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

"Pfft!"

As the pen slipped from the hand of the staff member, who was born into the Uchiha clan, and fell to the ground, a deathly silence descended upon him and his colleagues.

What a pitiful pair of orphans and widows!
What a tale of starting something and then abandoning it!
That devil Gin Uchiha has managed to kill someone without a word, and the victim has even come looking for him. If this news reaches Hikaru Uchiha's ears, the entire Uchiha clan will probably be in an uproar.
Note: Boiling in the physical sense.

"Uh? It's okay if we don't know each other, we can do it ourselves."

Looking at the stunned staff member in front of her with a puzzled expression, Reimu cautiously began to speak.

"Is the man you're talking about someone with naturally curly hair?"

After a long while, the staff member who had come to their senses exchanged a glance with his uniformed colleague beside him, then turned to carefully examine the simply dressed priestess and her apprentice, their eyes filled with a strange look as they spoke.

"That's right! You know him?"

Reimu's eyes lit up upon hearing this; if that were the case, it would save her a lot of trouble.

Do you think I know him or not?

Seeing the priestess and her apprentice weeping with joy, the staff member's eyes suddenly began to dart away. He appeared to be questioning his colleague, but in reality, he was struggling with some kind of internal conflict.
"You can get to know them."

The colleague, who didn't want to get involved in this deadly secret, nodded and patted him on the shoulder with a resolute expression.

He then quickly removed his uniform amidst the questioning gazes of the tourists waiting for inspection, placed a "Service Suspended" sign in front of his workstation, and disappeared into the crowd without looking back, leaving the staff member who had been assisting Reimu standing there bewildered.

"Uncle, do you really know him?"

Suddenly feeling someone tugging at her clothes, the staff member, her face contorted with fear, looked down and met Maitreya's pitiful, large eyes.
For some unknown reason, misled by psychological forces, he actually saw a resemblance to an old friend in the little Maitreya's face, and his sharply defined buttocks began to ache subconsciously.
Who is Uchiha Gin?

It's a butt-slapping demon.
It was an inescapable nightmare on the path of every Uchiha's growth. Very few children in the entire clan hadn't experienced Uchiha Gin's "torture," and these lucky few were clearly not among them.
The humiliating memory of being brutally beaten on the buttocks by Uchiha Gin in his childhood did not disappear with the passage of time; instead, it turned into a deep fear the moment he recalled the other party.

“Young lady, I do know Uchiha Gin.”

She forced a polite smile at Maitreya, and the staff's attitude suddenly changed from indifference to enthusiasm, even bordering on obsequiousness.

As he said this, cold sweat poured down his forehead.

Damn it!
This is Uchiha Gin's illegitimate daughter, who was left out of the family. If he is accused of not treating her well, how will he be able to stay in the clan in the future?

Miss?
Miroku blinked in confusion. No one had ever called her that before. Were the staff of Konoha this polite?
"Great, Maitreya! We've finally found a new home!"

Reimu and Miroku embraced and wept, a scene of "motherly love and filial piety," but it was particularly jarring to the staff.

His biggest regret now is why he came to work today. He's risking his entire future for triple pay. Wouldn't it have been better to stay home and set off firecrackers?
"Please wait a moment, I will personally take you there after I get off work."

"No need, no need, just give us an address."

Looking back at the seemingly endless line, Reimu quickly waved her hand.
It's the Lunar New Year holiday, and working is already tough enough as it is. How can we take up people's rest time as well?

"OK, wait."

Hearing that she wouldn't have to face the butt-striking demon herself, the staff member secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly wrote down the address of Uchiha Gin's residence, and returned it to Reimu along with her pass and identification.
"I hope you two will take good care of me in the future."

"what?"

Before Reimu, holding the address, could even understand what the obsequious staff member was saying, she was pushed through the crowd into the gates of Konoha.
"Phew, finally they're gone. Next one."

Watching the shrine maiden and her apprentice disappear into the vast crowd, the staff member finally let out a long sigh of relief and waved to the next tourist.
Hydrangea?

What a strange name.

He held up his ID and compared it to the baby-faced woman in front of him for a long time, then frowned in confusion.
"You're twenty-eight?"

Is this a disrespect for his professionalism? His appearance and the age on his ID clearly don't match.

"I developed late."

Despite her baby face, Hydrangea was also quite troubled. Her face hadn't changed since she was sixteen, but her voluptuous figure was unmatched by her peers.
"Okay, fine, what's the purpose?"

