Naruto: With maxed-out affection, I am invincible in the ninja world.

"What do you mean by 'meddling'? You almost beat someone to death, you were blatantly robbing a woman, and we were just trying to stop the injustice, is that meddling?"

"Are you out of your mind?"

Kazuo Yamano had never heard anyone dare to insult him like this before, and he laughed in anger.

He sneered, "So what if I kill you? So what if I rob you?"

“What’s the difference between these lowly people and the straw in the field? A new batch will grow next year.”

"What, does the legendary ninja look down on these lowly commoners so much?"

"Haha, you ninjas are much more efficient and faster at reaping the lives of lowly people than people like me."

"One person, one night, and an entire village is gone. Ninja-sama, tell me, aren't these people despicable?"

Chapter 061 The Scheme Behind the Scenes

Asma, upon hearing this barrage of sarcastic remarks, was momentarily speechless.

He killed several of the "lowlifes" that Yamano Kazuo called "the commoners" last night.

Both were about killing, but the other hadn't even killed anyone yet. It was like the pot calling the kettle black; even Asuma himself found it laughable.

At that moment, another voice came out.

"Have you said enough? The ninja you're talking about can kill an entire village in one night, so killing a group of ordinary people is no different from killing cattle and sheep."

Haneda threatened.

With his strength, it's already a sign of good temper that he didn't directly kill anyone.

If he hadn't wanted to see what would happen in the days to come, Haneda would have already taken action.

Upon hearing the threat—from a mere child ninja—Yamano Kazuo was about to retaliate with a threat of his own.

But seeing the sinister aura emanating from Haneda's eyes, he shut his mouth from the bottom of his heart.

"Let's go, I'm done playing, it's no fun." Kazuo Yamano put his hands in his pockets, pretending to be casual, and prepared to leave.

But Haneda spoke up again:

"Who let you leave? You haven't paid for the things you broke, the medical expenses for the person you assaulted, or the compensation for emotional distress."

After he finished speaking, the samurai next to Yamano Kazuo couldn't stand it any longer and suggested:

"Young master, should I kill this arrogant brat?"

Upon hearing this, Kazuo Yamano glanced at the burly samurai, then at the boy who exuded a murderous aura despite his nonchalant demeanor, and decisively backed down.

"Forget it, it's just a little money, it's nothing, I'll give it to you, who cares?"

After saying that, Kazuo Yamano threw down a stack of money, didn't even look at the amount, and left.

The butler glanced back at Yutian and the others, then quietly approached the young master and whispered a few words in his ear before leaving.

Once the samurai's figure had completely disappeared into the street, the old man, known as Second Master, pulled his granddaughter along to thank Haneda and the others.

"You're welcome. I just can't stand this kind of behavior."

After speaking, Haneda turned towards Asuma and Hongdao.

"I'll go and gather some information first. If you're free, you can go back or take a stroll around."

“Okay. Hong and I will help the old man tidy up his stall first, and then we’ll go find Teacher Shuo Mao to practice.”

Asuma knew that following Haneda would only be a burden to him, so he didn't insist on going with him.

…………

Inside the city, in a secret room of Kazuo Yamano's mansion.

The butler led Kazuo Yamano here, whispered a few words in Sakata's ear, and then closed the door and left.

Once the door was completely sealed and the room had darkened, Sakata coldly said to his son:

"Didn't I tell you not to go out and cause trouble these days? And you still got caught by them!"

"Father, I'm doing something for the family, helping to collect rent!"

"The process was a bit rough, and it just so happened that those three Konoha ninjas saw it."

Kazuo Yamano defended himself.

But Sakata knew his son well, and even without the butler's reminder, he could guess most of the cause and effect.

After staring into his son's eyes for a long time, Sakata suddenly said:

"Well, this is fine too. At least we've found out the attitude of those ninjas."

"They're already planning to take action against me, and they'll most likely hire ninjas from Kirigakure."

"This struggle has already involved the positions of two other major powers, and the good and evil of people are no longer important."

"but……"

As Sakata finished speaking, he slowly walked up to Kazuo.

He glanced coldly at his only son and said:

"I don't care what kind of person you were before, but from now on you absolutely cannot leave the house!"

"If you want your father, me, and yourself to die!"

"Did you understand?!"

"Yes, Father! I will never step out of the house again, and I will never provoke those Konoha ninjas again!!"

It was rare to see his father so serious, so Kazuo Yamano immediately made a promise.

"After you leave, have the butler come to see me."

Sakata put his hands behind his back.

As the footsteps faded away, the sunlight shone in again, only to be blocked once more by the heavy door.

"My lord," the steward bowed respectfully.

"Find an opportunity to leak information about those Konoha ninjas to the people of Kirigakure, and incite them to fight to the death."

"My lord, are you going to kill them all?"

"What do you say?"

"Heh... Ninjas are just tools. If they can't be used by me, then I'll destroy them."

…………

Leaving Toyohama Castle, there are endless fields and high mountains that block out the sea.

Haneda transformed into a black-haired young man wearing a straw hat, walking along a country path.

He planned to gather intelligence about the bandits.

We soon passed through a village.

According to the intelligence scroll, we are very close to that bandit gang.

The village has few houses, roughly forty or fifty, and only a few dozen households.

One household had a white cloth hanging in front of their door, as if someone had died, but there was no one around to offer condolences, which seemed very strange.

Haneda climbed through the window and stepped inside, kicking up a cloud of dust as soon as his feet touched the floor.

The things here are very old and worn out; the tables and chairs show signs of being broken, and it looks like no one has lived here for a long time.

But the white cloth at the door looks exactly the same as when it was first hung up, which is strange.

Haneda's curiosity grew even stronger.

He remembered seeing an old woman sitting across the street when he first entered the village, and thought he would go and ask her about it.

As quickly as it came, it went as quickly as it came.

Haneda, who had climbed out of the window, walked nonchalantly to the door across the street.

At that moment, an old woman was weaving. Seeing someone approaching, she stopped her needlework and asked warmly:

"Do you need to ask for directions, young man?"

Haneda shook his head and pointed to the white cloth across the door, saying:

"I am a traveler from the Land of Fire and a writer who is dedicated to documenting the customs and culture of various countries."

"Grandma, I'd like to ask, is there any legend or custom associated with hanging a white cloth in front of the door of a house where someone has been dead for a long time?"

As they spoke, Yu Tian took out a small booklet and a pen from his waist bag and looked at the old lady very seriously.

The old lady's eyes dimmed when she heard the question.

She didn't want to answer at first, but noticing Haneda's sincere and earnest gaze, she couldn't bear to refuse.

Besides, this young man is from the Land of Fire, so it's not a big deal.

“That was hung up by my son Xiaofeng, it’s not a custom of the Land of Waves.”

"Oh? Is it because your son has a good relationship with that group of people?" Haneda asked, holding up his pen and pretending to take notes.