Shinobi also care about their reputation. No one would be foolish enough to follow such a pathetic leader, would they?
It's so embarrassing~
Miki just strolled leisurely through the Village, passing by one place after another, occasionally stopping to buy some snacks and eat them.
This relaxed and carefree demeanor...
In a trance, the onlookers vaguely seemed to see it as normal, like someone walking a dead dog through the streets.
The snack vendors, however, had a hard time speaking. Facing such a formidable figure up close, their hands trembled violently as they made change.
Fortunately, the formidable figure didn't seem to have any complaints, which greatly relieved the vendors.
However, looking at the unconscious face on the ground, like a dead dog, the vendor silently made a mental note, adding him to the blacklist of people to refuse service.
Such a formidable figure cannot be provoked; small businesses are not easy.
Miki strolled along the street, dragging Danzo with her the whole way.
Everyone on the road fell silent, their eyelids twitching. Men were speechless, women were scared.
At a turn, with a thud, Danzo's head hit a roadside utility pole.
Miki stopped and turned back, looking at Danzo, who was unconscious like a dead pig.
No blood...
A little disappointed, she turned back and looked at a helpless Shinobi passing by on the roadside.
Instinctively, the Shinobi jolted, stood up straight, and looked directly ahead, never glancing sideways.
"Does it sound good?" Miki asked.
The Shinobi immediately nodded.
"If it sounds good, then it's a good head," Miki said, then lifted her foot and left.
Seeing Miki walk away, the Shinobi let out a sigh of relief as if exhausted, his back soaked with cold sweat.
"Good thing it's not my head," he muttered, then ran off as fast as he could.
With a thud, Danzo slid into a roadside ditch. Miki kindly pulled him back out.
With a thud, Danzo's crotch got stuck on a roadside electrical box. Miki still kindly pulled him back out.
With a thud, Danzo crashed into a trash can, getting covered in garbage. Miki kindly dragged him along, opened a roadside fire hydrant, and kindly helped Danzo clean up.
She connected a hose and washed him with water.
He's really sleeping soundly.
Miki thought, looking at Danzo.
On the street, everyone witnessing Miki's busy work, large drops of cold sweat dripped onto the ground.
He's not dead, is he?
Someone, stop her!
Jiraiya, returning to the Village at this moment, saw this cruel and violent scene and let out a righteous roar.
"Stop!!!"
Everyone's eyes lit up simultaneously. A hero had appeared!
"I am Mount Myōboku's..."
Miki turned back and quietly looked at Jiraiya.
Jiraiya's mouth hung open as he looked at Miki.
"Pay up," Miki said blandly.
"I'm sorry! I'm broke! Let me go!" With that, Jiraiya turned and disappeared into the crowd.
Everyone looked at that person's pathetic figure, feeling both disdainful and worried.
Today, at this moment, Konoha's Darkness was born.
Everyone dared not speak!
But they were afraid!
And Konoha would forever remember this sad and terrifying scene!
This unforgettable day!
Ultimately, no matter what kind of play it is, it must come to an end.
The last stop of the stroll was Konoha Hospital.
Miki kindly brought Danzo for medical treatment, because if he were to get any illness or pain in the future, it would be a big problem.
Doctors and Nurses stood together in unison, looking at the familiar Miki.
She hadn't changed at all. After being away for a few days, it felt like a long time had passed, and at this moment, everyone remembered Miki's terror.
"Where's the Director?" Miki asked.
"The Director said she's not here!" The doctor didn't dare to offend Miki.
It seems Biwako also dislikes Danzo. Everyone dislikes a man who's always being chummy with their husband.
Miki nodded, understanding.
"I saw him fall, and I kindly brought him over."
This...
The doctor opened his mouth.
If you say so, then it is so.
He nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, yes! I know!"
"He's in your hands," Miki said coldly. "Deal with it."
So, what should we do?
The doctor looked at Miki, troubled.
"Don't let him die."
With that, Miki dropped Danzo's pant leg, which she had been dragging the whole way, so his underwear had fallen to his knees.
The doctor looked at Danzo's bright red buttock area.
A bright red trail of blood extended in a straight line from beneath Danzo, stretching far down the road.
It had blossomed...
This, it must be completely abraded by now.
Who knows how many small stones are embedded in his flesh.
And Miki had already turned and walked away.
The doctors and Nurses hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back.
This was the first time they had seen someone so casually leave a crime scene.
Indeed, when it comes to ruthlessness, one must look to the Mushi-Hime.
It truly is you!
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