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

Chapter 689 What kind of teeth does Konoha have?

Gin Uchiha, completely absorbed in his battle of wits with the female spy, didn't notice Jiraiya and the others standing dumbfounded at the shop entrance.
His lecherous eyes darted around the alluring woman with long, straight black hair beside him, while his restless hands casually caressed her glossy, black stockinged thighs.

"I didn't expect that Yumeko-chan, who looks so delicate, is actually quite strong~"

"I exercise regularly."

Orochimaru, disguised as Jabami Yumeko, was quite pleased with himself as he playfully slapped away the restless large hand. Looking at Uchiha Gin, who was completely captivated by him, Orochimaru...

Even his trusted old man Gintoki couldn't see through this disguise; infiltrating the Uchiha meat processing plant's management was a piece of cake for him.
"Has Yumeko-chan's friend not arrived yet?"

Uchiha Gin, whose hand had been slapped away, chuckled, a lecherous glint in his eyes.

This spy is something else; even though he's so brazen, he hasn't provoked the slightest bit of malice from the other party.
Upon closer examination, it truly is terrifying.
This spy ring must be wiped out!
After flexing his fingers, which were still warm from the heat, Uchiha Gin prepared to act.
Don't worry, Yumeko-chan, I know prison well, I'll come visit you then.

"Let me see."

Unaware of the impending danger, Orochimaru was still turning his head, searching around.

Finally, he found his four companions with complicated expressions at the main entrance, and immediately smiled.
It's time to clear up the misunderstanding and give Grandpa Gin a good taunt!
Orochimaru was completely unguarded around Uchiha Gin. After waving her hand towards the door, she turned her head back, a wicked smile on her face.
"They're here~ Silver Master!"

Her delicate mouth was slightly open, but before she could utter the sarcastic remark she had prepared, a large hand forcefully pressed her down, and a smelly rag used for wiping tables was shoved into her mouth.

"Uh huh huh."

To avoid causing any unnecessary commotion, Uchiha Gin's entire sequence of movements was so fluid and smooth that it was barely louder than the sound of Tsukihime slurping her noodles. Therefore, none of the surrounding diners noticed the commotion at their table.

"Xiao Guang, why aren't you all going to capture all her accomplices right now!"

After swiftly carrying out the arrest operation, Uchiha Gin frowned and whispered a reminder to the Uchiha Hikari and the other girls who were watching the scene, to assist him in capturing his spy accomplice.

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Xiao Guang: ()
Slab room: (￢￢)
Tsukihime: (A)
However, his anxiety was met with strange silence from the three goddesses.

"What are you still doing?"

Uchiha Gin, who was holding down the struggling female spy, looked at the three women with a bewildered expression. This was one of the few serious things he had done recently. Could you at least show some support?

"Grandpa Silver".

Just as Uchiha Gin frowned, a voice with a complex tone called out in his ear.

Looking up, I saw that our helpers had arrived!
"Jiraiya, you've come at the right time! There are several of this female spy's accomplices in the shop. Help me arrest them!"

"Uh"

Jiraiya and the others shifted their gaze to the alluring, long-haired woman with black hair, pinned to the ground by Uchiha Gin and with a smelly rag stuffed in her mouth.
Female spy?
Accomplice?

The thought that Uchiha Gin's so-called accomplices might refer to themselves made Jiraiya and the others' expressions grow increasingly strange.

"Um, Grandpa Yin, isn't there some misunderstanding here?"

Jiraiya carefully chose his words and cautiously inquired,

"How could he be a spy?"

The probability that Orochimaru is a spy is only slightly lower than that of a defector.

"Whether it is or not, we'll find out in the trial. You guys better hurry up, or my manhood will have been sacrificed for nothing if the spy gets away."

"No no no!"

Orochimaru, whose chakra had been sealed by Uchiha Gin, saw Jiraiya and the others as if they were his saviors, and struggled desperately, making whimpering noises.
"Snapped!"

Seeing this, Uchiha Gin gave him a sharp rap on the head.
"Behave yourself and don't even think about notifying your accomplices."

Despite the throbbing pain from the large bump on his head, Orochimaru skillfully used his unusually long and flexible tongue to force the smelly rag out of his mouth.

"Ugh, Jiraiya, say something!"

Ignoring the foul-smelling saliva that was choking her and bringing tears to her eyes, Orochimaru called out to Jiraiya and the others in a breathless voice. Her tear-streaked face was so pitiful that it was hard not to feel sorry for her.

"Ok!"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Gin shuddered, quickly stuffed the rag back in, and looked up at Jiraiya and the others in disbelief.
"You, you guys, are in cahoots?"

