After registering all the information, they were sent back to the orphanage.
These children would welcome a new life there, and it would not be long before many families who had lost their children due to the war would come here to take them away.
Even if no one took them away, it did not matter. If they had talent, they could go to Ninja Academy at the age of six and receive a certain amount of subsidy.
And if he did not even have the talent to become a ninja or did not want to become a ninja, it did not matter. Now that the population was scarce, as long as he was willing to endure hardships and find a job, he would not starve to death.
In short, as long as there were people, there would always be places where they would shine and heat up.
And Shinomiya Aoba, who revealed his talent a little, was not worried about his future at all. As long as the matter of being a spy was not exposed, Konoha would definitely not give up on a good seedling like him.
Presumably, in the next few days, Konoha would definitely send people to gather all the information about him.
Although the village had long been destroyed, there would always be traces of a person living there, not to mention that he might not be the only survivor in the Daidai village.
But so what?
His existence was real, and everything he said was true. As long as Obito did not suddenly jump out to expose him, there would be no flaws.
Konoha would not go so far as to find an intelligence Ninja who specialized in interrogating enemies to turn him into an idiot.
Therefore, there was no need to be anxious. There should be results in a few days.
With this thought in mind, after hastily finishing his dinner, Aoba fell into sleep. This body was really trash. Just activating [Hardening] for such a short time was enough to exhaust him. It seemed that it was necessary to strengthen a wave of physical strength as soon as possible.
...
In the blink of an eye, a week had passed.
This week had also allowed these new war orphans to adapt to life in the orphanage slowly.
After all, the children who stayed here basically had similar encounters, and everyone was just reporting for warmth.
However, no matter where they were, as soon as there were more people, all kinds of weirdos appeared one after another.
There were some who were reclusive and ignored everyone, some who washed their faces with tears every day, and of course, there were also those who bullied people by relying on the fact that they were a few years old.
Shinomiya Aoba had always been watching coldly from the sidelines. He did not want to stir up trouble since he had just arrived. Moreover, he seriously suspected that someone was hiding in the dark and observing his every move every day.
It was not that he had been persecuted but that he had to be on guard.
But how could he do that? His light shone like the sun. A few little girls would always run near him whenever they had something to do. After all, although his skin was small, his handsome and outstanding appearance had already been revealed.
However, his handsomeness and his low profile still brought trouble to him.
Just like that, when they were eating, a few tall and strong children, who were a head taller than him, came to find trouble with him because they were older.
"Hey, little guy, I'm talking about you!"
Aoba, suppressing his astonishing appetite with a bitter face, raised his head in confusion.
"You are so short. You shouldn't be able to eat so much, right? Sigh, there's no other way. I, Yamashita, like to help people out. Then let me help you eat. After all, wasting food is not a good habit. You should have no objections, right?"
A triangular-eyed guy with two followers glared at him and said.
"Hehe, this kind of trash still dares to have any objections?"
"That's right, Boss Yamashita really thinks too highly of him. It is his honor that you are willing to eat his food!"
The two followers flattered with flattering faces.
Although the other people around them were indignant, no one dared to do anything else. They all obediently sped up the speed of eating.
At this moment, without the presence of the adults, no one dared to offend the small group of Yamashita that was taller than them.
And the people of Yamashita also saw that they were making peace.
That was why they dared to act in such a manner.
Of course, the bad things they could do were limited. They could take advantage of the fact that the adults were not stealing some food or teach a few ignorant brats a lesson in normal times to show off their might.
To be honest, Aoba really looked down on these few people, and he did not intend to teach them a lesson. —-He had only lived for two lifetimes, and no one had ever dared to steal his food to eat. It did not matter if he was hungry, but if he was hungry because of such a disgusting thing, it was purely to make things difficult for him.
Perhaps it was because it had sensed his true thoughts. The system that had remained silent for a while suddenly came back to life!
Ding!
[The suicide mission has been issued!]
[Mission Title: The King has sent you to patrol the mountains. ]
[Description: Use strength to convince people. Use your fists to establish your might. —Requires at least ten children to cry. ]
[The more brutal your performance is, the better. Someone in the darkness is watching you. ]
[Quest reward: Tattered Wooden Treasure Chest x1]
[Quest failure: You can even fail this? It is better to commit suicide! ]
...
'EMMMMMMMMM…'
'This could also be a mission?'
Aoba stood up in doubt, but the system's description confirmed one thing, that was, there was indeed someone watching him and secretly observing him.
He actually wanted to show that he was harmless so that Konoha's people could be at ease.
But the shitty system didn't allow it!
This was really a typical case of forcing a girl into prostitution!
AAHHHH!
Looking at the little guy in front of him handing over the plate, a trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of Yamashita. Just as he was about to open his mouth to ridicule him, he also warned this kid to stay away from Aoba in the future.
But when the words were about to reach his mouth, they suddenly turned into a scream!
Only the sound of a crack could be heard!
The plate in Aoba's hand was smashed to the ground!
No one expected that such a small and thin person would be the first to make trouble. He suddenly jumped up and smashed the plate on the Yamashita's head.
"Ah! Go! Beat him to death!"
Yamashita, who had been smashed, shouted in shock and anger.
However, Aoba, who had already chosen to make a move, had already taken the initiative to rush over.
With a swish!
One of the lackeys had a few more bloodstains on his face, causing him to cry out in pain as tears flowed out of his eyes.
After activating [Hardening], a layer of hard cuticle appeared on Aoba's right hand.
Although his defense was very weak, it was still not a problem for him to deal with a few half-grown children who did not know anything.
Moreover, because it only wrapped around his right hand, the consumption of his physical strength was not too serious. He could still hold on until the people at the foot of the mountain fell down.
"Monster!"
"Ah!"
After a few screams, the people of Yamashita all fell to the ground in horror. Their eyes were also full of fear as they looked at Aoba.
After knocking down three people, Aoba was also a little out of breath. This body was really too weak. If not for the fact that they were caught off guard and the lethality that [Hardening] brought to scare them, this task would really be difficult to complete.
Not to mention anything else, as long as he took a kick head-on, he would basically be beaten.
But fortunately, he was weak, and the enemy was even weaker!