I'm doing Jujutsu Kaisen in the ninja world.

"That's it. A few years ago, two groups of ninjas appeared out of nowhere and wreaked havoc in the village."

"A fireball the size of a house just crashed down... My poor, unfortunate child didn't even get out of there before... Sigh!"

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, if I could have run faster, Shota wouldn't have... Waaah..." The woman had started secretly wiping away tears without anyone noticing.

The old man said, "This has nothing to do with you, after all, you were pregnant at the time. It's just that the world is bad, it's just that...my child is unlucky."

After saying this, the old man looked dejected, put down his chopsticks, and went back into the house.

After all, whoever is unlucky enough to be struck by such a man-made disaster!

Moreover, they have nowhere to seek justice or reason.

It's estimated that even the two groups of ninjas who fought to the death here didn't take these peasant villagers seriously afterward.

All things considered, it has only been a few years since the last Shinobi World War ended. Back then, human life was truly as cheap as grass!

Now things are not bad; at least we are still alive and have food and drink.

[Chapter 12. This Damn World]

The last meal was rather unappetizing and ended hastily.

Shinji isn't some saintly hypocrite. He doesn't have the foolish idea that he has to avenge someone just because he's eaten their food. At most, he'll leave some extra money for food and travel when he leaves.

Hidan didn't think anything of what the old man said!

So what if a son dies? It's no big deal!

In this world, when does someone not die?

After dinner, Shinji and Hidan went back to their room to rest. The old man's daughter-in-law, however, took her child and went back to her parents' home, probably to avoid gossip.

Before I knew it, the night had deepened.

Shinji suddenly opened his eyes, preparing to sneak out quietly.

To his surprise, there was a person sitting outside the door, seemingly waiting for him.

"It's late, young man, where are you headed?"

"Hmm? You were waiting for me?"

Shinji was somewhat puzzled, but the old man's face remained perfectly calm under the moonlight.

"You and your companion must both be ninjas, right?" The old man didn't answer Shinji's question, but instead asked himself with certainty.

“Our village is extremely remote; even caravans rarely pass through it, so we rarely see unfamiliar faces. I hid and started observing you shortly after you entered the village.”

Shinji raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing this. "Why?"

The old man sighed, "I'm scared."

Shinji seemed to understand something.

Then the old man continued, "I wasn't sure if your arrival would harm this village, so even though I knew you might be dangerous, I had no choice but to come and ask you, and then pretend I didn't know anything and bring you back."

Are you afraid that a tragedy like that one will happen again?

"Sigh, we've finally had a few years of peace and quiet. As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, twice shy. How can we not be afraid?"

"So you're just standing here, trying to stop me?" Shinji asked, somewhat curious.

"What can an old man like me stop?" The old man shook his head. "It's just a gamble."

"If I win the bet, I go back to sleep. If I lose, I just sleep and never wake up again. At my age, I've long since let it go."

Shinji nodded. "No wonder you made an excuse to send your family away after dinner. Were you afraid of implicating them?"

The old man remained silent. In fact, he originally wanted to keep the two outsiders in line and then take his daughter-in-law and grandson to hide outside for a couple of days.

However, the outside world is not safe either, as wild animals and bandits often roam there.

Their group is made up of old people and young children, and the only able-bodied person is a woman. They wouldn't survive if they encountered any wolves or tigers.

After spending half a day with him and through several deliberate attempts to probe, he discovered that the situation might not be as bad as he thought.

Although the other guy clearly wasn't a good person, the person in front of him had been restrained and had stopped his companion from acting out several times. This proved that the person in front of him was someone who could communicate normally and that there was a certain probability that he wasn't a person who would kill indiscriminately.

That's why he chose to stay behind and find out what the other party's intentions were.

He's old but still strong; he's a wise man!

And they're incredibly brave!

This is Shinji's assessment of him.

The most frustrating thing about this world is that ordinary people can't control their own destiny; it all depends on whether the 'uninvited guest' brings good or bad intentions.

"Don't worry, I have no interest in this place. We'll leave after dawn."

"Then I'm relieved, old man. Oh dear, it's so late, time to sleep, time to sleep."

