Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

Chapter 677: The story follows the script, but the art style is off

"Why? We started working at the same factory..."

Tsunade gritted her teeth, watching Orochimaru's retreating figure. Her gaze lingered for a moment on his swaying, slender waist before she finally lowered her head in dejection, patting her chubby belly, her face full of resentment.

"Shouldn't this kind of mission be carried out by an excellent female ninja like me?"

"Suck~"

Hearing Tsunade's resentful mutterings beside him, Jiraiya wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and frowned in confusion.

"Tsunade, what are you mumbling about?"

Don't you think this is very strange?

Turning her head to look at the group of people who, like Jiraiya, had lecherous expressions, Tsunade glared at them with her almond-shaped eyes, clearly displeased.

That's Orochimaru!

Do you think there's a problem?

Jiraiya looked around.

"Big tape! As long as it's cute, it's fine."

The usually taciturn Hatake Sakumo narrowed his eyes and gave Tsunade an "OK" sign. Might Guy and Kato Dan immediately nodded in agreement.

"Broken! You too?"

Tsunade stared in disbelief at Kato Dan, who was shaking his head vigorously, her heart sinking.

"Uh, Tsunade, it's safer for Orochimaru to go on this kind of mission. After all, he doesn't have to worry about being exposed by the enemy."

Tsunade's words immediately snapped Kato Dan out of his daze over Orochimaru's good looks, and he frantically tried to cover it up.
"That's not necessarily true. I have a friend who owns a copy of 'Nan Niang's Conquest of the Demon Ninja.'"

Jiraiya shook his head with a grave expression, his eyes filled with deep worry.

Upon hearing this, the others immediately showed the same solemn expression. Hatake Sakumo clenched his fists and slowly spoke.
"Jiraiya, lend me a phone to talk to, no, lend your friend a phone to talk to."

"Me too!"

"Actually, I also have a friend who wants to..."

Tsunade: (へ╬)
Can you guys go downstairs and talk about this kind of thing later?

"Ahem. Tsunade, you have to believe in Orochimaru's strength."

Feeling Tsunade's icy gaze, Jiraiya instinctively shrank back, his expression hardening, his tone becoming firm and resolute.

"If they really fight, that lecherous Uchiha Afen will definitely be no match for him."

The others might not understand Orochimaru's true strength, but Jiraiya knew it all too well.

As a descendant of Mount Myōboku, he was extremely sensitive to the scent of Sage Chakra. Whenever Orochimaru approached, he could detect the unique, chilling power of Sage Art that belonged solely to Ryūchi Cave.
Although he was reluctant to admit it, there was no doubt that Orochimaru's Sage Mode skills were superior to his own.

As everyone knows, once a person is imbued with Sage Chakra, their strength increases exponentially, as if they've taken drugs.

Ordinary Jonin are like cannon fodder in the face of Sage Mode; even Kage-level shinobi would have to be wary of it.

It's uncertain whether Uchiha Afen, a mere mortal, could even withstand three moves from Orochimaru at full power.

Having already signed a contract with Shikkotsu Forest, Tsunade, though not having trained in Sage Mode, had gained a general understanding of it through her interactions with the Slug Sage. Therefore, she wasn't worried about Orochimaru's safety.
"I trust Orochimaru completely. I just want to ask, shouldn't this kind of mission be entrusted to me, a charming female ninja?"

Tsunade pursed her lips, put her hands on her hips, struck what she thought was a seductive pose, and gave the group a stiff wink.

"."

The next second, everyone present fell into a deathly silence. After a long silence, Jiraiya broke it first.
"Oh no! It's almost time to feed the pigs, everyone, I'll be going now."

Suddenly, he had a look of realization on his face, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the people present, and disappeared in a flash at the end of the workshop.
"I should go castrate the pigs too. I have a full shift today. This old guy needs to be worked out properly."

Sakumo Hatake casually pulled out his short sword, stroking the blade with a look of deep emotion. Before he could finish speaking, he had already walked ten meters away.
"The truck carrying pigs is here! I'm off to work now, see you after get off work."

Even the slow-witted Might Day knew to take the opportunity to run away.

"that."

Kato Dan stared at Tsunade, who remained frozen in place, still flashing her a flirtatious glance, his expression complicated. He didn't know how to comfort his goddess.

"You should leave too. I want to be alone for a while."

Tsunade slowly lowered her hands from her hips and spoke expressionlessly.