Even if he racked his brains, he would never have imagined that Jiraiya and his ilk, with their impeccable revolutionary credentials, would be connected to the female spy he was working for.

"Yeah."*4
Jiraiya and the others nodded without hesitation, their confident expressions making Gin Uchiha wonder if he had entered the world of the Infinite Tsukuyomi.

"I get it, even a lecherous scoundrel can't resist a beautiful woman."

A moment later, Uchiha Gin looked at the four men, excluding Tsunade, and a belated realization dawned on his face.

Even he almost fell for this female spy's trick, let alone that little lecher Jiraiya.
"Where is Orochimaru? If he were here, you would never have gone down this wrong path."

Frowning, Gin Uchiha searched for Orochimaru, the most experienced and reliable member of Jiraiya's team, only to find him absent. This explained why Jiraiya and the others had fallen for the female spy's trap.
"No, Orochimaru is there too."

With a complex expression, Jiraiya gently shook his head.
"Huh? Where is he? Did he go to the bathroom?"

Uchiha Gin was taken aback upon hearing this. Could it be that Orochimaru had also fallen into the hands of the female spy?

"He's here."

"what?"

Following the direction pointed out by Jiraiya and the others, Gin Uchiha's gaze slowly moved down, finally landing on Yumeko Jabami, who looked utterly hopeless.

ten minutes later,

The misunderstanding cleared up, and seeing the familiar long, straight black hair returning from the men's restroom after removing her makeup, Uchiha Silver, sitting upright, raised her eyebrows and took the initiative.

"Orochimaru, really, how could you use this to test your subordinates?"

Recalling the other person's alluring figure and charming face when they disguised themselves, Uchiha Gin added through gritted teeth,

"Which cadre could withstand such a test?"

"Haha~"

"And you, Hikaru, did you recognize him as Orochimaru from the very beginning?"

Following the mocking laughter, they found Uchiha Hikaru gloating. Uchiha Gin, who had stumbled, was flushed with anger.

He knew it! How could any woman be exactly what he fancies? Orochimaru's disguises must be related to Uchiha Hikaru, who knew his preferences perfectly.
"Who knows~"

Uchiha Hikari shrugged, her smile only widening in her slender eyes. She hadn't seen such an entertaining show in years.
"Curly-haired baboon, bastard~ bastard~"

Senju Itama, standing to the side, finally found an opportunity to mock Uchiha Gin. Her mature, pretty face was filled with the arrogant smile unique to a brat.

And Tsukihime,
"Suck slip~suck slip~"

Still slurping noodles

She ate with great relish the fresh melon and delicious noodles. Orochimaru, his face ashen, took his seat. Not daring to vent his anger on Gin Uchiha, he could only direct it at Jiraiya and the others who had arrived late to her rescue.
"Jiraiya, you guys."

"Orochimaru, could you sit further away before you speak?"

The moment he opened his mouth, the lingering stench turned Jiraiya's face pale, and the others pinched their noses and fled from him as if their lives depended on it.

"How can it be repaired?"

Orochimaru was trembling with rage.
He vowed that if he ever became Hokage, every single one of these bastards in front of him would have to work as his toilet attendants!

"Orochimaru-nii, please use this."

Just as Orochimaru was about to turn evil, Nawaki stepped forward and handed him a box of breath-freshening candies.

"Thank you."

Looking at Nawaki's innocent little face, Orochimaru finally felt a little better.
These leaves aren't all just shavings.

Seeing that Orochimaru had accepted his candy, Nawaki hesitated for a moment, then mustered his courage and spoke.

"And also, your women's clothing is fantastic, much more feminine than my sister's female gorilla!"

"Uh"

Orochimaru was taken aback by these words. Under Nawaki's admiring gaze, he was momentarily unsure whether to laugh or cry.
"Rope! Tree!"

"what!?"

Knock bang~ Knock bang~
"sister!"

Hearing the crisp sound of a fist clenching, Nawaki, his face covered in cold sweat, slowly turned his head and gave Tsunade, who was fuming behind him, a smile that looked more like a grimace.
"Suffer to death!"

Tsunade never expected that after declining her aunt's invitation to train and coming to Ichiraku for a meeting, she would hear her own brother's baseless slander against her.
Anyone would find this unbearable.
"Tsunade, calm down! Calm down! Nawaki is your family's only son!"

Kato Dan, who was obsessed with his goddess, quickly stepped forward to stop him.

The kind-hearted Matt Day was not to be outdone.

"That's right, and when Rope Tree said you were a female gorilla, wasn't that a compliment?"

In his eyes, muscular females are the most attractive.
"Ahhh!"