Only after receiving a reassuring answer did the old man finally breathe a sigh of relief.

As for why the other person would suddenly run out so late, or what they were going to do, he didn't ask at all, and didn't want to know.

How could he not understand the principle that the more you know, the faster you die?

He only needed to confirm that the other party had no malicious intent, and that was enough for him to be satisfied.

But at that moment, Shinji suddenly asked, "Was the story you told last night true?"

"Every word is true."

"Do you hate those ninjas? Or have you ever thought about taking revenge on them?"

"At my age, does it even matter whether I hate someone or not? Can an old man like me take an orphan and a widow to fight someone?"

The old man gave a wry smile and continued, "I've never thought about revenge, nor do I dare to. Now I just want to spend my old age peacefully and help take care of the children as they grow up."

"understood."

Shinji nodded slightly, then left in a certain direction.

As the old man watched Shinji's retreating figure, a fleeting look of pain crossed his eyes.

Clearly, the pain of losing a child is not as trivial as he just said.

But what can you do even if you're in pain and unwilling to accept it?

The old man did indeed find out the identities of those ninjas through various inquiries afterward, but then what?

The two groups of ninjas that brought annihilation to the village were, in a sense, spies from the Hidden Mist Village in the Land of Water, and ninjas from the Hidden Leaf Village who had come to pursue the enemy.

The giant fireball that killed his son was released by a Konoha ninja who was fighting to kill enemies and protect his comrades!

He was mistakenly killed by the guardian ninja of his own country. As a citizen of the Land of Fire, what could an old man like him do?

As for the compensation afterwards, it was nothing more than helping them rebuild the village and providing some monetary and food compensation.

And those who died... died.

This is war!

So they never even dared to think about things like revenge.

There was only fear towards ninjas, nothing else.

Even if we take a step back and assume the worst, who should we seek revenge from?

Are they the Hidden Mist Ninjas who just happened to wander here?

Or is it that Konoha ninja who accidentally killed his son by releasing a fireball?

From the former's perspective, given that it was during wartime and the two sides were enemies, they naturally wouldn't care about the lives of villagers in the enemy country.

From the latter's perspective, when facing an enemy, one should naturally go all out and fight with all one's might. If one holds back for fear of affecting others, it may result in the death of one's comrades or even oneself!

From this perspective, it seems that no one is wrong.

So who is really in the wrong?

It's probably... this damn world!

"The moon is so round tonight."

"Get out of my way! You're blocking my way."

The old man looked up and exclaimed in admiration, as if touched, when he immediately heard the sound of a door opening behind him, followed by an unceremoniously dismissive remark.

The old man was so frightened that he shuddered instantly. He quickly turned around and saw Hidan's dead face, which looked like he had just finished a feast.

"You...why are you out here too?" the old man quickly asked with a smile.

Because he suddenly realized a serious problem, which was that the "tiger" in the story of "the fox borrowing the tiger's power"... had just gone out and happened to be away!

Without the tiger's obstruction, how could this old fox, who posed no threat whatsoever, face a wild wolf that had long wanted to kill him?

Oh my god!

I'd better quickly soften my stance and say a few nice words. This guy doesn't seem very bright, so maybe I can fool him.

However, to the old man's surprise, the other party seemed completely uninterested in him.

"You two have been standing at the door babbling for so long, do you think I'm deaf? Get out of the way, which way did he go?" Hidan said impatiently.

The old man decisively betrayed Shinji, pointing in a direction, "Over there!"

"If you dare say I'm not smart again, I'll kill your whole family, you hear me?"

After glaring fiercely, Hidan hurriedly gave chase, his figure quickly disappearing into the night.

The old man who had been warned wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then, as if he had suddenly thought of something, he gritted his teeth, turned around, and walked outside.

[Chapter 13 Hair and Fragrance]

Following the clues from the treasure map, Shinji quickly arrived at a dry well in the village.

Because the well suddenly stopped producing water one year, it has long been abandoned, and even the wellhead has been blocked with large stones, probably to prevent someone from accidentally falling in.

Following the guidance of the treasure map, Shinji knew that what he was looking for was below.

Without hesitation, he moved the large rock blocking the way aside, lit a torch, and leaped into the hole.