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193 Getting Killed Makes Me Stronger
🕑 Added 2025-12-11 06:14:00 +0000 UTCKairen's momentary killing intent was like the pressure of heavy water, pressing heavily on the Daimyō of the Land of Fire, making him almost unable to breathe.
"...Good, very good, Kairen-sama is the strongest ninja I have ever seen. It is my honor to receive your protection."
The Daimyō of the Land of Fire said with a trembling voice and a stiff smile. All the guards around him had been dealt with; now he absolutely didn't dare oppose Kairen.
Kairen walked closer, and the Daimyō of the Land of Fire kept backing away, until he had nowhere left to retreat.
Kairen lightly patted his cheek with his palm:
"You're quite good at behaving! Remember not to shout at me again in the future."
The people around saw the Daimyō of the Land of Fire being humiliated, and an odd feeling rose in their hearts. The most powerful monarch on this continent… actually didn't dare speak under a young man's hand.
The Daimyō of the Land of Fire did not speak, but that didn't mean no one else spoke. Earlier, Kairen hadn't responded to the Daimyō's wife, and she seemed to have grown bolder.
She cursed at Kairen beside him: "You gutter-dwelling reptile, how dare you insult your masters like this, utterly lawless! Just you wait!"
"We will definitely cut off your village's economic resources, make you hated by all and turn you into a rogue ninja, then raise your bounty to over a hundred million ryō, so that your friends will chase you madly, you mongrel."
Kairen's killing intent was like a viper striking. He waved his hand, and wooden stakes burst from underground like fierce serpents, instantly binding the Daimyō's wife.
"Ah… what are you doing?! I am the wife of the Daimyō of the Land of Fire, a noble of this country—what is a gutter butcher like you doing?!"
"Ahhhh—"
Kairen twisted hard, blood exploded, and the screams echoing through the entire Daimyō's palace slowly weakened, leaving only a burst of splattered flesh.
Kairen patted the Daimyō's face: "I helped you deal with that fat dead sow. You'd better find someone younger next time."
"Don't you agree?"
"Th-th-this..."
The Daimyō's eyes were filled with fear. The wife who had shared his bed for years had died just like that. What filled his heart was not resentment—only terror.
He quickly nodded: "Kairen-sama is right. I've endured that fat woman for a long time."
Kairen smiled, slowly turned around, and left one sentence for the Daimyō of the Land of Fire:
"Prepare a good room for me tonight."
"Yes, Kairen-sama. I will definitely find a room that satisfies you."
Kairen walked up to Miroku and extended his hand to her: "Beautiful priestess, will you come with me?"
Miroku turned her face away. Kairen smiled again, then gently grabbed Miroku's hand.
"Let's go. We'll spend the night here first. Tomorrow, I'll go with you to the Land of Demons and resolve your country's problem."
Hearing this, Miroku obediently handed her hand to Kairen, letting him lead her.
Koyuki saw this and slapped the back of the Kazahana Daimyō:
"Papa! Papa! Hurry and chase them, my husband is about to be stolen by that bad woman!"
Arrogant, domineering, disregarding authority, seeing monarchs as ants, utterly lawless, untamable… this was the Kazahana Daimyō's evaluation of Kairen.
The boy's courage was enormous—he cared about absolutely nothing.
Hearing Koyuki, the Kazahana Daimyō patted his daughter's back:
"Koyuki, this young man won't live long. He'll earn much hatred in the future. Do you still want to choose him as your husband?"
Koyuki answered innocently: "Of course! Kairen protected me, and he's so strong and so handsome. If I don't grab him now, another woman will trick him away."
…The sun slowly descended. The Daimyō of the Land of Fire ordered samurai to repair the battlefield's remnants. In just one afternoon, the giant crater smashed open earlier by the Senju Clan Sage Body's Great Buddha had already been filled.
In a courtyard filled with Japanese aesthetic flavor, Kairen and Miroku sat cross-legged on opposite ends of a Shogi board, the two playing Shogi.
This was the Daimyō residence of the Daimyō of the Land of Fire, his usual place of living.
It was a quiet courtyard; outside the windows, a clear spring flowed, and beside it stood a willow tree, its catkins drifting, its branches swaying.
Kairen placed a black stone, then glanced at the beautiful girl opposite him: "Do you have a husband?"
Miroku shook her head: "No!"
"That's good! Saves me the trouble of digging someone out."
Kairen was preparing to negotiate a big deal with Miroku.
A blue-white slug appeared on the side of the Shogi board, swelling to the size of a kitten.
Its childish voice sounded: "Kairen-sama, Lady Tsunade asked me to supervise you, to make sure you don't get too intimate with unfamiliar women."
Kairen froze. Why did this little thing have to meddle in everything?
"Scram!"
Kairen grabbed the slug and flung it violently, throwing it thousands of meters away.
He turned back and looked down at Miroku, who was still struggling in her heart.
"Are you scared?"
Miroku shook her head hard: "No! No! I am a qualified priestess."
Kairen smiled. Although Miroku was as beautiful as a painting, in some emotional matters she was instead as pure as a little girl.
Kairen extended his hand, gently lifting Miroku's chin, carefully examining this artfully crafted beautiful face.
"I want to have all of you."
