Chapter 3: Training days pt2
Souta woke up the next day and went to pull water from the spring, he looked at his reflection in the spring and shook his head noticing deformities other than than the slit on his side that was the bottomless bag holding alcohol.
His body as it seemed from all the forging had bulked back up, but that was fined in his opinion for today he was going to begin training his reflexes back to maximum capacity as well as his speed and techniques, this would cause his body to condense the muscles and streamline his body making for a deadly fighting machine.
With that thought he spent the first month setting up various mechanisms that were simple and similar to what he had used to train his body to be the most formidable ninja in the world.
After that began his actual training, he struck madly trying to minimize his movements while dodging sharp projectiles and swinging pillars, he ended the first day early unable to make it through the whole regimen. He took a few pills and rested before waking up and repeating the process gritting his teeth and baring through the first stage he once again took pills to supplement his body before resting.
Souta repeated this process day after day until he could continue training for two days without rest of mistake but he wasn't satisfied and forced himself to go further training for eight long months until he was what he deemed acceptable.
Souta woke up after four days of training amidst the chaos that was his regimen and went to the spring to draw water again but his reflection was no longer that of a muscle bound barbarian, his face had become slim, if the bandits had thought the old Souta was a pretty boy then they would think the current Souta was a man blessed by the heavens with beauty, the once blonde hair had faded and become silver and the bulky body was now slim as a swimmers but each muscle possessed the same strength if not more condensed onto that iron like frame.
'I am ready it seems' thought Souta before returning to his home and having breakfast of rice and beans.
Souta did not waste time, he would lie if he said he wasn't interested in seeing the outside world but he had business to handle first, he had long thought of how he would draw out those sect disciples. If bandits had caused them to come handle the problem then another bandit would bring the same effect, this was his thoughts on the matter but Souta still had things to do. He wouldn't be returning to this place for some time if at all so he returned to the store house and took the remaining bottomless bags and stuffed them into a larger one that was called the Bottomless pack.
The Bottomless pack was said to be able to hold mountains and seas but Souta had no intention of putting something like that inside, he took the remaining things in the store house and went through the houses and took anything he thought would be useful by the time he was done he had cleaned out the enclave.
Souta stood before the entrance of the enclave dressed in full armor and traditional Japanese one handed sword strapped to his back and staring out over his landscape and found the enclave was actually in the mountains by a decent distance from a road.
'This explains why the bandits chose this location, and it seems the road is frequented often' thought Souta drawing conclusions from his vantage point.
Finishing his scouting he rushed to the road popping before a caravan he had spotted coming in the distance, reaching into one of the bottomless bags sewn to the back of his leggings he pulled out several smoke pellets causing the road to be consumed by a cloud of smoke that encompassed the entirety of the caravan.
Souta wasn't finished he drew his shuriken and flung them with deadly accuracy pinned the guards who were traveling martial artists in the throat killing them.
As the smoke cleared Souta was standing in front of the caravan making sure to have killed no merchants or traders.
"This is a robbery" said Souta wearing a mask
"W-what" asked the head of the Caravan
"Shut up and hand over all your valuables or you will end up like your guards" said Souta drawing the Heads attention to bodies lying around with metal stars sticking out of their throats.
Shaken to his core in front of this terrifying man he wasted no time and had everyone hand over their goods, if they wanted to argue one look at the guards would shut them up before handing over what they had.
"Thank you for your business, please move forward or return either way leave my sight" said Souta stuffing everything in his Bottomless Pack.
The head of the caravan made not of this man on the road and decided he report it to a sect when he returned unaware this is exactly what Souta wanted.
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