Chapitre 1717: Overnight Mess

The feast was over. Night time had fallen over the Hitoshi Ninja Village. Cross, Akashiri, and Orion were cleaning up the mess. Cross was washing the dishes and utensils, Akashiri was sweeping the floor and picking up trash off the ground, and Orion wiping the walls and floors down. " You surely know how to throw down a feast." said Cross. Orion chuckled. " Yeah that was some of the best beef I have tasted." Akashiri swept the trash into a pile and scooped it into a trash bag. " Well I am glad you two liked it." In the morning I'll make breakfast." Akashiri placed the trash bag on his shoulder. He walked out of the dojo, approaching the trash can that stood in front of the village. Akashiri took the lid off the trash can, stuffing the trash in the can. As he was about to turn around, he heard the sound of a flute playing. Akashiri turned around and saw a man with mask covering the top half of his face playing the flute. Akashiri unsheathed one of his swords. " Who the fuck are you?" The man stood on his feet on starting grinning. He hopped off the roof, without making a sound. " I asked you a question asshole." Don't make me repeat myself again." The man started playing a tone on his flute again. Suddenly out of nowhere. Akashiri felt a deal of pain attack his chest, making him cough up blood, smashing into a pile of wood.