"Alright, don't take this too seriously. Grandpa Yin was right, fortunes change every thirty years, don't be fooled."

"roll!"

Enraged, Tsunade finally snapped. Seeing this, Kato Dan dared not linger and vanished from his spot like the wind.

"Hoo hoo. Hoo. You all just wait!"

Tsunade, nearly fainting from anger, took a few deep breaths to relieve her frustration.

It was one thing to lose to Hiruko, who possessed the Innate Southern Goddess Body, but now he couldn't even compare to Orochimaru, a master of cross-dressing. He realized he had indeed neglected cultivating his feminine charm due to his training.

Biting her nails, she frowned and pondered for a long time, listing the women she knew in her mind one by one.

Ignoring her rigid and conservative grandmother, and the even more childish Senju Itama, Tsunade finally focused her attention on a cool and aloof figure.

"That's it! Auntie, Auntie must have a way!"

Senju Hisa, who is clearly a high-quality woman, must have a way to help her enhance her charm as a woman!
the other side,
Orochimaru, completely unaware of the rumors spread by his teammates, stopped in front of Uchiha Afen's office. After tidying himself up slightly, he gently knocked on the office door.

Bang bang bang——

"Come in."

A cold, sinister voice echoed from inside the room; it belonged to Uchiha Afen, the target he needed to make contact with.
creak-

"Manager A-Fen, what can I do for you?"

Pushing open the door, Orochimaru slowly walked into the opulently decorated office. Seeing Uchiha Afen sitting in a leather executive chair, fiddling with a jade bracelet, he smiled slightly, his elegant demeanor, so different from the interior décor, immediately apparent.
"You are... Jabami Yumeko?"

Uchiha Afen raised an eyebrow in surprise, vaguely recognizing traces of the former country girl on Orochimaru's beautiful face.
I've actually struck gold!

Originally, they just thought Orochimaru was relatively pleasing to the eye among the factory girls, and he also had some knowledge of clinical testing and quarantine, so they made an exception and promoted him to the more core testing and quarantine laboratory.

Unexpectedly, Orochimaru gave him a big surprise.

"Ahem. Are you adapting well to your new job?"

Uchiha Afen leered at Orochimaru's legs, which were encased in glossy black stockings, coughed twice, and straightened up, feigning seriousness, to appear as a caring leader.
Seeing the other party's appearance, Orochimaru was secretly delighted.
Hooked!
"Thank you for your concern, Manager A-Fen. I will do my best." Since he was still unsure of Uchiha A-Fen's preferences, Orochimaru chose to remain calm and composed, responding with his usual nonchalant and elegant demeanor.

"I like ambitious young people like you."

Looking at Orochimaru's calm, expressionless face, Uchiha Afen felt a surge of irresistible desire.
He has a little-known fetish: he enjoys being looked down upon with a condescending, disdainful gaze.
If you could add a few harsh insults, that would be even better!
Uh... so you're a masochist?
Orochimaru, however, was unaware of Uchiha A-Fen's quirks; he was currently contemplating how to approach his target.

"If there is anything needed, Yumeko will do her best to repay the kindness of her supervisor."

After a few seconds of brief thought, Orochimaru tentatively took the initiative to probe Uchiha A-Fen's bottom line.
"Uh"

Uchiha Afen was stunned. How could this female subordinate be so perceptive? All the lewd words he had prepared were instantly rendered meaningless.
"you sure?"

"I'm willing to give my life for my supervisor!"

After staring at Orochimaru's resolute face for a long time, Uchiha Afen got up, drew the office curtains, and then locked the office door behind him.

After confirming that no one was watching, he turned his head and said with a bright look in his eyes,
"I do have something I need your help with."

"Please speak, supervisor."

Orochimaru practically had "I desperately want to improve" written all over his face.
"Since you're so perceptive, I'll just get straight to the point."

Uchiha Afen nodded in satisfaction and slowly walked to the safe next to him.

After some manipulation, he took out something that Orochimaru recognized very well.
Isn't this the long whip he used to herd pigs in the workshop?

Following that were other unnamed daily necessities.
Okay, okay, this is how you play, right?
Upon seeing these oddly shaped gadgets with unclear purposes, Orochimaru's pupils contracted slightly.
To prevent himself from encountering any misfortune, his hands, which were behind his back, began to secretly form hand seals.
His face showed deep confusion.
"Manager Afen, what are you going to do?"

"From now on, don't call me supervisor, and I won't call you Mengzi anymore."