As their gaze swept over the hydrangea's alluring figure, the staff member's pupils involuntarily contracted slightly, and they almost blurted out an uncivilized comment while watching the game.
"Seeking a master."

"Passed. Have a great time in Konoha."

This was a legitimate reason, and with the materials prepared in advance by the hydrangea, the staff, unable to find any flaws, let her go directly.

Having retrieved her documents and pass, Hydrangea quickly disappeared into the crowd, heading towards two figures, one large and one small, in the distance.

She had overheard Reimu's conversation with the staff; these two had the same goal in coming to Konoha as she did.
only.
"Pah! Shameless old man!"

Hydrangea quietly followed behind the two, sizing up Reimu's childlike figure. Her face flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but spit on the ground.

"At his age, he still does this kind of thing."

According to the information she had, Uchiha Gin was at least sixty years old. He was a shameless bastard who not only seduced such a young girl but also made her give birth to his child. He was a beast among men.

"Master, it's so lively here!"

With Uchiha Gin's address, the master and disciple no longer felt uneasy. Relaxing, Miroku looked around curiously. She hadn't expected that Konoha wasn't just impressive at its gates, but its interior was also far more prosperous than Amegakure.

"Wow~ The person who built this village must be very rich, right?"

Such a wide four-lane avenue would be a rare sight even in the capital of the Land of Fire, not to mention the towering buildings and dazzling shops on both sides. The magnificent sight left the two of them in awe, like country bumpkins just arriving in the city.
"No, when the First and Second Hokage founded Konoha, they were actually heavily in debt."

"Oh?"

Just as Maitreya finished her reflections, she heard a voice in her ear and looked in the direction of the sound with a puzzled expression. She saw that a "tomato and egg" duo had appeared behind them at some point.

They were two children around her age. The blond boy, though his face was still somewhat childish, had a smile that gave off an inexplicable sense of reliability.

The girl standing beside him had a round face and flawless skin; she clearly came from a wealthy family.
Because it was the New Year, the girl's long red hair was elegantly styled in a bun on top of her head, perfectly matching her festive and gorgeous outfit.

Looking enviously at the boy and girl dressed in their festive new clothes, Maitreya couldn't help but purse her lips. She and her master had traveled a long and arduous journey, and their clothes were only slightly better than those of the beggars on the roadside.

"A mountain of debt?"

Reimu didn't have any thoughts of comparison. When she heard the blond boy say that the founder of Konoha Village was also heavily in debt, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in surprise.

"My grandfather was one of the craftsmen who built Konoha Village. The wages owed by the First Hokage when he built the village were only settled a few years ago."

"Are you a local, buddy?"

Hearing this, Reimu's eyes lit up. Although she had Gin Uchiha's address, she was unfamiliar with the area and finding him would be very difficult. She was just worried about not having a guide.

"Yes, you two are tourists, right? My name is Minato Namikaze, nice to meet you." The blond boy was none other than Minato, who was on vacation. Kushina had dragged him out for a stroll, and he happened to overhear Miroku's remark. Being the helpful boy he was, he couldn't resist offering his answer.

“My name is Reimu, and hers is Miroku. We are both from the Land of Rain and the Land of Demons.”

Reimu, who could immediately see Minato's helpful nature, rubbed her hands together and introduced him with a smile.

"Ghost country?"

The name of this country was somewhat unfamiliar to Shuimen, and his eyes, always eager to learn, couldn't help but gleam with curiosity.

"Ugh! What a terrifying name, Minato. Let's stay away from them!"

Kushina fears nothing and no one except the supernatural. Just hearing the name of the Land of Demons sent shivers down her spine, so she quickly grabbed Minato and tried to leave.

"Little sister, please don't misunderstand. The Land of Demons also has another name: the Land of Shamans. We are professional shrine maidens from the Land of Demons."

Reimu couldn't just watch her cooked guide fly away like that, so she immediately whispered mysteriously.

"Miko?"

In Kushina's mind, shrine maidens should be solemn and sacred beings. Reimu in front of her didn't look like a proper shrine maiden at all, especially with that red and white shrine maiden outfit that exposed her armpits. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was from the West City.

“That’s right. If Minato is willing to show us around Konoha’s customs and culture, I wouldn’t mind telling your fortunes about marriage.”

"Leave it to me! Minato, you're a local, so hurry up and explain to the priestess!"

