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

"Madam, please come with us."

Hydrangea stared stiffly at the group of people with conjunctivitis surrounding her, inwardly cursing the meddlesome blond brat to the core.

While her hiding skills weren't particularly advanced, she shouldn't have been discovered by a boy who looked to be only ten years old. It just goes to show that Konoha's reputation as a cradle of geniuses is truly well-deserved.

"You've misunderstood. I just happened to be going the same way as them."

"On the way?"

The Uchiha clansman leading the group squinted at Hydrangea's harmless baby face, finding no trace of transformation or disguise on her. However, since a member of the public had reported it, they felt it was their responsibility to investigate thoroughly.
Carefully reviewing the passes and other documents handed over by Hydrangea, the Uchiha clansman leading the group looked down at the whistleblower beside him.

Do you know her?

He remembered this kid; he was the lackey of the butt-slapping demon silver, and neither reason nor emotion could he afford to be negligent, so he spoke with an exceptionally gentle tone.

Upon hearing this, Minato glanced at Reimu and her apprentice behind him, the questioning look clearly visible in his azure eyes.
Maitreya frowned, tugged at the sleeve of the teacher beside him, and whispered,

"Master, why does this lady look a little familiar?"

"Really? I don't remember that."

Reimu shook her head, and as she spoke, she gave Hydrangea's two lumps of fat on her chest a hateful look, her jealousy clearly visible.
With such a youthful face, yet possessing a heart more magnanimous than that of a mature woman, it's simply heinous!

As a high-ranking member of Amegakure, Hydrangea usually works in the research institute, leading a secluded life.

Her most recent appearance was during Hanzo's battle with the Four-Tails; Reimu and her master only caught a glimpse of her from afar, so it's understandable that they didn't recognize her.
"do not know."

Minato didn't have the bad habit of falsely accusing others. Hearing the conversation between the master and apprentice, he directly shook his head at the security team members.
"Don't you recognize me? Then it might indeed be a misunderstanding."

After verification by the security team, there were no issues with Hydrangea's information. If she were truly a pervert or a kidnapper, she wouldn't have been so easily discovered by the children she was targeting.
With the Lunar New Year approaching and many people on the streets, such misunderstandings are easily generated.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Now that even the security team had confirmed that the strange aunt who had secretly followed them all the way was not a suspicious person, Minato, realizing he had misjudged her, scratched his head and bowed sincerely to the displeased Hydrangea.
"It's alright, it's good that the misunderstanding has been cleared up. Actually, it's my fault, because I just happened to hear that you were going to a fried chicken shop. Since it's my first time in Konoha, I also wanted to try the local specialty."

Seeing that Minato's attitude of admitting his mistake was good, Hydrangea's coldness immediately faded a bit. She glanced at Reimu and her apprentice without leaving a trace, then pretended to be embarrassed.

"I see."

Minato nodded with a look of realization. Since it was on the way, after obtaining the consent of Reimu and her apprentice, he invited Hydrangea, who had already exchanged names with everyone, to join the tourism (silver-hunting) team he was leading, and headed towards the fried chicken shop in the east of the village.

Along the way, Minato, who was in charge of guiding, walked ahead of the group, earnestly explaining the history and culture of Konoha to them. Meanwhile, Kushina, sandwiched between Reimu and her disciples and the Hydrangea, had a cute expression with her delicate eyebrows furrowed.

Looking to her left at Reimu's perfectly flat chest, then to her right at Hydrangea's swaying, terrifying breasts, the conflict on her face deepened.

Why are there such big differences between women?

Finally, after a fierce internal struggle, she mustered her courage and spoke to the hydrangea on her right.

"Sister Hydrangea, how can I become a mature woman like you?"

"Uh?"

Hydrangea, who was pondering what reason to give to continue following Reimu and her master after finishing her fried chicken, paused slightly upon hearing this.

I?
Mature?

This was the first time in her life that someone had called her a mature woman, and Hyakki was naturally happy, looking at Kushina with more affection.

"Huh? Kushina, if we're talking about maturity, I could be..."

"Master, shut up."

Reimu, who was standing nearby, was immediately displeased upon hearing Kushina's question. She opened her mouth to speak up for herself, but before she could finish, she was betrayed by her little apprentice whom she had raised for many years.
"Your place is far inferior to others."

Miroku made a knife-cutting gesture in front of his chest with a serious expression, as a reminder to Reimu, whose face was ashen, to know her place.

