Reincarnation: A Quite Revenge

Chapter 1 - Changing Body

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Hiroshi Yamada is one of the best-trained ninjas. He is now in charge of spying on a state official named Takeda. An archer's tool and a sword were adrift on his back.

Besides being known as a great ninja fighting, Hiroshi is also an assassin. For those people who intend to pay Hiroshi to kill, they must give a proper reason. Hiroshi is not a treasure crazy man. He just doesn't like injustice. Hence the clans who knew him were also good celebrities.

Hiroshi considered several reasons before killing his target. First, what a huge mistake he had made. Second, how much of a mistake he had towards the ancestral ground. Third, betrayal. If all these reasons are satisfied. Then he would not hesitate to kill his target.

Hiroshi ran in the darkness. Two of his friends followed behind. They move like a flash of shadow. The fog at night.

Avoiding light, and moving without making a sound is a must-do for a ninja. Everything for the sake of espionage techniques becomes more perfect. Dressed in all-black clothes, Hiroshi was able to blend in with the darkness. He left only part of his eyes not to be covered.

After successfully settling through residential residents. Hiroshi continued to climb into one of the houses. He did it with agility and silence. Occasionally his eyeballs are directed backwards to ensure the condition of his two colleagues.

Hiroshi was on the roof. He was now walking to a darker point. Then observe the residence Takeda which only linked a few houses. His sharp eyes were able to witness how serene his target house was. Hiroshi's forehead shriveled, as he felt that something was strange.

"Looks lonely, this is a very good opportunity!" said Akio, one of Hiroshi's small-bodied colleagues.

"Right, what else are we waiting for." Goku agrees with Akio. But not for Hiroshi, his eyes were still closely watching the situation around Takeda's house.

"No, we'll wait!" hiroshi said calmly.

"But the opportunity didn't come twice!" Goku insists. Then hurry to Takeda's house. Akio seemed to be as thoughtful as Goku, his steps moving following from behind.

Hiroshi gritted his teeth from behind the cover of his face. His hand clenched a fist. The twenty-four-year-old man has no choice but to follow Goku and Akio.

Hiroshi had set his foot on the ground. He and his two colleagues managed to get through the high fence surrounding the Takeda residence. Their position is now on the edge of the house. Precisely near a well decorated with petals of cherry blossoms that fall.

Shuts!

An arrow suddenly diverted the attention of Hiroshi and his two comrades. The arrow was stuck right into a tree that was behind Akio.

One by one the guards appeared, and surrounded. They aimed each of their weapons at Hiroshi and his two comrades. It was futile to use metsubushi, because the bodyguards were surrounding more than ten people.

Akio ventured one hand to grab his shuriken weapon. But before he could make a fight, an arrow had stuck into his leg. The same thing happened to Hiroshi. Both of them fell down immediately on their knees to the ground. Goku also seems to fall.

A man splits the order of the guards who are besieging. He is Takeda, a man known for betraying his own homeland. Takeda is known to have allowed foreign nations to enter and rule over Japanese territory.

Takeda walked closer. His two hands seemed to be interlocked from behind his back. His eyes looked at the annoyed three ninja who had dared to enter his residence without permission.

"Stand Goku!" tell Takeda with a slanted smile.

Goku got up and stood up. Then walk up to Takeda. He bowed about one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Thank you, Senpai!" said Goku while fusing his fists. Now it is clear that Goku is the only person not attacked by Takeda's bodyguards.

Hiroshi and Akio were made so shocked. The two immediately exchanged looks. They did not expect Goku to betray.

"You should be ashamed of yourself, Goku! you have not only betrayed us, but also your ancestors!" Hiroshi spoke out loudly. His eyes filled with anger.

Goku looks to have his face covered. Then show a satisfied smile. He was not at all interested in any of Hiroshi's expressions.

Slowly Takeda pulled out the thing that had been hidden from behind his body. A shiny katana was tightly grasped by both hands. He pointed that thing right at Akio's neck.

Without a second thought, Takeda swung his katana.

Akio's blood instantly seeped from his neck. His body trembled violently with the state of wide eyes.

"Akio!!!" pekik Hiroshi hysterical. He tried to pull out the sword that had been stuck behind his back. But Takeda did attack first, by kicking his face. It then stuck its katana right into Hiroshi's heart.

Jem!!

Hiroshi felt a great pain. His throat was choked up great. His breathing slowly slowed down. The last time the sentence he heard before his eyesight darkened was, 'Now you can join your ancestors...'

"hiro! wakeup!" a woman's voice sounded very panicked. Hiroshi felt his body being violently shaken by the female figure.

"Uhh..." Hiroshi muttered as he slowly opened his eyes. His head was attacked by a stinging dizziness. Slowly he tried to get up while holding the part of his eel.

"hiro! thank goodness you're conscious. I'm so afraid..hiks, hiks!" said the woman who was sitting next to Hiroshi.

"What?" Hiroshi blinked his eyes, in order to be fully conscious.

The deg!

His heart immediately thumped as a result of watching himself being in a car. Especially now that his two ears could hear the frenzied sounds of commotion around him.

Hiroshi's eyes were perfectly rounded. His mouth was wide open. His head was twitching in various directions. Hiroshi did not even realize that his head was seeping a lot of blood.

Hiroshi was very confused by the circumstances he saw. From passing cars, tall buildings, and some neon billboards.

"hiro's? you why?" ask the woman who was sitting next to Hiroshi.

"What the fuck?! me where?" hiroshi asked in disbelief.

"Calm Hiro, let me treat your wounds first. Soon we will get to the hospital," said the thin-looking woman, with a simple black hair. Her name is Akira Kenichi. His hands were now trying to wipe away the blood that was pouring on his son's head.

"Hey! you who?!" hiroshi said while keeping Akira's hand away.

"hiro! why are you treating me like that?!" Akira looked at Hiroshi's nanar. She was completely confused by the change in her son's attitude.

"hiro's? Mammy? whatchu mean?" Hiroshi was still in such a deep confusion.

"Maybe your son's change was due to a wound to his head. I'll take you to the nearest hospital soon. Try to calm your son!" the man sitting in front of the steering wheel said. He listened to the conversation of the two passengers.

"Arigatou gozaimasu," Akira responded appreciating the concern of the taxi driver who was carrying him. He slightly bowed his head to show a respectful pose.

Akira sighed, then again tried to wipe the blood on his son's head. Hiroshi brushed it off again.

"Hiro, if you don't want Mom to do it, how do you do it yourself?" Akira thrusts his handkerchief.

Hiroshi frowned, then touched the area of his head. He finally realized that there was a lot of blood coming out. Hiroshi then took the handkerchief that Akira gave. He was now pressing on the injured part of his head. The ringing of his face proved that he was enduring the pain.

Footnote :

- Metsubushi: A bomb powder that can emit smoke, and can help escape.

shuriken: A star-shaped weapon with four blades.

espionage: Is the practice of reconnaissance, or spying to gather information.