"Originally, I just wanted to make a living, but now it seems to be a big fuss......"

Kirito helplessly felt the reverent gazes around him, and everyone who passed by smiled and nodded at him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I can't leave now if I want to........."

"Mr. Kiritani, Mr. Kiritani......"

Kirito looked up at the call, and a middle-aged man stood at his desk with a teapot.

"Oh, it's Uncle Seto, please don't add the word "sir" to the end, I'm still ......"

"Where to say, there is no more worthy of the title of Mr. Shang than you, come, drink tea......"

"Thanks, sorry for the trouble......"

"It's my pleasure, if you don't mind, please play another song for us......"

"Jingle ......"

The bell hanging from the curtain rang softly, and several men with hats walked into the shop.

"I'm sorry, I missed ......"

"It's okay, Uncle Seto, you can get busy first."

Kirito breathed a sigh of relief after watching the middle-aged man leave, he was really a little bad at dealing with strangers, especially enthusiastic strangers.

Slowly sipping ginger tea, Kirito racked his brains to figure out how to avoid these enthusiastic people and get out of the town.

"What do guests want to come? Our store recommends! ……”

"Host's house, a pot of ginger tea, four cups will do......"

The leader took off the hat, and the hoarse voice made the teacup stop at Kirito's mouth, and the tea rippled in a circle.

Stiffly raising his head, Kirito's corner of his eye glanced over the side of his face, the striking scar that made fear crawl down his spine and into his brain, sending chills all over his body.

Man is not as good as heaven, and he took the trouble to take the rope tree to venture around the land of rain and the land of earth, and stayed here for two days just to get rid of these hyenas, but obviously this plan failed.

The other party estimated that there was some unknown method that could track down the two of them.

It is not advisable to stay here for long, and it seems that we will have to move as soon as possible at the risk of being discovered.

Drinking the tea in one gulp, Kirito put a few coins into the teacup. Scoop up the hat leaning against the table, pretend to be casual, and carry the hat on your head as you walk.

Walking up to Scarface's table, he pressed his hat down, trying to cover his face.

Fortunately, the men were talking in a low voice, not noticing that the goal of their trip was close at hand.

There was no danger of passing by Scarface's table, and when he walked to the door, Kirito breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, master......"

Kirito was so frightened by this shout that he slowed down his steps, and saw the teahouse owner come out of the counter and run quickly to the table.

"What do guests need?"

"Master, I'll ask you something......

"What do guests want to hear?"

"What's new in this town lately?"

"Well, there are a lot of refugees here, but there are a lot of fresh faces, I don't know which one do you want to inquire about?"

"Two children, almost eleven or twelve years old, so tall...... It's a small piece of heart."

Hearing this, Kirito put his mind at ease, lifted the curtain and walked into the rain.

The sound of the bell made the person at the table with Scarface look up at the door sharply, and after seeing the thin back, several disguised Iwa Shinobi looked at each other and shook their heads in disappointment.

Scarface returns his attention to the teahouse owner, listening to his answer.

Seto reminisced for a moment and spoke.

"I haven't seen it, the money is ......"

"You just take it first, you will have to worry about this matter in a few days......"

"Well, may I ask why you're looking for those kids?"

"Master, there are some things that I still know less......"

Scarface lifted the hem of his blouse, and a kunai shimmered in the dim candlelight.

The ominous luster stung Seto's eyes, and he, who had worked in the teahouse for many years, practiced the trick of observing words and colors to perfection, and quickly nodded and said.

"It's a small one, it's too talkative, begging the adults to spare the little one's life......"

"Hmph, even if you know each other, these rewards are not necessary, it should be yours or your ......"

Scarface snorted disdainfully, but didn't notice the chill that Seto had cleverly concealed in his eyes.

At that moment, a tidal wave of applause and cheers suddenly rang out, and Scarface pricked up his ears in surprise, telling that it was from the tavern next door.

"Master, what's going on?"

"You didn't know it when you first entered this town, but this is Mr. Shuma playing......

"Mr. Tree?"

"Yes, he's a wandering luthier who settled in our town with his older brother Mr. Kiritani in the early days......"

"Piano master? It's kind of interesting, it sounds like they're playing well. ”

"It's not bad, it's just a natural sound......"

"Oh? Then I'd like to see it......"

Scarface touched his chin with an interested look.

At this time, Kirito was passing through the crowd and came to the center of the tavern.

He patted the rope tree on the shoulder and whispered.

"It's time to go, ...... among the trees"

The rope tree, who was tuning the strings, looked up and asked in surprise.

"What's going on? Play another song, the song "At This Moment" you taught me last night hasn't been sung yet......"

"It's too late, Iwa Shinobi's people are here......"

"What?!"

"So we've got to get out of here, and we'll sing that song when the time comes......"

Kirito dragged him out of the crowd with great effort by pulling the rope tree, and the audience took the opportunity to talk to him.

"Mr. Kiritani, are you leaving so early?"

"It's a bit urgent, so I can only come back next time......"

"Need our help?"

"No need, thank you for ......"

When the two hit the street, they ran into the person they least wanted to bump into.

"Are you Mr. Kiritani, and we'd love to hear your singing voice......

With a sinister smile, Scarface looked at Kirito and Rope Tree carefully.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't have time today, we still have urgent matters."

Kirito said lightly, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the plainclothes Iwa Shinobi who were circling behind him and trying to surround him.

"Oh? What's so urgent that makes you so anxious? ”

Scarface's eyes narrowed, exuding an aura of terror.

At this time, a plainclothes Iwa Shinobu leaned into Scarface's ear and whispered.

"Captain, he has a lot of chakra reactions, you can be sure ......"

Before the plainclothes ninja could finish speaking, one of the Iwa shinobi in the crowd flew out, crashed into the iron wall and fainted.

The two youths fled from that direction, jumping on the roof.

"Chase! Chase me! ”

Scarface pointed in the direction Kirito had fled and shouted angrily.

"We can't let them run this time again!"

The rock shinobi closest to that direction wanted to jump on the roof to chase it, but as soon as he jumped up, he was smashed down by a "clang" of the kettle.

Because of the supply of tea in the teahouse, the kettle is extremely large, and the half-human-high kettle is made mainly of pig iron, which is full of weight. After filling it with water, even a strong man has to use his hands to lift it.

Such a strange hidden weapon smashed on the person, and the result can be imagined, and what is even more tragic is that the hot water that has just boiled in the pot poured that Iwa Shinobi in the face.

The Iwa Shinobi could only roll on the ground with a wail, his whole face was like a boiled shrimp, red and fat.

"Who did it!"

Scarface roared loudly, the scars on his face twisted into a terrifying shape.

The crowd gathered on the street became larger and larger, but no one answered his question, everyone looked at him quietly, and the cold light flashing in their eyes made the bodies of several Iwa Shinobi tremble slightly.