Tsunade went completely berserk, unleashing an indiscriminate attack, one punch after another. Nawaki and Dai were sent flying out of the store, crashing heavily onto the hard concrete in the middle of the street.
"Snapped!"

Kato Dan slapped his forehead upon seeing this.
"Jiraiya, come quick! Tsunade has gone berserk again!"

Jiraiya shook his head, stood up, and sighed with a look of deep regret.
"Sigh~ Dai is really something, with such low emotional intelligence, how will he ever find a wife?"

"It's so lively!"

As the mastermind behind this disaster, Uchiha Gin showed absolutely no remorse, let alone any remorse.
He withdrew his gaze from Jiraiya and the others who had rushed out of the store, and curiously spoke to Sakumo Hatake, who was still sitting calmly.

"Sakumo, aren't you going to help? Jiraiya and Dan have a hard time stopping Tsuna."

"I can no longer lift the knife."

"what?"

Uchiha Gin then noticed that Hatake Sakumo's face was ashen, as if he had burned out completely.
"Take fewer flights, and let the journey continue."

Reaching out and patting him on the shoulder, Uchiha Gin offered earnest advice, speaking from experience.
"It's a mission."

With his last remaining strength, Hatake Sakumo rolled his eyes at Uchiha Gin, who had misunderstood him. He then spread out his trembling hands, revealing a dense array of tiny, visible wounds.

"Ok?"

Uchiha Gin frowned.
Why does it still smell like pig?
"Since it's a mission, I won't ask any more questions. Just be careful."

Uchiha Gin knew which gossip to hear and which to avoid. He naturally wouldn't bother prying into serious matters like missions.

"If there's anything I can help with, just let me know."

Jiraiya and the others were children he had watched grow up. Although he didn't have a master-disciple relationship with Sakumo Hatake and the others, Gin Uchiha would naturally not stand idly by if he could help.

Sensing the concern in Uchiha Gin's words, Sakumo felt a warmth in his heart, but remembering the mission's confidentiality, he immediately shook his head.
"Thank you, Grandpa Yin, but I don't."

But as he spoke, his gaze suddenly fell on the short sword at his waist, its blade already chipped. After a moment's hesitation, Hatake Sakumo untied it and pushed it in front of Uchiha Gin.

"If possible, could you repair and reinforce this dagger?"

Sakumo knew that Uchiha Gin had many titles, one of which was Konoha's number one developer.

To date, he has created many amazing ninja tools, some of which were even used by the former Second Hokage, who personally endorsed them.

"Oh?"

Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow, but did not reach out to take the short blade that Sakumo offered.

It wasn't that he refused,
It's not that he looks down on them,
It's simply because this knife smells terrible.

"Throw it away."

"what?"

This short sword was a legacy left to Sakumo Hatake by his father, who also intended to pass it on to his son.

"If you want to earn the nickname 'Konoha Stinky Fang' or 'Konoha Flirtatious Fang,' then keep this sword."

Uchiha Gin pinched his nose and waved his hand dismissively.

"But this knife is the heirloom of my father."

Sakumo was getting anxious and was about to explain when Uchiha Gin shook his head, interrupting him.

“Your father hopes that you will inherit his iron will, not a cold piece of iron.”

"An iron will"

Upon hearing this rather profound explanation, Sakumo Hatake fell into a brief silence.
He always believed that only by wielding the short blade passed down to him by his father could he unleash the sharpest blade strike.
However, the endless castration of pigs during this period made him doubt his own swordsmanship.
He doubted whether he was worthy to wield the short blade that carried his father's expectations, and whether he had tarnished the honor of the Hatake clan.

Now it seems that I was too focused on the dagger my father left behind, and forgot the reason I wielded it.
It doesn't really matter what kind of knife you hold; only when the person wielding the knife has a firm will can the blade's edge cut through everything.

Having figured everything out, Hatake Sakumo raised his head, the confusion in his eyes vanishing, and the sharp sword intent emanating from his body soared into the sky.
"Have you attained enlightenment?"

Looking at the imposing Hatake Sakumo, Uchiha Gin scratched his head, never expecting that this kid would be so easily persuaded by his few words that he suddenly attained enlightenment.
Although his chakra reserves haven't increased, his swordsmanship has reached the threshold of a swordsman.

The future Sakumo Hatake, who would strike fear into the hearts of his enemies, has now revealed his immature teeth, awaiting only the test of flesh and blood.

Uchiha Gin wasn't stingy either. He rummaged through his bag and finally pulled out a decent-quality short sword from a pile of attack speed-enhancing short swords, handing it over.

"Although I just said that, on the other hand, a good horse needs a good saddle. This short sword that I've treasured for many years will serve as a gift for your promotion!"

(End of this chapter)