Under Satoru's questioning, they panicked.
But the panic appeared only on the people who took the lead and stood in front, and the people behind even looked at the few people who took the lead with strange expressions.
"Didn't you say that he is Konoha's ninja? Our place is not Konoha's territory! He is so reckless, he should be made to pay the price!"
"That's right! Get him out!"
"Get out of our town!"
Amidst the denunciation of the crowd, those who took the lead shrank back in desperation, wanting to leave from there.
There were too many people, Satoru couldn't catch up in the midst of public anger, so he had to give up temporarily, but he also knew that it was useless to catch those people. They might be just following orders, and what he was looking for were the people behind them.
The people behind them wanted to get him out of here.
'Is that person afraid? Or, is there some other conspiracy?'
Now that they know Sakura's identity, but still did this, weren't they afraid of offending Konoha?
Satoru thought that the person behind all this might not be a simple person.
It seemed that he still needed to go to look for clues.
It's late at night, many hotels had closed their doors, and the hustle and bustle was gradually decreasing.
Aoi walked into her bedroom and said arrogantly, "Come and help me remove these things! It's too much trouble!"
As she said that, she pulled out a hairpin herself, and threw it away.
After the hairpin made a crisp sound, it slid all the way to the window.
Only then did Aoi realized that there was a person sitting by her window.
Even though she only saw a pair of feet, she still knew who it was.
She quickly knelt down, and her tone changed from the arrogant one just now, to a flattering one.
"My lord, why are you here?"
The person referred to as lord gave the order bluntly, "Go and kill Yagyu Satoru."
Aoi's heart was shaken, but she still didn't dare to raise her head, she lowered her head and said, "My lord... with my current strength, I might not be able to beat him."
After she exhausted all her courage to express her lack of ability, the person was not angry, but waved with a smile.
"Aoi, come here."
Aoi came to his side.
"Yes, my lord."
"I like you the most. You are beautiful and obedient, and you have always carried out your tasks well. I won't let you die in vain, I can make you stronger."
Hearing this, Aoi raised her head excitedly and looked at the person in the darkness.
"Really? My lord, do you want to give me an extra 'mark'?!"
"Yes, this is a reward for you."
The person took out a small red box, Aoi took it over gratefully, opened it, and inside was a red pill with a strong smell of blood. Ordinary people would feel sick when they smelled it, but Aoi ate it very willingly.
After that, she took two steps back, and the person also smiled and looked over for Aoi's upcoming changes.
thump---!
Aoi suddenly knelt on the ground.
Her heart seemed to explode. The blood in her body seemed to stop flowing at this moment, and turned into a raging flame, trying to burn her to death.
'It hurts, it hurts so much!'
'But it feels so good! I feel so happy!'
She liked this feeling of being controlled by others and continuously injecting strength into herself.
The last time she was given a "mark" was more than 130 years ago. After so many years, she finally got it again.
"My lord, ah... my lord! I am so happy! My lord..."
The oiran Aoi, who stood tall outside, fell to the ground in messy clothes at this moment, with a strange smile on her pale face. She stretched out her hands towards the lord, and said impatiently, "My lord, I want to dedicate everything I have to you!"
A strange red flashed in her left eye, and then two red traces appeared in the pupil, and the traces intersected with each other, forming the sign "x".
…
It's about four o'clock in the morning now.
Since an hour ago, the taverns here had stopped accepting any customers, and half an hour ago, the hotels had also stopped accepting guests.
Everyone swept the way in the front of their door, and the guards disappeared after patrolling a few times.
The entire town became lifeless.
Apart from the smell of alcohol and lust that still lingered in the air, one would even wondered if it was a ghost town.
'They may be afraid of something, or they may be abiding by a "rule".'
But Satoru was not from there, when the bustling subsided and everything returned to its original appearance, then it would be the time for him to make a move.
He jumped from the window of a hotel, landed on the ground without a sound, and walked towards the place he intercepted Ran.
Not long after he saw a man on the street.
The man was wearing a white samurai uniform, with a sword on his waist, standing in the middle of the street, blocking Satoru's way.
"Who are you?"
Satoru asked the man, in answer the man raised his head and his face turned hideous.
Satoru was startled, he found that the man had the same fangs as Akira Hayano in his mouth.
'Is it the work of the same person?'
*Whoosh*
The samurai had already come behind Satoru when he was distracted, drew out the sword that was shining with cold light, and struck towards the top of his head with all his strength.
'No, he is stronger than Akira Hayano, they are not at the same level at all.'
Satoru distanced himself.
'Fine, I will play with you.'
Satoru kicked the railing of a nearby restaurant, broke off a slender iron rod, and pointed it at the samurai.
That was his sword.
The samurai felt provoked, and flashed behind him again at a faster speed.
The speed was so fast, one could hardly see it clearly.
This time, the samurai still used the same move to attack, Satoru did not hold back either. He turned around directly, and before the opponent's sword fell, he stabbed the rod into his heart.
Since he was planning to kill Satoru, and didn't speak from the beginning to the end, it meant that he couldn't give him the information he wanted.
Whether it's blocking his way or delaying time, he doesn't need to be late anymore.
After pulling out the rod, Satoru threw it away without looking at it, and continued walking in the direction of Aoi's Palace.
But just after taking a few steps, he found movement behind him.
Satoru turned his head and saw the samurai standing up with his body propped up, and continuing to attack him like a normal person.
And the hole in his heart that was pierced actually grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye.
By the time he reached Satoru, the wound had healed completely, leaving only the blood-stained hole in his cloth.
'He can heal himself?'
'That was a fatal injury, but it still couldn't bring him any harm?'
Satoru dodged again, he picked up the rod that he had thrown away, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared behind the samurai, and slammed down on the hand holding the sword and directly chopped off the samurai's arm.
The samurai's expression didn't even change, he didn't even seem to feel the pain, his focus was on Satoru's body from beginning to end, and his purpose was very simple - to kill him.
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