the figure of Takasaka, who had left it behind and jumped into the pocket of Shirakami.
Because the talent went up against him with a "sword".
- Stupid... foolish as a sneak, such as letting's face the swordsmith with a sword...
But as he approached Nanai, Giorzo slammed the sneak knife in his hand to the horn with all his might.
- KING!!
When I wonder if the high metal noise has stuck around, the talented knife is easily played.
But Giorzo didn't care, he knocked it down in a row.
- Kin! Kin!... KING!
A creepy sound echoes around. If we only heard that sound, it would seem that a swordsman of considerable skill was banging each other hard, but the reality was evident from the look on their faces. In other words, in contrast to the desperate form of talent, the face of the razor horn remained cool. By then the strength of the two swords was as open as heaven and earth.
Still talented enough to hit a knife in any match. Are you getting tired of him like that, when the razor horn shines his thin eyes in a giraffe, he has also hit the stick by trying to match the gesture of talent.
- Gakin!!
A distinctly different sound of quality than the earlier one impairs the ear. And at the same time, the light body of the talent was blown away with momentum.
"Gaha!"
When momentum is pounded from the back, some sneaking tools left lurking in the nose and hips are scattered across the ground. And Giorzo turned his eyes unexpectedly, but did not give him time to relax and fall in.
- Bum!!
and a vertically shaken stick hits the shoulder mouth of a talented man who is falling on his back.
"Mmm!!
and Talent twisted his body, "Don't!," the stick cracked on the ground.
After seeing it through, he quickly wakes up, turning his arms around to see if his body moves. And shortly after he was sure that he was still moving, he shook his sword down the corner again.
- Kin! Kin!... Kin!!
It seems so monotonous and boring that the metal sounds are engraved in the same way, but not even archaic to the razor horn.
When he waved the stick with all his strength to match the talented sword again, his attitude of talent broke down along with the "gakin" and the dull sound.
"Shh!!
With that call, the razor horn sucked the heavy stick into the talented body so that it handled the twigs of the tree in a supple manner.
The complexion of the talent is slightly bluished.
And he quickly spelled out the Nine Characters Protection Act (Lottery Shinbu) in his mind.
- Lin, soldier, fighter, everyone, formation, fierce, in front... drink!!
It was a self-allusion specific to Iga Ninja and a spell to transcend the limits of her own flesh. Needless to say, it was just what was needed for today's talent.
Because…
- Dgowong!!!
"Guhhh!!!
I wondered if an intense sound, as if something had exploded, echoed from the belly of the talent, because he was blown to the curtain behind him.
Though the fabric, when the talent is beaten to pieces by a white curtain that is never soft, he says, "talent!!" The scream of Kamanosuke persisted.
Various tools scatter from his body again. Some of them were living mice and ran off on the ground to escape.
- Did you get three bottles...
With his eyes blinded by severe pain, he makes that nerve circle through his body. Apparently, there's been a crack in the three bones, but fortunately, there's been no serious blow to the gut.
But I can't get a foothold on it.
Talent dropped its hips as he slouched, trying to bring it to the curtain.
But I didn't condone him.
"Ha ha!! Not yet!!
Now when he flew a thick leg like Marutai toward his talent, he had not recovered enough to do it.
- Dosha!!
and when the unpleasant sound of the frog as if it had been crushed, the white curtain splashes with the talented nose and the blood out of his mouth.
The stick of the razor horn struck again at the talent that flew consciousness at that moment.
"Guuuuuuu!!
Gifted a shout from his instincts, Giorzo took that stick with his left hand, which was about to be sucked into his side head.
"Haaaa!!
It goes without saying, of course, that the bones in that arm were shattered miserably. And while shielding his arms, the blow of Razor's full body rocked his talented brain.
And with the bright white curtain dyed red, the talent lost consciousness and fell into it.
"No more!! Please!!
I can hear Kamanosuke's sad cry from the inside of the curtain, but it seems that Kamoko has become totally interested without anything to do with it.
Seeing talent that didn't even move while falling, he spit and discarded it.
"That's a big deal for a big mouth. Well, good.
Hey, Nanachi! You can end this guy's life here!?
That's all you said to me. I can't stop thinking about saving my life here. "
Hiranuchi Takasaka was wondering about herself, who was somewhere sorry to see the talented look but also unbroken. And when he sighed loudly, "Huh," he nodded cocklessly at the words of the horn.
To that appearance, a razor-sharp angle with a raised mouth angle. One step closer and closer to the talent collection, he swayed his stick wide.
"You should travel to the afterlife with regret for insulting me"
I proclaimed that and tried to shake those arms down. That was exactly the time.
"Sasuke... let me imitate the Lord's master, His Highness, Prime Minister Yuura Sasuke."
And, blushing and crushing talent, he leaned on his back, and at the same time opened his eyes slightly.
And he took away the jacket of the sneaky outfit he was wearing.
When I saw what was there, the face of the rabbit turned blue.
"Huh... what...!?
"Raptor Palace!! Run!! Quick!!
Takasaka Hiranuchi has words ahead of her head.
What a lot of gunpowder balls were wrapped around the talented body there.
"It's too late!!
The niggling, grinning talent set it on fire at an unstoppable speed in his eyes, and he flew up toward the corner.
"Stop! Stop! Whoa!
At that moment, the scream of horn terror persisted...
- Dokaaaaaa!!!
It was surrounded by white smoke when the explosion went off with the sound of...