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

"What a deeply moving display of camaraderie!"

Seeing the two getting along so well, Uchiha Gin nodded in satisfaction.
He put a lot of effort into creating the Red Belly Claw. In addition to the chakra materialization function required for knight armor, he also applied no less than a hundred sealing techniques to it.
The reason Black Zetsu was tricked into wearing the Red Bellyguard was to lock this filial son inside the clone's body, so that his older cousin would be in charge of supervising him and preventing him from causing trouble.
"Big cousin, this is yours."

Uchiha Gin couldn't let his younger cousin work for nothing, so he immediately took out the Decade enhancement items he had made a long time ago from the backpack behind him.

A magenta-colored touchscreen device.

"Is this the ninja tool that can make me stronger?"

"That's right, but you need to collect all the Tailed Beast Rider cards before you can activate its power."

Madara Uchiha frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed his brow.

"Okay, I'll speed things up."

Since inheriting the name of Decade, his focus has been on tracking down the mastermind behind the clones, and he has collected very few Tailed Beast Rider cards.

It now seems he needs a two-pronged approach: while defeating the clones, he also needs to have a heart-to-heart talk and a fistfight with the original Tailed Beast Riders.

With this in mind, Madara Uchiha lost all desire to linger in Konoha's tranquility any longer. His mother, Hashira, was still somewhere waiting for him to save her, and the peace of the ninja world needed his protection.
Just as my older cousin said, with great power comes great responsibility.
"Izuna, Sasuke, pack your things, we should get going."

On a small path dozens of miles from Konoha,
Uchiha Gin bid a final farewell to Uchiha Madara and the others. Looking at the three who were fully prepared to depart, he nodded gently, his face filled with reluctance.
"Take care, and remember to come back to me if you encounter any difficulties."

His younger brother is getting older, more independent, and has his own career to pursue. As the older brother, he naturally wants to give him his full support.

"Don't worry, cousin, we'll still come back to see you on your birthday."

Madara Uchiha, keeping his feelings of gratitude hidden, replied with a smile.

"Isn't that next month? Have you prepared the gift? I want one."

"Uh, maybe we should just skip it this year."

Seeing Uchiha Gin already having his birthday gift custom-made, Uchiha Madara's expression stiffened, and he spoke with evasive eyes.

"what?"

"Goodbye, Big Cousin!"

Before Uchiha Gin could react, Uchiha Madara took off running and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Sasuke and Black Zetsu followed closely behind, giving him a deep look before leaving. Uchiha Gin read resentment in that look.
"Big brother, are you sure you don't want to tell me about what happened in the Land of Waves?"

Izuna didn't rush to leave. After confirming that Madara Uchiha was far away, he asked with a troubled expression, "The matter of the Land of Waves has always been a knot in my heart."
"Even your uncle isn't worried, why are you?"

If my younger cousin knew that I was actually a rich kid, I probably wouldn't be as career-driven as I am now.

Sons should be raised frugally.
"Alright, I'll leave Fugaku in your care, cousin. I'll protect you from behind."

Izuna gave a word of advice, then flew off in the direction Madara Uchiha had gone.

Watching his younger cousin's departing figure, Uchiha Gin suddenly felt a sense of loss and melancholy, shaking his head and sighing like a lonely old man.

"Everyone's busy, busy. Being busy is good~"

Now, Black Zetsu, the master of backstabbing, has been forcibly whitewashed and turned into an ally. Uchiha Gin only hopes that his cousin will not repeat the mistakes of the original timeline and be misled by some unfounded prophecies into becoming the enemy of the entire ninja world.

With one worry gone, Uchiha Gin strolled leisurely home.
"Curly-haired baboon! Something terrible has happened in the tribe!"

As soon as he stepped inside, Senju Itama, her face beaming with gossip, couldn't wait to share the tidbits she'd just gleaned from the local aunties.

"Oh, oh, oh~ what's wrong now?"

Uchiha Gin casually changed his slippers while asking a perfunctory question.

He really didn't believe that, given the current state of the Uchiha clan, anything serious could possibly happen.
"There's a traitor in the family!"

"what?"

Uchiha Gin paused in taking off his shoes, slowly turning his head. His handsome face, usually filled with dead fish eyes, was completely bewildered.
"Misaka gave birth?"

"You pervert! Mikoto is only six years old!"

Upon hearing this, he quickly looked at the calendar and saw that it still showed Konoha Year 30, confirming that he hadn't transmigrated into a dungeon called the Night of the Clan Massacre.

