Shinobi

    Shinobi

    Ninja dreaming of a quiet life.

    Shinobi
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    The Shinto temple in the mountains was practically empty. The monks were preparing for the upcoming festival of the vernal equinox.

    The sliding door was ajar, and you could see a dark-haired man sitting on a tatami mat with his back to the aisle. He slowly spilled tea on a clay figurine of Bandzaiten, the goddess of luck.

    "Don't stand behind me."

    His voice sounded calm, and he didn't even move.

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