Syndication: I was a ninja in the Yokai era

The little rabbit is not small.

Although it may even sound ridiculous, it is what it is.

In terms of age and seniority, the little rabbit in front of him, which looks like a seven- or eight-year-old young robe, is actually the second oldest in the entire monster group.

– The oldest is the Yagi Great Snake.

Although it was born in Mt. Fuji and has a certain divinity in itself, since it was killed by Susanoo, who is the god of war, it is on the opposite side of the gods, and naturally becomes the originator of the concept of “youkai”.

By the way, it is worth mentioning. Ibuki was born from the half-cut corpse of the Yagi Great Snake, a brand new youkai that inherits part of the power of the Yagi Great Snake.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that her ghost clan, and even the “princess” of the entire monster clan, is also very accurate.

“And in addition to the Yagi Great Snake, the rabbit in front of you is the second youkai to appear on the stage of history.”

Ibuki looked at Emperor Inaba who was confused and had a “I don’t know what you’re talking about” expression, and mercilessly debunked her deceptive trick.

“Inaba no Hakura, in charge of the lucky youkai.”

“Susanoo’s son, the lord of the country, once married Yagamihime with your help.”

“So, in the area ruled by the god Kunizu, you are also worshipped as a god who can bring luck and marriage, right?”

Ibuki asked with interest.

Even for her, that story was already a very long legend.

She also only knows the general story of what happened, but does not know all the details.

At the same time, Emperor Inba, whose identity was revealed by Ibuki Cuika, no longer pretends to be a cute who has never been in the world.

“That’s all very old.”

She waved her hand, showing a look of unbearable looking back.

At the same time, looking at Ibuki in front of her, her eyes narrowed slightly:

“However, not many people know about this past.”

“In my memory, there is absolutely no such person as you.”

“So, who are you? Young – little sister of the ghost clan? ”

“……”

“Oops!”

Ibuki realized that she seemed to be exposed again.

“Let you mouth so much.”

She thought with some indignation.

——I can’t wait to pump my own mouth.

Well, the probability of revealing your identity has increased again!

It’s just that when Ibuki Chuika, who calmed down, after some careful thought.

“Alas.”

She sighed helplessly.

She found that even if she knew that her identity would be exposed because of this. But if she did it again, she would still ruthlessly expose Emperor Inaba’s identity.

Because Nanxing needs Emperor Inhata’s help too much!

After so many days of contact, Ibuki fully understood what kind of position the witch called “Kikyo” occupied in this man’s heart.

In that case, then she didn’t mind providing some insignificant help to this human being who could provide himself with a lot of alcohol for free.

“Anyway, this game, he is not destined to win me.”

She thought proudly.

Her home, in hell.

And Nanxing, who is an ordinary person, how can he open the gates of hell?

……

Ibuki Chuxiang’s mind turned a thousand times.

After some psychological games and self-comfort, she finally regained her previous heartless appearance.

But in fact, if she could know what Nanxing was thinking at this moment, she would be surprised to find out.

The explanations she tried to find for herself were useless.

——Because at this moment, Nanxing’s mind was not placed on her at all!

“A lucky rabbit that can bring it?”

“And a marriage rabbit who is a red lady?!”

After the guidance of Ibuki Chuika, Nanxing, who knew the true identity of Emperor Inba, refocused his attention on this harmless little rabbit of humans and animals.

And this time, his gaze was not as calm as before.

On the contrary, there is also an aggressive sense of oppression that wants to take this little rabbit for himself.

“Being able to bring luck to people.”

This ability goes without saying.

Who thinks their luck is low?

“It can lead to a good cause.”

This ability is critical.

Before this, he had been struggling with how to confess to Kikyo.

——Although Kikyo is good everywhere, with her cold and stuffy nature, getting her to open her mind and say “I love you too” is undoubtedly a more difficult thing than killing the big youkai.

But now, if with the help of this rabbit….

“Hiss~”

Feel Nanxing’s gaze like a sharp arrow.

Emperor Inman instantly hit a spirit.

“Bunny doesn’t know anything.”

“She said nonsense.”

“These abilities are all based on false rumors.”

“I’m really just an ordinary rabbit monster.”

“At most, it’s just a little bit of wayfinding.”

She waved her hand again and again, trying to defend herself.

However, Nanxing did not believe it.

Ibuki does not believe it.

Fujiwara Meihong didn’t believe it either.

This is the story of “the wolf is coming”.

Having seen the sinister and cunning side of this rabbit, how could they believe this statement that they are obviously shirking responsibility?

But –

“What Bunny said is true.”

Looking at the eyes of the others who didn’t believe at all, Emperor Yin wanted to cry without tears.

In her mind, she was really just a somewhat clever rabbit monster.

If her luck was really so good, she would have already hugged her thighs to enjoy the blessings, how could she have fallen to the point of competing with a group of stinky tanuki cats for territory?

“If you don’t believe it, then I’ll show you!”

Looking at Nanxing’s extremely possessive gaze, Emperor Inwa, who was already a little anxious, stomped his foot hatefully:

“You’re not looking for a witch living in a bamboo forest—I’ll take you there!!”

“She’s right in… Well? ”

I saw that Emperor Inba, who was still trying to prove himself just now, suddenly stopped speaking.

Because just now, she felt a fact that frightened her:

The bamboo forest that Nanxing was looking for, and the witch who lived in seclusion in the bamboo forest, were actually here.

Even, right next to them.

“How is this possible?!”

PS: Interesting comment, I will not delete it.

Let’s focus on it here.

There are many who say my pace is too slow.

But I think it’s not that my pace is too slow, it’s that the pace you’re used to is too fast.

Compress the original plot of 300,000 or even 600,000 to 150,000 to write.

Just in time for a big orgasm that can be stuck on the shelves.

This cheerful style is indeed the typical style of Feilu.

But the price is that a book that could have written one or two million words can only write four or five million in the end.

But what should I do if I am unwilling to finish like this?

I can only throw the book to my cousin to eat rotten money.

Wouldn’t anyone not know what a cousin means, would they?

That’s why, as soon as the books on this site reach a certain point in time, there will be a cliff-like decline in quality.

It’s not that they don’t want to write, it’s that they have nothing to write anymore.

Also, explain the problem with the system.

Some people say that this system is too weak to put in this world.

All I can say is that the system represents the upper limit of the ninja, but definitely not the upper limit of the protagonist.