"Phew, thank goodness~"

With a long sigh of relief, Uchiha Gin put on his slippers, went to the refrigerator in the living room, took out a bottle of chilled mentholatum, unscrewed it, and adopted a look of eager listening.

Senju Itama brought over a cup, and Uchiha Gin, being quite perceptive, poured her a cup.
"What traitor? Tell me."

"I heard it from an older woman. Her son works as a technician at the meat processing plant, and she said that the plant was robbed last night."

Senju Itama took a small sip of her drink, her eyes crinkling with happiness, and then she truthfully shared the gossip she had overheard while grocery shopping.
Meat processing plant robbed?
That's it?

Uchiha Gin blinked in confusion, looking with considerable pity at the iced tea in his hand that he was using to enjoy with his gossip.

Sigh. What a waste!
"How many pigs have been lost?"

"Not a pig."

ha?
If a meat processing plant doesn't lose pigs, how can it lose face?
"What was lost were secret documents from the meat processing plant."

What secrets could a meat processing plant possibly have?

Uchiha Gin scoffed at this. How could he, as the technical advisor, not know that the Uchiha Meat Processing Plant was capable?
"I already said it's a secret, how could I possibly know?"

Senju Itama shrugged, his gossip, which felt like scratching an itch through a boot, left Uchiha Gin feeling uneasy and extremely uncomfortable. Putting down his tasteless iced tea, he said with a displeased expression,

"Please, next time you share gossip, please make sure you find out all the details first."

"Why don't you go ask Lü Cha? He should know the inside story."

"It's too late, I don't want to go out."

As an elder, Uchiha Ryōzachi might know the inside story of the meat processing plant theft, but Uchiha Gin had already taken off his shoes, which meant he would never leave the house again that day, even if it meant death.

Even if a rice-carrying man who claimed to be a god came, he couldn't shake his determination to stay at home.

Unlike Uchiha Gin, who was lying around like a dead fish, the Uchiha meat processing plant was brightly lit after work.

Inside the chairman's office at the meat processing plant, Uchiha Setsuna, his face so dark it was almost dripping with gloom, stared intently at the people lined up before him with bloodshot eyes, his tone even colder than his expression.
"I'm giving you one last chance. Who exactly leaked the meat processing plant's top secrets?"

"Boss, rule me out first, I'm on maternity leave these days!"

Wearing sunglasses, Uchiha Zhou raised his hand. His wife had given birth to a son a few days prior, and he had a solid alibi for the theft of the meatpacking plant documents.
"Me too, I just happen to have my day off today."

"I also."

"I"

Following Uchiha Zhou's good start, the other meat processing plant management members in the office all produced their alibis.

After everyone had presented their evidence, only one man in a white suit and flashy glasses remained silent.

"Ah Fen." "Boss, I'm innocent!"

Unlike other management members who slack off and coast through their days, A-Fen, who had just been promoted, had been working diligently on the front lines these past few days, all to show Uchiha Setsuna his change of heart.

But now it seems that being overly diligent by oxen and horses isn't necessarily a good thing.
"I believe you wouldn't do such a thing."

Uchiha Setsuna nodded expressionlessly. He trusted this subordinate who had followed him for many years.
"woooooo"

Ah Fen was moved to tears upon hearing this, but Uchiha Setsuna's next words plunged him into an icy abyss.
"But your subordinates might not be so."

"I remember you recently promoted a Laopai employee to be your assistant, is that true?"

Flipping through the personnel transfer files in front of him, Uchiha's gaze suddenly turned sinister as it fell on a photo of a woman with long, straight black hair and a cool, aloof demeanor. His brows furrowed tightly.

Where is this person now?

"Boss, you mean Mengzi? Impossible! I've investigated Mengzi's background, there's absolutely no problem with her!"

Uchiha Afen quickly spoke up to explain for his little assistant, saying that he had no habit of betraying his mother.

"Snapped!"

Seeing that A-Fen was clearly bewitched by his good looks, Uchiha Setsuna slammed his fist on the table, his face turning as cold as ice.
"I don't care about any of that. I'm giving you five minutes to bring her to me."

"Yes Yes."

Uchiha Afen, his head pounding like a pestle, scrambled out of the office.
As time ticked by, Uchiha Setsuna's expression grew increasingly grim.

"Creak."

Finally, ten minutes later, Uchiha Afen, his face ashen, shakily pushed open the office door. Under the watchful eyes of his colleagues, he collapsed to the floor, muttering incoherently.

"No, that's impossible. Mommy, Mommy, why would you lie to me?"

