"A master ninja!"
Thought all the Shinobi as they watched their mate's body fall.
Then looking into Haruto's eyes, calm as stagnant water but with an inexplicable coldness, a great shiver ran through them.
"We can't win!"
Then Haruto calmly advanced towards the Bakufu's main building ignoring the Shinobis whose legs trembled in front him, but the old ninja did not let him pass and came to stop on his way.
"Old man, if you don't get out of my way I'll kill you!" Said Haruto looking the old man in the eye.
But the old ninja took two short sword from his sleeve and ran towards Haruto at an inhuman speed.
"shave"
Haruto suddenly disappeared from the sight of the old ninja, who unconsciously, seeing his opponent disappear, retreated, but within half a second Haruto reappeared behind him.
*Bang*
He turned his palm at the level of his chest and concentrated his aura on it, thus creating a swirling stream of air swirled in his palm, hit the old man on his back, crushing him to the ground.
"Zenzou-sama!!"
The ninjas, seeing their leaders dead, momentarily forgotteging the fear that had invaded them for only a second and headed towards Haruto.
He was attacked from all sides, but like the previous time, he crushed them one by one, but as he was about to get rid of the last one, he was attacked by several Kunai, which proved to be slightly more difficult block.
It was the ninja named Jiraia.
"You seem strong to me, you are an excellent prey." Says Jiraia under his shinobi mask with a perverse smile, Before running at high speed towards Haruto.
Then Haruto leaned slightly to the right to avoid a kick from Jiraia.
But the Jiraia put his palms on the ground and rotated quickly with his legs towards Haruto, who at the same time, noticed a purple-tinted blade at the end of the Jiraia's shoe.
He then leaned backwards losing his balance voluntarily, during his fall, Jiraia's attack missed him by a few millimetres and with his fearsome speed, he heeled Jiraia in the face during his rotation, throwing him violently backwards.
He then put his right palm against the groundz regaining his balance before taking a disappearing step and reappearing in barely half a second behind Jiraia and punching him his head, crushing him against the ground.
He charged his foot with a large amount of aura and crushed Jirai's head against the ground again.
*Bang*
"I already told your colleague, fighting me with ninja techniques is a joke."
Haruto approached the main gate of the Bakufu, which he kicked in.
*Creak*
The door broke into several pieces, so he entered and walked up to a large, beautifully decorated room with two large staircases leading to the next floor.
However a hundred men dressed in black and white, holding golden sceptres in their hands were present completely filling the room and among those men were two familiar faces.
One was Oboro and the other was Shouyou kneeling in front of him.
Haruto's pupils tightened, he unconsciously took a deep breath and then his eyes and Shouyou's eyes met.
"You've grown up a lot, Haruto." Says Shouyou with a nice smile
"Shouyou..."
"Disciple of Shuyou, I must admit your courage, for daring to attack the most important place in the country single-handedly and all to save your master." Said Oboro in a cold voice.
Then he took a Katana from the hands of one of the men dressed in black and white before placing the blade under Shouyou's throat.
"But I advise you to surrender or your efforts will have been for nothing."
Seeing that, Haruto then lowered his head and slowly climbed the stairs towards Oboro and Shouyou.
"Disciples of Shouyou, do you think you can draw fast enough to stop me from killing your master?"
But without listening to Oboro, Haruto slowly approached them.
"Disciple of Shouyou! You don't worry ....."
But before Oboro finishes his words, Shouyou interrupted him and said
"Haruto, did you come up with a name that you like?"
Haruto then stopped two meters from Shouyou and Oboro and touched Tatsugorou's Katana with a smile.
"The name Haruto suits me well enough, it was chosen by my stupid master."
"Take care of your comrades, spring man."Says Shouyou with a big smile..
Hearing their conversations a cold sweat ran from Oboro's forehead.
"Don't tell me that..."
Haruto drew the katana and disappeared in a strong draught, instinctively making Oboro move backwards who felt shivers running through his body.
"He's too fast!!!"
Haruto then reappeared 6m further, behind Oboro before sheathing the Katana.
Then after a short silence Shouyou's head fell from his body and rolled on the ground, while his body slowly fell into a geyser of blood.
"Farewell Master!"