Red Nara

On the fourth day of my journey, I crossed the Ho no Kuni border without any problems and entered the territory of the neighboring country. The terrain was less impressive than the giant trees rumored to have been grown by Hashirama, and the local flora was no longer suitable for bouncing around at the speed of a good car.

The ground was just as good for running, but you had to be careful not to fall into holes in the grass or cut a path through the dense shrubbery and dive into a ravine. That was something Konoha shinobi didn't have to worry about on their own territory.

Doing missions only in the Land of Fire and fighting in the stony or flat terrain on the border of Grass and Stone, my running speed at first almost halved, but then I gradually got used to it and in a couple of hours made up for the lost time.

The strangest thing was that despite having a hidden village in the country, I hadn't sensed any local ninjuts, though they were supposed to be patrolling at least their borders, not to mention guard posts a little further inland. To be honest, I don't know much about the state of affairs in smaller neighbors and more distant countries, except for the big five, so I don't know what to expect.

The small town, nestled near a low mountain range, did not inspire not only at first glance, but also at second glance, being provincial in spite of about thirty thousand inhabitants, if to believe the notes on the map, which was very impressive by local standards. After checking the directions of the task and asking a couple of times from the locals, I quickly found the right house and handed the parcel to the skinny mustached man, having received a signature in the accompanying document.

The first sign of trouble was waiting for me: a shinobi was watching the house. Of course, he disguised himself well, but a little worse than those who were following me. As I reached the place closer to the evening, I decided to spend the night in the city, while watching the reaction of the other participants of the prepared action. By the way, what is remarkable is that the chain of my observers never entered the city, stopping at the same distance.

Tracking the slightest glimmers of chakra, I found a hotel (not the nearest one) and rented a room in it, thoroughly protecting the room with three barriers. Just to discourage the urge to take me while I slept. I wasn't going to dine in the restaurant on the first floor, nor was I going to order in my room to avoid poisoning, and there was no way to get me anymore.

Unless it was a direct attack, but hardly anyone in the city would dare to make a fuss. The spy who'd been following me for two hours on the street, and as if convinced that I wasn't going to run away, he left the observation point and hurried off somewhere without noticing the addition to his shadow.

Sending the clone to spy on the spy, I created and dispelled a kage bunshin, sending orders to the sleeper agents - it was time to deal with the watchers, regardless of their affiliation. Preparing the prison scroll and releasing a meter by meter section of shadow, I froze in suspense - now it was up to the clones and a little surprise in their hands.

After a dozen minutes of nervous waiting, the bodies of Konoha's shinobi and kunoichi began to emerge from the prepared area. Sleeping, not dead, so the handed flying poison had done its job.

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