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

Is he a brat from the Shimura family?
By observing the clan crest on the gossipy boy, Uchiha Gin easily ascertained his background.

A few years ago, he might have given the child an unforgettable childhood memory, but things are different now. He's a mature man now and won't get angry over a few rumors.
"Guest, your family bucket meal is ready, please enjoy."

Just then, the shop assistant brought over some fragrant fried chicken. Uchiha Gin, who always believed in the supremacy of food, stopped paying attention to the whispering boys and eagerly began to rummage through the entire bucket of fried chicken in front of him.
"Is the sauce a limited edition honey mustard?"

This newly launched limited-edition flavor is extremely popular; if you arrive late, you might miss out. Otherwise, Gin Uchiha wouldn't have risked being completely drained by Hikaru by forcibly severing their connection.
"Yes, sir, these are the last three servings of our secret sauce."

It seems he was lucky; he managed to snag one of the last few portions of the secret-recipe honey mustard sauce.
"I'll start."

"I heard from 'Fierce Eyes' that when that mother and daughter arrived in Konoha, they didn't even have a decent set of clothes, and they were so hungry that their stomachs were practically sticking to their backs. They almost fainted in front of the gate. Tsk tsk tsk~"

Fierce eyes?

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Gin, who was grabbing a piece of fried chicken, paused, his deadpan eyes filled with confusion.

Isn't that Fugaku's nickname?

It's one thing to talk about crickets, but why bring up mothers and daughters, with no clothes on and their chests pressed against their backs? It sounds really pitiful.

Could it be that...
After a slow, labored thought, Uchiha Gin's eyes suddenly sharpened.
Is someone spreading rumors about him?
"Alas, the world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be."

Just as the gossipy boy was shaking his head and sighing, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. His friends in front of him also lowered their heads in unison, frantically slurping up their little black, sweet drinks.

Why don't you say so?

"Little friend, you seem to know a lot of things?"

"Gah!"

The sudden sound startled him, and he instinctively looked in the direction of Uchiha Gin, whom he had been criticizing, only to find the table next to it, which was covered in fried chicken, completely empty.

Therefore, there is only one answer.
The boy slowly turned his head, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace onto his large face, which was etched with the marks of long-term consumption of pig's head meat. His voice trembled as he spoke.
"Silver."

"Just call me Gintoki. I remember you're Danzo's nephew, right?"

Uchiha Gin, who had somehow appeared behind Shimura, patted his trembling head with a smile. "No wonder he's from a pig-farming family," he thought, "he's got the air of Akimichi even at such a young age."

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

"Then we're family. Come, come, I have something I'd like to ask you."

Since he was Xiao Tuan Tuan's nephew, which was practically his junior, Uchiha Gin withdrew his large hand from the other's head, squinted, and pointed in the direction of the toilet.
"Can't we say it here?"

The boy from Shimura sniffled, wiping away the snot that had been frozen by Uchiha Gin's icy aura, and asked cautiously,

"Of course you can, but the more people know about something, the more serious the consequences often become."

Uchiha Gin smiled and nodded, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over the other boys and girls beside him. The group immediately felt as if they were being watched by a venomous snake, goosebumps rising all over their bodies.
"I'm just here to listen to him brag; I really don't know anything about it."

"I don't actually know him, we just happened to be sitting on the same table."

"I also."

The children, drenched in cold sweat, quickly severed ties with Shimura; they didn't want to disappear without a trace just because they knew some unspeakable secrets.
"Damn it! What happened to loyalty?"

Heartbroken as he watched his comrade betray him, the despondent Shimura slowly rose and, his steps faltering, followed Uchiha Gin toward the restroom.

"squeak~"

"welcome!"

The moment the two stepped into the men's restroom, Minato, beaming with a bright smile, pushed open the door of the fried chicken shop. Reimu and the others behind him looked around the futuristically decorated fried chicken shop with curiosity.

Wow, it smells so good!

Wrinkling her little nose, she sniffed the air. The enticing aroma of oil filling the shop made Mile, who had never tried this kind of food before, unable to resist the urge to eat. Her big eyes sparkled with anticipation.
"hiss"

Hydrangea's brow furrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly. Her scrutinizing gaze lingered for a moment on the open kitchen where the fried chicken was being prepared. The huge, steaming wok made her gasp in surprise.
What unhealthy junk food!
As a seasoned expert in human anatomy, she knew all too well how much of a burden such oily and sugary foods could place on the body; for a ninja striving for physical excellence, they were practically poison.

"Hello, please give us two honey mustard family buckets."

Shuimen, with practiced ease, stepped forward to order from the staff, immediately asking for the limited-edition flavor listed on the menu.

"Oh, I'm sorry, the last few portions were just ordered."

The sales clerk at the counter glanced at the inventory, shook his head apologetically, and
"what?"

Upon hearing this, Miroku's face scrunched up, his disappointment evident. Minato scratched his head sheepishly; he hadn't expected such a misunderstanding either.
"Why don't you pick another flavor?"

"Excuse me, where is the restroom?"

