Ninja etiquette

“Paying respects to your profound martial arts, do-mo, Nakamura-san, I am the New-Mecha Communist Ninja.”

The communist High-ranking Ninja sheathed his katana very politely and greeted him with pressed palms.

“…Do-mo, Jōnin-san. I am Aaron Nakamura.”

Bewildered, I accepted the greeting according to ninja etiquette, the communist High-ranking Ninja spoke with a satisfied look.

“Not only the privateness of thoroughly hiding your lofty karate in practice, but the jutsu you unfolded against Smith-san, that cursed machine veteran, was furthermore meza-mashi! Namu amita bul, it is simply a marvel.”

I didn’t really know what he was saying, but the atmosphere didn’t seem too bad.

Given the circumstances, it seemed the High-ranking Ninja was considering me a great master and praising me because I cut down the Chrome Monster. While I had intended this to some extent, it worked so much better than I imagined that I was even bewildered.

‘It doesn’t seem like a bad situation for now… should I read the room and play along a bit?’

Since the High-ranking Ninja praised me, let’s reply in kind this time.

“High-ranking Ninja, your underground is also a formidable Secret Technique. It is difficult to perceive even while looking directly, so although I put on a bluff, in reality, it was terribly difficult to notice your presence, even with my senses raised. It was merely heavenly luck that I barely grasped it!”...