Reimu: OΓZ
Hydrangea glanced at Reimu, whose chest remained perfectly flat even though she was already in a state of shock, and a victor's smile curled at the corner of her mouth.

Even if she is a science and engineering student, she still has at least a competitive spirit when it comes to this kind of contest that concerns women's dignity.

"A woman's maturity is never measured by her body shape."

Pushing up her ethereal glasses, Hydrangea instantly switched to a serious, battle-ready expression and said...

"You bastard."

Reimu, who was feeling dejected, perked up her ears. These words struck her heart like a dagger across a barren plain, and for a moment, a strange look appeared in her eyes when she looked at the hydrangea.
"Because body shape is the most basic requirement for entry."

As she said this, Hydrangea deliberately puffed out her chest.

Duang~Duang~
Boom!

Reimu, kneeling on the ground, clenched her fists; she had ultimately misplaced her trust.

"Then I."

Upon hearing this, Kushina looked down at her slightly undulating hill, her eyes filled with worry. Could she really become a mature woman?

"Don't worry, you're just starting your development. Judging from the current trend, I guarantee your future is very promising."

Hydrangea, from the perspective of a human anatomy expert, carefully analyzed Kushina's development and drew a conclusion that wasn't bad.
"Really? That's great!"

"You watch this too?"

Reimu scrambled to her feet, her gaze towards the hydrangea now strange.
So it turns out I've run into a competitor!

It turns out that this baby-faced, big-breasted girl, like her, can see a person's future.
"I'm different from you; I believe in science."

Hydrangea shook her head. She was a true scientist; how could she be lumped together with Reimu, a feudalist warrior?
"Uh, then check if I have any left."

"There's no hope. The children will only suffer."

"."

"Sister Hydrangea! What about me! What about me!" Little Maitreya, always eager for a good show, joined in, puffing out his back and displaying his nascent little mound to the expert.
"A real man~Moe Dano!"

Hydrangea gave a thumbs-up to the expectant Maitreya, and nodded firmly.

"Yay!"

Meanwhile, Senju Itama and Uchiha Hikaru, having finished their shopping spree in the commercial district, put down their bags and took a break at an open-air cafe on the street.

"Why are there so many people this year?"

Holding a cup of hot cocoa, Senju Itama looked on with curiosity at the bustling crowds on the street. She remembered that there weren't this many people last year.
"Who knows? Maybe there are some new tourism policies that benefit the people."

Uchiha Hikaru stirred her coffee with elegance, her tone unhurried and composed, displaying the demeanor of a mature woman.

Just as the two were enjoying their afternoon tea, a hurried figure flashed out from the crowd and landed in front of them.

"How come you still have the leisure to drink coffee here?"

"Sister Zhili, what happened?"

Senju Itama blinked in confusion, looking at the Uchiha Osamu before her, whose breathing was disordered. She hadn't seen him show such a tense expression in a long time.
"Something big has happened."

Uchiha Osamu, letting out a long sigh, looked at the two with a disappointed expression.

Is this how you guard the base?

They were kept in the dark when their home was robbed.

Because of his nepotism with Uchiha Gin, Uchiha Osamu had a paid but unpaid job within the clan. He only needed to occasionally report to the clan to receive a generous salary.
Since it was almost Chinese New Year, she thought she would go to her clan to collect the holiday benefits and bring back rice, flour, oil, and other necessities to give to her mother.

As soon as she stepped into the tribe's territory, she noticed many tribespeople looking at her strangely, whispering and pointing at her.

Completely bewildered, she sensed something was amiss, so she randomly grabbed a passing member of her tribe to ask, but the man was clearly hesitant and remained tight-lipped about her questions.

Just as Uchiha Osamu was considering whether to use his Mangekyou Sharingan's rewind ability to investigate personally, Uchiha Fugaku, with a gossipy look on his face, happened to appear.

This scoundrel nephew, who was as corrupt as his father, immediately approached her with a mysterious look on his face and asked if she wanted a brand-new melon for only ten thousand taels of silver.
"Crack!"

"You mean, Ah Yin had an affair with a woman from another country, and now she's come to our door with her child, claiming him as her father?"

Uchiha Hikaru stared coldly at the broken coffee cup in front of him, his voice carrying a chill that sent shivers down the spines of passersby.
"At least that's what Fugaku said."

