Chapter 281

Above the gray sky, thick clouds were densely packed; under the gloomy sky, the surrounding environment appeared so oppressive and dull.

Below the heavy clouds, countless steel pipes spread throughout the entire town; the cold color of steel matched with the oppressive clouds in the sky, making the whole town appear lifeless.

Drizzling rain fell from the sky constantly, but the pedestrians in the rain were all accustomed to this.

They either wore black raincoats or held large black umbrellas that could cover their whole bodies, walking quickly through the dark alleys of the town with their heads down.

A person in a hurry was moving quickly through the town; he seemed to be worried about something, and every time he walked a distance, he would look back at the situation behind him from time to time.

Soon, after constantly changing paths, the man arrived in front of a small house in a small alley.

He took out a key to open the lock, then quickly stepped into the house, closed the door tightly, and added three layers of insurance to the door from the inside; it seemed only this could make him feel a little more at ease.

"Whew..."

After a light sigh, the man took off the raincoat that had been soaked by the rain and hung it on the coat rack in the house.

Having been in the Land of Rain for ten years, the man had already become accustomed to such a life.

His name was Shoji Kobayashi, and he was a ninja of the Hidden Rain Village.

In the eyes of most Rain ninjas, Shoji Kobayashi was an extremely unsociable and rigid ninja who rarely interacted with others.

But only he himself knew that the purpose of him doing this was to hide his other identity.

With the system of one country, one village already spread throughout the Ninja World, the Hidden Rain Village was naturally the only official armed organization in the Land of Rain.

Due to the poor geographical location of the Land of Rain, the Hidden Rain Village had also been squeezed by the neighboring three major ninja villages all year round.

Proper missions simply didn't fall to the Hidden Rain Village to take.

Even the missions within the Land of Rain itself had long been carved up by the other three major ninja villages.

The living environment of the Rain ninjas couldn't be said to be bad; it could only be said to be extremely terrible.

The days of seeking survival in the cracks also led the Hidden Rain Village onto another path different from other ninja villages.

The so-called relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to eat the water.

Although disasters were constant in the cracks, they also brought a glimmer of survival to the Rain ninjas.

The Ninja World was surging with undercurrents, and there were constant dirty dealings between the three major countries; the darkness between the great countries was enough to make anyone feel suffocated.

Some dirty and filthy things that even the executioners within the great countries themselves were unwilling to do became opportunities for the Hidden Rain Village.

Thus, the Rain ninjas gradually degenerated into an existence similar to "mercenaries" and "assassin organizations."