At this moment, the answer was obvious. Uchiha Setsuna closed his eyes and waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to take the traitor Uchiha Afen away.
After a few seconds of silence, Uchiha Setsuna slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with barely suppressed rage.

That was the Uchiha meat processing plant's most important trade secret. If it were to fall into the hands of their competitors, the clan's thriving pig farming business would suffer a devastating blow.

"Pass on my order: the entire security force is to be mobilized. Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we must bring this female thief to justice!"

Upon receiving the order, his subordinates immediately scattered, and tonight Konoha was destined to have a sleepless night.
"Zhou, go and find out which other employees have suddenly left without saying goodbye."

"Yes!"

To be able to steal confidential documents from a heavily guarded meat processing plant, this thief certainly didn't act alone; there must have been someone else inside the plant assisting her.
Once they catch one of them, they can follow the clues and wipe out the entire theft gang!
Konoha streets,

"Police unit is on a case, all of you get out of the way!"

Squads of serious-looking members of the Konoha Police Force traversed the village's streets and alleys, carrying newly issued bounty posters, conducting searches from house to house.

Even passersby were not spared; they were all forced to line up and be questioned.

However, it is well known that murderers always return to the crime scene to admire their masterpiece.
And so, the security team members, carrying the wanted posters, randomly stopped a group of six who were deliberately passing by.

Have you seen this woman before?

"No."

Having reverted to his true form, Jiraiya looked at the enlarged photograph in the hands of the security team members and shook his head solemnly.

"next."

"Me too."

The good-natured Might Guy revealed a simple smile, successfully deceiving the Uchiha clan's supposed all-seeing "Eye of God."
Have you seen this woman before?

"Is she pretty?"

When asked about Orochimaru, he didn't rush to answer; instead, he asked the guards members questions with great interest.
Unexpectedly, the security guards took the initiative and were taken aback. Their gaze swept over the alluring long black hair in the photo in their hand, and before they knew it, they had blurted out their true feelings.
"I'm not blind! This thief is definitely top-notch. Wait, I asked you to answer a question, why are you asking me instead?"

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to avoid embarrassing himself in front of everyone. Enraged, he glared fiercely at Orochimaru before impatiently ignoring him.
Have you seen this woman before?

"Do you think she's prettier or I'm prettier?"

"Next!"

Yet another guy giving an irrelevant answer. Exhausted, the security team member ignored Tsunade, whose eyes were practically screaming "competition," and shifted his gaze to the white-haired youth behind her.

"Forget it, let's go."

He hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside to let the six people leave.

"Hmm? Why did you stop asking?"

Hatake Sakumo looked at the tired-looking security team members with a puzzled expression. He was about to give Orochimaru a proper evaluation of his cross-dressing!

"I know you."

Jiraiya and the others were taken aback. They hadn't had much contact with the Uchiha clan, and their reputation wasn't widespread. How could this unfamiliar member of the security team know them?
"You must be students taught by Master Yin, right?"

Upon hearing the name Uchiha Gin, the others finally showed expressions of realization.
They were indeed sparred with by Uchiha Gin a few years ago, and perhaps that's when this random Uchiha caught their attention.
"I hope you catch the criminal soon."

With a complicated expression, the six nodded to the dutiful security guard, then headed towards their destination, West Street, without looking back.

"I never imagined that Grandpa Yin's name would be more useful than my teacher's."

On the way, Jiraiya recalled his recent experience and said with a sigh,

He, Orochimaru, and Tsunade were all disciples of the Third Hokage, and by all accounts, they were standard second-generation Hokage who could practically do whatever they wanted in the village. Yet, they were still stopped and questioned by the security forces.

"When it comes to seniority, who in the entire Hidden Leaf Village can compare to Gintoki?"

Tsunade pursed her lips and retorted,

While Uchiha Gin's power and strength might not be among the top in Konoha, in terms of seniority, Konoha truly couldn't find anyone who could rival him.

"In short, we must thank Grandpa Yin for saving us a lot of trouble."

Orochimaru, the temporary leader of this mission, shook his head, his golden snake eyes reflecting the neon lights of West Street.
Once this mission is successfully completed, they will officially embark on their official careers, and a future even more dazzling than the West Street lighthouse will await them.

Jiraiya, always eager to show off, stood before the West Street archway ahead of the others, his rugged face filled with arrogance.

Although he won by default this time, it doesn't diminish his current smugness.

"Haha! This old man is back again!"

Hearing his arrogant shout, a flamboyantly dressed head peeked out from the alleyway, its heavy foundation appearing even paler under the light.

"Young man, you're patronizing my business again! Come in, let me have a word with you." (End of Chapter)