Uchiha Shigeaki nodded, his face ashen.

Upon learning this news, she immediately went to Uchiha Gin's mansion to confirm, only to find that no one was home.

After using his decent sensory abilities to circle the village a few times, spending some time, he finally found Uchiha Hikaru and his companion who were having coffee there.
"Where did this news originate?"

Of course, Hikari Uchiha wouldn't believe only this side of the story. After all, she and Gin Uchiha had shared a bed for so many years; there was still a basic level of trust between them, even among long-married couples.
"The news was first spread by a member of the clan who was checking tourists at the village entrance, so it is quite credible."

The person who spread this news was the Uchiha clan member who had temporarily skipped work out of fear of being implicated.
This news was so explosive that it was arguably the biggest gossip in the Uchiha clan, and even in the entire Hidden Leaf Village, over the past decade or so.

Those who can hold back from saying it might be able to unleash a kaleidoscope tonight.

"How can it be repaired?"

Senju Itama, standing to the side, clenched his fists, veins bulging, his entire body radiating a blue light. The terrifying aura emanating from him nearly knocked over the innocent coffee-drinking crowd around them.
"I told you long ago that that curly-haired baboon likes to go into heat everywhere, and look, it really did result in a death."

"Calm down, what kind of behavior is this?"

Glancing coldly at Senju Itama, who had transformed into a female tyrant, Uchiha Hikaru tossed aside the bent coffee stirring spoon in his hand and asked in a stiff tone,
"Have you investigated the other party's background?"

"This happened so suddenly, I haven't had time to investigate yet."

Sensing the chilling aura emanating from Uchiha Hikaru at close range, the stiff-bodied Uchiha couldn't help but swallow hard.
As expected, she's still far from being as good as Hikaru-senpai!
"Forget it, it's not your fault. Let's ask the person who started this problem directly."

She gracefully stood up, and the chair beneath Uchiha's bare bottom instantly crumbled into pieces. She glanced coldly at the trembling clerk and tossed him a sizable banknote.

"compensation."

"Welcome to visit us again!"

"Senior Guang, where should we go to find Mr. Yin?"

Following behind Uchiha Hikari, Uchiha Osamu cautiously asked, "My initial target was actually Uchiha Gin, but for some reason, I couldn't sense his presence."

"I have my own way."

Without turning his head, Uchiha Baldy spoke, his cold eyes gradually turning a terrifying crimson, and a complex pattern appeared within them.

【Pupil Technique - Eight Thousand Spears】

"Uh?"

Almost at the same time, Uchiha Gin, who had been strolling along, suddenly stopped in front of the fried chicken shop, looking down in confusion at the Mangekyou Sharingan mark on the back of his hand that was flashing on and off.
"Xiao Guang?"

This is a link mark that Uchiha Hikaru imprinted on him decades ago, allowing them to sense each other's exact location even when they are separated by vast distances.

"Isn't it?"

Uchiha Gin scratched his head helplessly. It was just sneaking out to eat some snacks, why did he have to use his Mangekyou Sharingan to find him?
As he grumbled, he clenched his fist, and a mysterious power emanated from it, temporarily suppressing Uchiha Hikaru's eye power. The pattern flashing on the back of his hand also dimmed and disappeared.
He sniffed the aroma of fried chicken lingering at the tip of his nose and couldn't help but purse his lips. He was already at the door, and there was absolutely no way he would not eat this fried chicken. Even if he had to endure the combined attack of light and darkness tonight, he was going to have this bite!
Creak~
"welcome!"

"Give me three family bucket meals. There are a lot of people in my family, one meal isn't enough!"

While waiting for his food, Uchiha Gin slumped in his seat, holding a small black sweet drink that came with his set meal, his eyes glazed over as he surveyed the bustling crowd outside the window.
"Look, isn't that the guy?"

Suddenly, a barely perceptible whisper reached his keen ears.

Oh?
There's some juicy gossip to come!
Without turning his head, Uchiha Gin glanced at them out of the corner of his eye, then pricked up his ears, listening curiously to the gossip being told by a group of boys who clearly grew up near the capital of Konoha.
“I’ve seen a sandbag with his portrait hanging in my grandfather’s study, and that’s him.”

"I can't believe that bastard who did that kind of thing can still sit here and brazenly compete with us for fried chicken. His skin is as thick as the legends say." (End of Chapter)