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Chapter 46: People who go to nightclubs when they have no money must have ill intentions.

The two men kept watch all night. They witnessed the scene unfold as several ronin went to a nightclub called Dream Night and picked up a girl named Yuko Murata.

It wasn't until past midnight that Tatsuma and Minato finished their surveillance. Looking at Yusuke and the others as they emerged, leaning against the wall, Tatsuma looked at Minato and said, "I'll go keep an eye on them and look for Nakagaki's whereabouts."

Follow that girl named Yuko Murata and make sure she doesn't let her brother's situation affect our actions against Chung Sheng and his forces.

If necessary, restrict her movements. I'll come find you once I have news.

Minato nodded expressionlessly. He no longer knew how to view this mission and its targets.

In just a few hours, he witnessed several ronin, backed by rogue ninja, kill a teenager. Instead of fleeing, these ronin came here to bully the teenager's sister.

If Minato hadn't been stopped by Tatsuma and hadn't promised Tatsuma not to act impulsively, he would have had countless urges to forget his ninja identity and become a vengeful ghost tonight.

By this time, he was almost numbly calm, but he still understood Tatsuma's words. Tatsuma's words weren't pleasant, but Minato knew that Tatsuma's general meaning was...

Let him protect this girl named Yuko Murata.

Tatsuma left first, followed by the few ronin who needed to hold onto the wall to walk. Minato was still waiting, waiting for Murata Yuko to appear.

After a while, Yuko Murata, who was walking with a limp, returned home and saw her younger brother's cold body, as well as the suicide note he had left before leaving the day before.

"Thump~"

Yuko Murata slammed against the newly opened door, the sound particularly jarring in the darkness. Several nearby residents even turned on their lights moments later.

But for some reason, no one chose to step out of their room at midnight, and even the few that had their lights on quickly turned them off.

In the stillness of the night, everything seemed cold.

After sitting slumped on the ground for a while, Yuko Murata struggled to crawl to Raku Murata's side. Touching her younger brother's already cold skin and the dried scabs that would fall off in patches with the slightest touch, Yuko Murata could no longer hold back her tears.

Looking at the suicide note that had been taken out, spread out, and carelessly thrown on the ground, with even footprints on it, Yuko Murata's sobs gradually subsided, but her tears flowed even more uncontrollably.

Yuko, who was holding Murata Raku, noticed something in her younger brother's clothes. With trembling hands, she reached into his clothes and pulled out a short knife wrapped in rags without any fittings.

No, it shouldn't be called a short sword, it's just a narrow piece of iron that's been sharpened a bit. Touching the short sword that hadn't hurt anyone but was already stained with blood, Yuko looked at her younger brother's eyes that refused to close and gritted her teeth.

Before sunrise, Yuko Murata, having cried until her tears ran dry, picked up the short sword that Raku Murata was carrying in his arms, then carried him on her back and staggered towards the edge of the village.

Upon seeing the bloodstains that had begun to turn black on the white frost of the grass at the scene of the incident, Yuko Murata seemed to understand something and dug a small pit next to it with her bare hands.

In the early spring cemetery, the withered grass was covered with frost and ice crystals. Yuko Murata's hands were cut as she repeatedly scooped up soil, her fresh blood mingling with the blackened, dried blood on the grave.

After carrying Raku Murata into the pit, Yuko Murata, exhausted, leaned against the tombstone and murmured, "Dad, Mom, Raku has gone to find you too. I... I'm all alone now."

Not far away, Minato also closed his eyes, unable to bear to look.

After resting for a while, Yuko Murata knelt down beside the pit again and used her hands to scoop up handfuls of mud, stained with blood and frost, and cover her younger brother with it.

After finishing everything, Yuko Shimura continued to stagger back to the village. When she got home, she was no longer staggering; she couldn't stand up at all. She managed to walk into her room before collapsing to the ground.

Despite his hidden presence, Minato couldn't resist any longer and went into the house. He carried Yuko Murata to the bed, covered her with a thin blanket, and then disappeared without a trace.

For the next three days, Yuko Murata did not go to work at that nightclub. When someone asked her about it, she said she was feeling unwell and asked for leave.

Indeed, she needed to rest. Although the wound on her hand had scabbed over, it still had dense reddish-brown stripes. With the slightest movement, the newly healed wound would burst and bleed again.

In the past few days, Tatsuma has not been idle. By following Yusuke and others, he finally found out about Zhong Sheng and also learned that Zhong Sheng collects "protection fees" every ten days at Yuko Murata's Dream Night.

The 10th is tomorrow. Tatsuma and Minato will meet up and plan to take this opportunity to launch a capture operation against Chung-Sheng.

But clearly, they weren't the only ones who knew this news. Yuko Murata also knew, and on the 10th, despite her still-healing hand injury, she began to wash and groom herself in the afternoon.

Seeing this, the two understood what Murata Yuko was planning to do. Minato frowned and said, "Should we stop her? If she goes over there, she might ruin our operation."

Chenma pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No need. If we leave her alone, it might indeed affect our operations, but with a little guidance, she can also become an asset to us."

"But our operation tonight will be very dangerous, and she's a girl all by herself."

Before Minato could finish speaking, Tatsuma interrupted, "She will want to be personally involved in the revenge. If we stop her, it will leave her with an unresolved regret forever."

That evening, she changed into glamorous clothes, put on makeup, and went to the nightclub, but this time she carried a knife.

At the same time, a white-haired, naturally curly-haired young man and a blond, unremarkable young man, dressed in yukatas, also swaggered into the nightclub.

Unbeknownst to the two, Jiraiya was drinking and watching them from the hot spring inn across the street from the nightclub.

"Go for it, Tatsuma and Minato. But seriously, daring to go into a nightclub without any money, have you never been beaten up before?"

As he spoke, Jiraiya touched his rib area, an injury from his early years that still seemed to cause him some phantom pain. Jiraiya suddenly had a wicked wish that Minato and Tatsuma would experience it once more.

(End of this chapter)