Upon hearing about fortune-telling, Kushina, who was initially somewhat fearful, instantly switched to a fighting expression, grabbed the bewildered Minato, and dragged him towards Reimu's side.
"I'm sorry, Kushina is just like that all the time."

After straightening his rumpled clothes, Minato nodded helplessly to Reimu and her master.
Looking up at Minato's handsome face, Reimu used the jargon of a street fortune teller, ready to give this enthusiastic young man a good talking-to.
"It's alright, thank you, sir. Judging from your face, you look like you'll live to be a hundred years old."

As a result, a flash of purple light appeared in her eyes, followed by a series of unpleasant images, and her smiling expression instantly froze on her face.

"My lady, what did you say?"

"It's nothing. I just think this young man is destined for a high position."

With a complicated look in her eyes, Reimu turned to look at Kushina, who was standing to the side with a curious expression. This girl had such an air of nobility; surely she hadn't also perished?

"Young lady, your face... well, you look..."

"What's wrong, Lady Shrine Maiden?"

Kushina looked at Reimu, whose face was full of complicated emotions, with a puzzled expression. Did Reimu's new clothes and hair accessories not match today?

"You two will definitely have a big, healthy son in the future."

Having foreseen the events of the Nine-Tailed Night, Reimu rubbed her aching temples and managed to extract one piece of relatively good news from a mountain of bad news.

"Ugh! Honestly, who wants to have a baby with him!"

With her face flushed red with shame and indignation, Kushina raised her small, blue-glowing fist and "lightly" punched Minato's back.
"puff!"

"Hey buddy, you're not dead, are you?"

Reimu looked at Minato with a worried expression, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth yet he still smiled. For someone of that strength to have lived that long was indeed remarkable.

"Cough cough. It's alright, it's alright."

Minato coughed twice, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and began to fulfill his duties as a guide.

"Where would you two like to go?"

"Um... could you take us to try some of Konoha's specialties?"

Reimu, who had originally intended to go directly to Gin Uchiha, turned back to see Miroku's stomach rumbling, hesitated for a moment, and decided to fill her stomach first.
"Then you've come to the right person. When it comes to Konoha's cuisine, I know more about it than anyone else."

Before graduating, Minato, who had worked as a food delivery driver for a long time, patted his chest confidently.
To help Gin Uchiha complete D-rank missions, he had a lot of dealings with Konoha's restaurant industry.

"Mirai, what would you like to eat?"

"I don't know either."

The sudden question left Maitreya, who was starving and practically on the verge of losing her senses, completely bewildered. The commercial streets on both sides offered a dazzling array of food, and she was already overwhelmed by the choices; how could she possibly make a definite decision?

"How about fried chicken?"

Kushina, standing to the side, looked Miroku up and down, who looked rather disheveled, and suddenly suggested,

"The fried chicken shop in the east of the village recently launched a limited-edition honey mustard flavor, which may not be available after the Chinese New Year."

Fried chicken? Honey mustard!

When Miroku heard "fried chicken," she didn't react much. However, the moment she heard the words "honey mustard," her dull eyes instantly lit up with a dazzling light.

"I want to eat! I want to eat!"

Seeing her disciple raise her little hand with an expectant look, Reimu affectionately patted her head.

"I really can't do anything with you, so I'll have to trouble you two to lead the way."

Having chosen their destination, the four embarked on their journey to the fried chicken shop in the east of the village.

Along the way, Minato patiently explained the history and culture of Konoha to Reimu and the other girl.

"Look at that building, that's the Hokage Building in Konoha. The top brick was laid by my grandfather."

"You asked me why those three rock paintings have different styles? The First Hokage's Hokage Rock was personally created by the Second Hokage, who poured a lot of effort into it. As for the Second Hokage, maybe it's because the First Hokage didn't have much artistic talent?"

"Those patrolmen are the Uchiha security team. If you have any trouble, just go to them. You know the Uchiha, right? They're the biggest gang in Konoha."

As he spoke, Minato, who had been talking non-stop, suddenly stopped, glancing subtly behind him out of the corner of his eye. His expression visibly turned serious.
Reimu and her companion, who were listening to the gossip with great interest, blinked in confusion.
Why did you stop talking?

It has a tail.

"what?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm familiar with this kind of thing."

Minato raised his hand to signal the two not to panic, then turned and shouted fearfully at the passing patrol team.
"Uncle police officers, there's a strange auntie over there following us!" (End of Chapter)