I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

just,

Even as the blazing sun slowly climbed to the top of the sky, nothing particularly noteworthy happened.

No, there is one strange thing:

The entire city seemed to be under repair; banging and clanging sounds could be heard everywhere, but human voices were hard to hear.

This bizarre environment left almost all the residents of the Land of Hot Springs feeling bewildered.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, a daring individual cautiously pushed open the hidden back door and peered toward the source of the sound.

But after just one glance, they froze on the spot, even involuntarily raising their hands to wipe their eyes, looking completely incredulous.

In their field of vision, those usually vicious thugs were actually repairing the building that had been damaged by that person's one-night rampage without saying a word!

This is something that would be absolutely, absolutely impossible under normal circumstances.

Even if some repairs are needed, those thugs will only exploit the laborers and threaten the neighbors to "voluntarily" and "spontaneously" help with the repairs. They would never actually do such physical work themselves.

Given the premise of being 'spontaneous' and 'voluntary,' even officials and soldiers who wanted to manage and rectify the situation would have no way to proceed.

But now, is this the sun rising in the west?

Some people actually looked up at the heavenly fire in the sky.

Judging from its position and the current time, the sun is indeed rising from the east, just like always.

However, just as the person searching for the sun's trajectory withdrew their somewhat comical gaze and thoughts, they suddenly felt a chill run down their spine, and cold sweat poured down their back.

because,

because!

A thug who usually caused trouble in the streets actually pushed a cart piled high with broken tiles and rubble towards him.

【Oops! 】

[We've been discovered!!]

[I'm sure I'll be forced to do hard labor, and maybe even get beaten and verbally abused!]

The man's pupils contracted repeatedly due to extreme fear, and his inner frustration reached its peak at this moment.

They say curiosity killed the cat with nine lives, but I only have one life, why would I do something so reckless?

They actually wanted to get closer and observe the condition of these monsters; they must have a death wish!

As for running?

Running away is impossible.

Because this would mean even more cruel blame and beatings, and could even implicate close friends and family.

Now all he could do was force a smile that was more like a grimace, and then, with utmost humility and obsequiousness, say something to the approaching menacing figure:

"Uncle, do you need help?"

indeed,

The advantage of doing this is obvious: the other party did not make trouble, nor did they scold or beat them.

But in reality, the situation was more peaceful and eerie than expected.

These once arrogant and domineering street thugs seemed oblivious to the neighbors they used to bully, and ignored the noise they heard. Instead, they walked past the man who stood frozen in place with a numb expression.

It was only in that fleeting moment that the latter noticed the villain's constantly moving lips and the words he was muttering, which seemed to be:

【monster,】

【Work.】

So back and forth.

The bizarre deeds of the former villains quickly spread throughout the country on the winds of change.

People who had been huddled inside the house finally mustered their courage and, in twos and threes, embraced each other as they left their homes.

really,

Those thugs seemed to have lost their souls; not only did they no longer shout and cause trouble as usual, but they even made way for the elderly!

Such a scene left everyone somewhat incredulous at their eyes.

Are these the same vicious thugs who wreak havoc on the village every day?

Could it be that they chose to repent and reform themselves under the control and education of that person?

"Why is there an uncle wearing a strange mask standing on the roof?"

However, a child's soliloquy shattered this assumption.

Following the little guy's gaze, sure enough, there was a straight figure standing on the rooftop that had been reduced to ruins.

He was wearing a black hooded cloak, and his face was covered by a white mask.

Because of the visual impact created by those thugs, they didn't notice the silent figure at first.

"There's one over there too."

"And over there!"

Following this reminder, several more people erupted in similar low exclamations.

It seems that in every area where a gang of thugs operates, there exists such a strangely dressed, even somewhat eerie, individual.

They were like motionless statues, out of place in this world and on this land, their only purpose being to supervise whether these villains were seriously carrying out their mission.

However, their tall and straight figures seemed to be firmly rooted to this place.

Like the branches and roots of a magnificent tree,

Although it is unassuming in appearance and rough and wrinkled, it gives people the most genuine sense of weight and peace of mind.

"Thunder and lightning?"

"That symbol, that attire, it seems to belong to those righteous thieves who once stayed in Bamboo Village."

"It's called the Lightning Brigade!"

Suddenly, the experienced traveling merchant involuntarily exclaimed, a hint of reminiscence appearing in his weathered eyes.

He remembered it so clearly because he had been robbed by bandits when he was traveling through that area as a merchant. It was the appearance of that group of righteous bandits wearing lightning cloaks that helped him get out of trouble, so that he and his goods did not suffer any loss.

Most importantly, the men did not ask for any reward afterward. They simply gave the fleeing bandits a few harsh warnings before disappearing into the mountains.

That incident happened five or six years ago.

Even though his black hair is now turning silvery, and even though his body is not as strong as it used to be, he still remembers that day.

Merchants make huge profits,

That time, he gained a benefit he could never easily forget.

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's story, several voices of sudden realization and agreement rang out from those around him.

"Ah, I remember now!"

“Those people were indeed dressed as members of the Thunder Light Group. The Bamboo Village prospered thanks to them.”

"However, the people in that village are very xenophobic. They always use the excuse of the village being small and overpopulated to exclude outsiders from staying for long."

"I suppose it's because they're afraid of having their gains from those 'righteous thieves' reduced!"

“We are all residents of the Land of Hot Water, fellow countrymen living on this land, yet those greedy fellows draw boundaries based on villages, which is really annoying.”

When that village was mentioned, some people's voices and comments were not so friendly, which clearly indicated that there had been some unknown, or even unspeakable, stories between the two sides.

"However, I heard,"

"After the Thunder Light Group suddenly left, the village was burned to the ground by some bandits and thieves who had grudges against them."

"No one in the entire village was able to escape that raging fire."

In the end, the man's voice changed from indignation to involuntary sighs.

After all, when a person dies, their debts are settled.

No matter how much hatred or resentment there is, it will all fade away with time because of the other person's passing.

"So, we..."

A series of hesitant whispers began to rise.

Although the speaker did not finish speaking, everyone understood what the other person meant.

Bamboo Village is like a microcosm of Hot Spring Country.

Those people have now suppressed these villains of the past and are even providing labor for the country's restoration.

But what about the future?

Will they also suddenly choose to leave after a few years?

One can only imagine what a terrible baptism this country will suffer again.

Thinking about this, most people's expressions became complicated, or even darkened.

It's no wonder they would have such thoughts.

After all, this country has not enjoyed any peace for a long time.

"Will not,"

"None of that will happen."

However, at that moment, a hoarse and deep voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

You can tell from the voice that the other person is an elderly person.

"Mr. Inaba".

"Inaba-senpai".

"........"

As the elderly man with a cane slowly walked towards them, almost all the residents of the Land of Hot Water present greeted him with great respect, and two young men immediately stepped forward to help the old man walk over.

He is a highly respected elder in this area.