Uchiha Afen placed the tools he had in front of Orochimaru one by one.

As he spoke, his breathing gradually became rapid, and a faint blush crept onto his pale cheeks.
Tsk!
Orochimaru frowned, his crimson eyes revealing a visible look of disgust.
His hands behind his back had already formed hand seals, and a terrifying killing move was ready to be unleashed, just waiting to obliterate Uchiha Afen into dust.

"Yes! Absolutely right, that's exactly the look I wanted!"

Uchiha Afen's joyful shout abruptly interrupted his casting bar.
P.S.: Some of Wa's daily life is omitted here. The deleted scenes are not erotic, so those who missed them don't need to be disappointed.

……

What happened next shattered Orochimaru's worldview in every sense of the word.

No one knows the details of how he accomplished the mission of getting close to Uchiha Afen.

No one knows what he saw or experienced in the office that day.
Even after the mission was completed, he remained silent about his experience.

But those familiar with him noticed that the once optimistic and positive Orochimaru seemed to have changed.
He became taciturn, psychologically twisted, and...

Is she radiating an increasingly maternal glow?

It wasn't until many years later, in his autobiography, that Orochimaru indirectly mentioned this little-known experience.

Although it's only a short sentence, it's enough to evoke a wealth of thoughts in the reader and resonate deeply with the reviewers.
Throughout my life, I've only ever felt fear towards two things: one, iced Americano; two, my junior classmate Wa...

……

When it was lunchtime at the factory, the group of people who had been lying in wait gathered together again.
Jiraiya ate his freshly ordered fast food while frowning with worry in his eyes.

"Why hasn't Orochimaru returned yet? Could something have happened to him?"

"Don't you trust him completely?"

Tsunade picked at the colorful and fragrant pre-cooked dishes in front of her, looking completely uninterested. She was still wallowing in the frustration of lacking her feminine charm and had absolutely no desire to eat.

Sitting next to Jiraiya, Sakumo Hatake pulled off his mask, swiftly devoured the food on his plate, and then looked up thoughtfully.

"We're short on manpower lately, is Orochimaru still working overtime?"

He was so busy that the blade of the castration knife he used was worn dull.

“I just went to the quarantine department and took a look. Orochimaru is not in the workshop.”

As a member of the patrol and security team, Kato Dan enjoyed a level of freedom of movement that the others didn't. Out of concern for Orochimaru, he specifically went to the quarantine department's workshop, but unfortunately, he didn't find Orochimaru.

"Duan, aren't you going to eat?"

Might Guy, who was shoveling rice into his mouth, looked at Kato Dan, whose table was now empty, with a puzzled expression.

"I'm not feeling well."

Only then did everyone notice that Kato Dan's face was somewhat pale.
Gululu~
"Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom."

With a churning sound, Kato Dan clutched his stomach, stood up, and staggered towards the toilet.

"Everyone, please take care of yourselves these next few days and avoid eating unhygienic food."

Recalling the walnut soil that Kato Dan had carried that morning, Tsunade's face showed a hint of realization. She then earnestly warned the others,

"Take, for example, that Hualai Tu store at the entrance of the village."

"Ehualai Tu? I actually quite like their fried chicken!"

Jiraiya frowned upon hearing this. He was a loyal customer of Valais, and the delicious, sweet fried chicken kept him coming back for more.

"I would also like!"

"That's a brand endorsed by Sadako Aji, I've been eating it like crazy!"

The others responded enthusiastically, and a discussion among Hualai Tu users ensued.

"However, the fried chicken these past few days does feel a bit different from before."

"You think so too?"

"Yeah, I heard they replaced the fried chicken worker in the kitchen with a temporary one."

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

Meanwhile, inside the kitchen of Hualaitu at the village entrance, a series of urgent bird calls abruptly ceased amidst the explosion.

"Fugaku, why did you fry the oil again?"

Upon hearing the commotion, the manager of Hualai Village lifted the curtain at the back of the kitchen and looked helplessly at Uchiha Fugaku, who was standing on a stool in charge of frying chicken.
"I'm sorry, store manager, I'll turn the power down a bit right away."

Fugaku Uchiha awkwardly dispersed the electricity in his palm. Tomorrow was the last day of the deadline, but he still couldn't control Chidori skillfully.
"I've taught you so many times! If the oil temperature is too high, it will splatter, but if the oil temperature isn't high enough, the chicken will be burnt on the outside and raw on the inside. Customers who eat it will definitely get diarrhea!" (End of Chapter)

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