One Piece: I am Imu

Chapter 331: Rōran’s Last Quiet Days

Chapter 331 - 331: Rōran's Last Quiet DaysStarfish World, Continent of Red Earth.

Sector RL1557 was the location of Dimensional Gate No.0002.

Ever since the World Government designated the Demon Slayer World as a 'Limited Open World', the area had seen a sharp increase in the presence of unofficial vehicles and personnel, alongside military ones.

Every day, various transports carrying people or goods lined up to enter or exit through the 'Miniaturized Tunnel'.

These were mostly royal caravans from various affiliated nations.

Of course—

There were also trading caravans formed by nations within the Demon Slayer World. However, they usually operated under the banner of the 'Demon Slayer International Alliance' and were received by representatives from the Ubuyashiki clan.

Worth mentioning—

Both the current chairman of the 'International Alliance' and the head of the Ubuyashiki family were none other than Muzan Kibutsuji.

He had also partnered with Morgan William's group from the East Blue—mainly composed of former Demon Slayer Corps members—to form a business conglomerate. Now, he was a key figure operating between the Demon Slayer World and Starfish World.

His influence had caught the attention of many affiliated nations.

Especially with his role as chairman of the International Alliance, Muzan was now actively pushing for a seat at the World Summit.

And to him, this goal seemed very much within reach.

After all, both the Breathing Techniques and Nichirin Blades had become essential resources within the World Government—let alone Muzan's own unique value.

Back at the Dimensional Gate—

The entrance to the Miniaturized Tunnel was now heavily guarded by army troops, who ordered everyone to wait patiently by the roadside.

[Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!]

Suddenly, everyone saw a series of black streaks slicing through the air from the distance, each one accompanied by a sharp sound as it tore through the sky. There were far too many to count—certainly more than a hundred.

Above them loomed a dense 'black cloud' that followed closely overhead.

"Are those crows?"

Those with sharp eyes quickly figured out what the 'cloud' really was—a swarm of pitch-black crows flying in formation. The figures below, darting across the land like shadows, were clearly their masters.

The shinobi unit from Umigakure!

Each ninja wore a black combat uniform and a white mask. A few in the front rows also wore black tactical vests over their gear.

They had forehead protectors engraved with a five-ringed cross. Some carried longswords strapped to their backs, others bore longbows, and all had small utility pouches at their legs—filled with pills or kunai.

"So these are ninjas, huh? Gotta admit, they look pretty badass... but why do they run so weird?"

A brawny man, who had ranked 53rd in the last 'Top 100 Combatants Tournament', stood with arms crossed, chuckling as the ninja squad zipped past and vanished into the tunnel.

"Seriously, swinging your arms backward while leaning your upper body forward—does that actually make you run faster?"

A young man who had ranked seventy-third asked the question with a puzzled look, then quickly answered himself, "Well... it is fast."

He paused, deep in thought. Should I try running like that too?

Once all the shinobi had successfully entered the 'Miniaturized Tunnel', the rest of the group waited for another ten minutes or so before watching the army soldiers march away, led by a major.

However, the chatter about the shinobi didn't fade—it only grew louder. Everyone seemed fascinated by them.

And there was something else...

Why did the World Government deploy so many shinobi? Some sharp-eyed observers had counted: nearly two hundred of them!

...

Teigu World

Inside the Ark of Noah, Imu was reviewing the scientific report on Windstones submitted by the re

Sara felt as if the 'dark clouds' looming over Roran were finally starting to lift.

Give it some time—once Sunagakure appointed a new Kazekage, things would surely stabilize.

Then she could finally send someone to hire Suna ninja to help clear the collapsed buildings.

But Sara couldn't have possibly known...

About fifty kilometers south of Roran, a force of three to four thousand shinobi was slowly advancing through the storm.

"That should be the small country of Roran up ahead. Perfect place to resupply with water and food."

At the head of the formation stood a tall, powerfully built old man with dark skin, long blond hair, and a flowing beard. His gaze pierced through the swirling sands, utterly unfazed by the raging storm around him.

Etched into his bare right shoulder was a massive kanji—雷—'Lightning'.

There was no mistaking who he was.

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