13 – Episode 13. Maple Leaf Village (4)
As you know, reptiles are mostly water-based.
That means they are weak against fire.
Instead of going to each house and killing them one by one, it’s better to use the relationship between elements and start by killing a few using the advantage of elemental properties.
Ninja defectors always fight strategically.
In a stealthy state, they circled the village and found a warehouse filled with oil.
I don’t know what kind of oil it is, but it’s probably not sesame oil.
They immediately lifted the oil barrel and carefully poured it around the houses near the fence, except for the entrance.
“-Pour oil in the village.”
In the corner of the village, all I could see were fire-making tools made of flint.
Yokai like them cannot understand the civilization that humans have built with their intellect.
They merely exploit the knowledge of the yakuzas and samurais.
Clang! Sizzle-!
Seeing that it caught fire so quickly, this might be quite a good stone.
After confirming that it was ablaze, I immediately ran towards the relatively safe center of the village.
Now it’s time to hide and watch.
“What’s going on? Why is it so bright?”
“Some bastard… uh, uh? Fire! It’s a fire!”
One by one, they came rushing out, pouring water on the flames.
The fire fueled by oil will not go out like that. It will only burn more.
Crackle! Crackle! Crackle!
“Ah!”
“Ow!”
A few who got too close had their clothes catch fire.
The sight of those guys frantically running to put out the fire on their clothes is changing.
Their clothes tear apart, scales start growing densely on their bodies, and like a big, hard piece of sh*t coming out, a tail pops out of their buttocks.
A sight that I don’t want to see even if I get paid for it.
“Grrr-!”
“Ssssssss-!”
Reptilian monsters finally revealing their true colors.
Now, they looked desperate as they ran on all fours.
Their appearance resembled the reptilian monster, Reptilian, that once ruled the underground world of Earth.
Did they cross over to this world to escape the ninjas? Whatever the case, there is no world for monsters.
Before the fire spreads further, I need to eliminate that woman, whether she’s Diana or Dino.
Since there’s no way to recognize those completely transformed monsters, I’ll leave them alone and focus on the monsters who still maintain their human form.
“Sister… where are you…?”
I found her.
A girl who looked like a 2/3-sized Lamina figure was standing, hugging a small rabbit doll.
Luckily, she was alone, separated from the people in the village while searching for her sister.
“I came here because your monster sister sent me.”
“Eek!”
I quickly covered Diana’s mouth with my hand, startling her.
“I’ll send you to your sister soon, so relax and conserve your energy.”
Even though the fence was on fire, I could safely deliver her without a single burn if I exerted all my strength.
First, I took away the rabbit doll that was causing a disturbance and threw it into the flames.
“Oops! That was the doll of my deceased parents…”
“Quiet!”
I immediately fed her a sleeping pill.
By the way, I’m a VIP customer at the No Kids Zone Cafe, so I hate it when brats whine the most.
“Yah!”
Finally, Diana calmed down and was thrown with all my strength towards the outside.
Since she’s a monster, even if she crashes hard into the ground, she won’t be seriously injured.
If not, there’s nothing I can do.
I did my best, so I’m satisfied.
Now the rescue operation is complete.
“Oh my~!!”
“Ahhhhh!”
As I moved to another spot and looked around, I saw a considerable number of monsters burning.
The situation was at its peak of chaos.
Since the fire was spreading, it was now difficult to see the entire village.
It’s time to start moving slowly.
“You idiots! It’s oil. Oil! What will happen if we pour water on it!”
“Damn it, I just woke up from sleep. How can you think of such a thing! Why don’t you shut up!”
“Well, let’s move for now.”
The monsters that were still in human form moved towards the entrance of the village, where they deliberately didn’t pour oil, in order to fight and survive.
That’s where I am, hiding in the shadows.
Swish, swish, swish, swish!
“Ugh…”
“Oof…”
Shrieking in agony, the monsters’ throats were being slit.
Seeing how easily the knife went in, it seemed that in their normal state without transformation, their physical durability was just like that of an ordinary human.
It would be more advantageous to start moving and kill them quickly rather than waiting.
I rushed out and started killing those who had separated from the crowd.
“Sob….”
Now, murder has become a sport for me.
“Get a grip! This is not an ordinary fire! It’s a planned attack!”
Finally, the monsters began to gather.
Now that they realized it, it seems that what Lamina said about their degeneration was true.
The dinosaur monsters that had transformed first were protecting those who were still transforming and looking for me.
There are about… roughly 30 left?
Some seem to have escaped through the entrance, but there’s no need to worry since they’re on fire and the adventurer party is blocking the way.
If I can’t even kill one or two bastards like these, I should be a home security guard, not an adventurer.
“Nin nin.”
I revealed myself in front of the gathered monsters.
“W-who are you!”
“You idiot! It’s obviously that guy’s doing! Kill him!”
– Kiyahoeu!
As the transformation was complete, the bald reptiles crawled forward on all fours while screaming.
Now is the time to showcase my new technology.
There is a realization that came to me during the ‘Instructor Massacre’.
I am the only one in the world who can be trusted.
During that battle, the candidates were of no help.
