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In that relatively peaceful world, let alone 'killing.' Even when buying a fish or a chicken from the market, someone else would have already killed it for them.
And according to Fuyu Shirou's speculation, it wasn't a good thing for the young ninja to start adapting to killing too early.
If not handled properly, it could leave some hard-to-detect psychological scars.
At first, there might be no obvious abnormalities.
But if not properly addressed, these issues could very well erupt in adulthood.
This could turn otherwise good ninjas into psychologically twisted, perverted individuals.
This made Fuyu Shirou extremely cautious, fearing that a mishap could leave his comrades with psychological disorders.
"How about we set up an Explosive Tag trap? We can leave these bastards in place and detonate the trap from a distance!"
Seeing that Zhe and Yan had been inactive for a long time, Fuyu Shirou had to suggest again.
As for whether this would disrupt Uchiha Jūsai's plan to train them, that had nothing to do with him, Uchiha Fuyu Shirou. He just needed to get through this situation first.
"Hey! I think Fuyu Shirou's suggestion is quite good!"
Upon hearing this, Uchiha Honō's eyes instantly lit up. After exchanging a glance with Uchiha Tetsu and getting the same answer, she agreed.
"Yes! This way, we can stay far away and detonate the trap remotely. We won't have to worry about the issue of killing!"
Zhe, in just a moment, became Fuyu Shirou's biggest supporter.
"Fuyu Shirou's suggestion is really excellent!"
Although using Explosive Tags was still 'killing,' this way, they wouldn't have to personally experience the direct stimuli of blood splattering and blades piercing flesh.
Once they reached an agreement, the ninjas' execution was quite efficient.
While directing the timid victims to move the debris, Fuyu Shirou and the others quickly took out the Explosive Tags they carried with them.
Fuyu Shirou was fine, taking out only three. Uchiha Tetsu, however, took out over ten Explosive Tags at once.
The most exaggerated was Uchiha Honō, who took out a large stack of Explosive Tags.
Fuyu Shirou, standing nearby, rolled his eyes. These two were really losing their composure.
Especially Yan, her stack of Explosive Tags had to be at least twenty to thirty.
Combined with Zhe's, they had at least forty to fifty Explosive Tags.
With such a large amount, they could blow up this small bandit camp.
Silently putting back two of the three Explosive Tags in his hand, leaving only one for show, Fuyu Shirou couldn't help but think, Yan is really a big spender!
After all, the value of that stack of Explosive Tags in her hand probably equaled the total reward for this mission.
Once the mission was over, dividing the reward among the three of them and their teacher, Chōsei, this deal would be a huge loss.
Fuyu Shirou figured these were all prepared by Yan's elders at home.
Not just Yan, even Fuyu Shirou and Zhe had some emergency supplies prepared by their families in their ninja tool bags or backpacks.
These were just expressions of care from the various Uchiha clan members for their loved ones.
They just weren't good at expressing it, so they showed their 'love' in this indirect way.
Fuyu Shirou, who didn't take this into account, didn't bother to remind them.
He believed that one had to experience things personally to have a deep memory of them.
Humans are forgetful creatures; without a deep memory, it wouldn't have much effect.
Anyway, it wasn't a big deal, just a loss of some money.
Casually sticking the Explosive Tag on a particularly unlucky victim, Fuyu Shirou clapped his hands, feeling the weight lifted from his mind. He then began directing the poor women to work.
The rest was left to the other two. Setting up an Explosive Tag trap was a small matter and didn't require his further planning.
If everything went as expected, Zhe and Yan would finish quickly.
However, many things are like this: if everything goes as expected, the unexpected happens soon enough!
While Uchiha Honō was placing the Explosive Tags, she didn't notice the figure nearby.
A bit more 'robust' compared to the other bandits, with a healthier wheat-colored complexion and cleaner, neater clothing, this figure slowly opened his eyes and began quietly surveying the surroundings.
This unnamed man was the leader of the bandits.
He had been in the business of robbing for quite some time.
Counting from his days as a small lackey in another bandit camp, it had been about ten years.
He had been through multiple experiences of being hunted down by the lord's samurai.
However, with his rigorous training and the Chakra Extraction Technique passed down by his deceased father, he successfully extracted chakra.
Although he knew no Taijutsu, Ninjutsu, or Genjutsu, his relentless training made him stand out among the mostly peasant and ronin bandits.
Saying he had the level of a Genin might be an exaggeration, but in terms of Taijutsu, he was not inferior to the older students of a ninja school.
Relying on this strength, he had escaped multiple times from the clumsy 'name lords' and nobles who organized the hunts.
After the previous bandit camp was destroyed, he came to this area, forming his own group and gradually expanding it to its current size.
Unfortunately, he didn't understand that in a world with supernatural powers, the most important thing for bandits was to be low-key.
Killing and robbing without restraint, even if Fuyu Shirou and the others hadn't found him today, he would have been taken down by another ninja team.
Opening his eyes slightly, he stealthily observed the surroundings. When his gaze fell on the Forehead Protector on Yan's forehead, he trembled. When he saw Yan sticking Explosive Tags on his subordinates, his pupils contracted, realizing the situation was bad.
Seeing the Forehead Protector, he knew this was different from the samurai under the lords in the past.
Those samurai would only bully the innocent and honest. When it came to someone tough like him, it was uncertain who would end up being the one to clean up the mess.