They are all delusional, thinking they contributed to the victory like Orpheus. In reality, it is my victory alone.
So, in most situations, the minority is the majority, and I have to consider myself alone.
The problem is, no matter how well I kill, it’s difficult to capture them if more than ten of them scatter and escape.
If it’s a mission to fight the enemies and rescue the people, it becomes even more difficult.
No matter how well I exterminate them, I can’t fight while rescuing hostages with just my hands and feet.
If the enemies completely exclude me and destroy what I have to protect, I can’t stop them.
If there is someone who can perfectly attack and defend alone, they should be called a Buddha, not an escaped ninja.
Anyway, this is my solution.
“Now, everything becomes a ninja.”
I just need to draw their attention by not being ‘singular’.
The reason why I excel at shadowing is not simply because I can change my appearance like a chameleon.
It’s because I can create an ‘unwavering naturalness’ by leaving a vague afterimage in the place I passed.
This time, it’s a technique that applies that.
I circled around them at a transcendental speed.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz!
“They’re up to something strange!”
The yokai quickly stood up on both legs to regain their balance.
I gave mana to the lingering shadows to give them three-dimensionality.
The shinobis appear around the yokai with even clearer image quality.
“Oh? It’s stretched?”
“Oh no!”
The startled yokai froze in place.
This is my amazing technique. The tails that had a low amount of mana themselves couldn’t even imagine such a skill.
“-VR Ninja is f*cking amazing.”
Suddenly, it looks like a damn fight.
“-Ninja Surrounding.”
That’s how I decided.
The scene of the bastards surrounded by ten clones (shadows) is truly artistic.
The problem is that I have to keep moving my legs while teasing them in the form of a lingering shadow in order to maintain the clones.
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It’s so damn difficult, seriously.
“Wazaboi-!!!”
To not show any signs of weakness, I gathered my energy and ran along with the Ninja Surrounding.
To them, it would look like dozens of humans charging at them.
Of course, I’m the only one who can actually physically attack.
With a mid-air somersault, I quickly closed the distance and plunged through their ranks.
They still can’t distinguish what’s real and are confused.
Chachachachachachak!
There is a creature that can still move even after cutting off its burning arm, indicating its exceptional regenerative ability, a piece of information I already knew.
However, these creatures are not strong enough to keep moving even if their necks are severed.
In that case, I just have to decapitate all of them.
“What, what is this?”
“I got him! No way?”
“Where are you looking? That’s just an afterimage!”
Perhaps because they are monsters, their animalistic instincts are keen.
There were quite a few of them trying to anticipate my movements, their large vertical pupils flickering.
Swoosh!
But it’s impossible.
Just staring with their eyes is different from moving their bodies to block.
“-Slow.”
No matter how much these idiots clench their jaws and glare, resisting unjust violence, they bow their heads with a slap from the leader’s palm, just like that.
You can’t overcome physical destructiveness with a mere gaze.
Of course, all the leaders at school must disappear.
I am, after all, the leader of the Yakuza, the samurais, and the monster leaders.
A politically correct ninja.
“Keheheheh!”
I swiftly took the head of the last monster, whose attention was captivated by the most recent afterimage.
The perfect victory of an escape ninja who utilizes everything necessary for battle.
“Indeed.”
Suddenly, a man’s voice was heard, and I turned around to see him standing right behind me. It was the humanoid dinosaur with black scales, standing upright on two feet.
If Baby Dooly becomes excessively powerful, would it look like this?
“Neither a knight, an assassin, nor a magician. I’ve never seen anything like this before.”
A voice that seemed to emit ultrasonic waves, like a predator from above.
Judging by the completely different appearance from the lizards we fought so far, this little one is definitely on the level of a mountain army.
Where was it all this time?
Did I forget about this little one who never moved once?
The chaos caused by the flames and the unexpectedly high mana consumption from the Ninja Power Up made my concentration slightly lower.
Anyway, if I kill that guy, it will truly be the end.
“Now I can see your movements.”
The last dinosaur stretched and yawned, showing off.
It seemed like he had been observing my movements while watching his comrades die.
With a selfish and egoistic nature, he was like a monster without any camaraderie.
Boom!
What the hell?!
Suddenly, his size increased by 1.5 times, and a solid shell grew on top of his existing scales, like armor.
The dinosaur transformed into a giant armored figure over 2 meters tall and pointed at me with his right hand.
His nails, which had grown sharp like they needed a large nail clipper, were curved like hooks.
“My name is Delamion. 300 years ago, I was known as the ‘Butcher of Solitron’ in the kingdom. And you, warrior, what is your name?”
The formidable corrupt Yokai, Delamion.
This toothy dinosaur was able to survive for so long because there were no ninjas in this world.
Whatever the case may be, since he showed respect first, I must respond in kind.
Etiquette is important.
“Yakusa, the samurai, and the guardian of Yokai. I am the runaway ninja Shinobin.”
Delamion’s vertical pupils gleamed.
“I swear on my years that I will devour you while you’re still alive.”
Revealing his fangs, Delamion put on the hood he held in his left hand.
In that moment, memories from Earth came flooding back.