Eating fried chicken was just an excuse to join the group tour. Having no interest in the food, Baxianhua only glanced at the menu before turning to ask the staff about other important matters.
"Hello, over there."

Thank you.

After greeting Minato and the others, Hydrangea arrived at the restroom door.
"Huh? Stand still!"

"Forehead?"

Upon hearing the philosophical pronouncements emanating from the restroom, Hydrangea's hand, which was lifting the curtain, suddenly froze.
"Ahhh. Ahhh. Ahhh~~~!"

This is a public place. Do people in big cities go to such extremes?
Hydrangea hesitated for a moment, then slowly withdrew her outstretched hand, her tightly pressed thighs rubbing together uncomfortably a few times.
Patience is a fundamental quality of a ninja, and using the toilet isn't always absolutely necessary.
"Young man, there's an old saying in Konoha: 'Those who understand the times are heroes.' I hope you..."

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you! I bought this information from Uchiha Fugaku for ten thousand taels of silver. He said it was from his great-uncle, Uchiha Gin."

Uchiha Gin!?
Upon hearing this, the hydrangea, who had just turned around, paused in her tracks, her eyes instantly sharpening.

It was like a pillow being delivered to her when she was sleepy. She was just wondering where to get information about Uchiha Gin, and now it had come to her doorstep.

Thinking of this, she composed herself, lifted the bathroom curtain, and peered inside. The common area around the sink was empty; the conversation was coming from inside the men's room. Standing before the men's room door, Hydrangea held her breath, cautiously pressing her head against the slightly ajar crack. Through the narrow gap, she could vaguely see a tall figure with curly hair.

"and many more!"

Inside the men's restroom, Uchiha Gin, with a dangerous glint in his eyes, interrupted the baseless slander uttered by the trembling Shimura boy in front of him.

"You said ten thousand taels?"

Putting aside how outrageous the rumors the other party spread were, Uchiha Gin just wanted to confirm one more time: would Fugaku really go so far as to slander his beloved uncle in front of outsiders for a mere ten thousand ryo?
"It's absolutely true. If I were to tell even one lie, I would have shown off this entire strawberry tower right here and now."

"No, that's not necessary."

Seeing the resolute look on Shimura's face, Uchiha Gin, pinching his nose, reached out and pulled the wide-open door of the cubicle beside him shut.

Why aren't they discussing Uchiha Gin yet?
Hydrangea, who was eavesdropping outside the door, frowned deeply. She had been squatting there for half a day without getting anything useful, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Tap~ Tap~"

Just as she was bending over and muttering to herself, footsteps suddenly came from outside the bathroom.

!!!

Hydrangea's heart leaped into her throat. If passersby saw her like this, she would definitely be seen as a pervert.
She almost got taken away by the security team for questioning just now; if she gets caught again this time, she'll never be able to clear her name, no matter what.
In a flash, the overloaded hydrangea made what she considered the best choice.

"squeak~"

Just a second before the bathroom curtain was lifted, she dove into what she considered the relatively safe men's restroom.
Uchiha Gin, who was interrogating the person spreading the gossip, heard the noise behind him and assumed that a male comrade had come in to take care of his business.

"Brother, me and this kid... uh?"

Just as I was about to turn around and explain to the other person that I was just playing around with the child, I saw a strange "young woman" hurriedly close the bathroom door behind her.
"."

The atmosphere in the restroom instantly became awkward as their eyes met.

"Little sister, you've come to the wrong door."

Given Hydrangea's youthful face, which seemed incongruous with her age, the careless Uchiha Gin did not regard her as an adult woman.
"Sorry, the women's restroom was full. I thought this side was empty, so..."

After spending 0.001 seconds coming up with an excuse, Hydrangea nodded sheepishly.
Between words, she took the opportunity to sized up Uchiha Gin. She found that this bully, who seemed to have information about Uchiha Gin, was quite handsome, a stark contrast to the ugly ducklings in the research institute. Her fair face flushed slightly.
"I understand, I understand, please use it."

Uchiha Gin had thought this kind of thing only existed on Xiaohongshu (a Chinese short video platform), but he didn't expect there to be such a girl in real life. However, considering that she was still young, he didn't hold it against her.

"Thank you."

Hydrangea hadn't expected Uchiha Gin to be so calm. Instead of questioning her sharply, he very gentlemanly opened the partition next to her.
Knowing she would continue eavesdropping on their conversation, she didn't hesitate and resolutely stepped into the "trap" that Uchiha Gin had woven for her.
As the cubicle door closed, Hydrangea's face instantly turned ashen. Leaving aside the olfactory irritation, the sight of the strawberry tart swarming with flies in front of her made her stomach churn.
You've been fooled. That seemingly innocent and handsome guy is definitely a vicious and cunning schemer.

That makes sense. How could someone who bullies minors in the toilet be a good person?
"vomit!"

Finally, despite the ravages of this extreme environment, the hydrangea could not withstand it, and a rainbow waterfall gushed forth from its tiny mouth.

"oops!"

Hearing the sounds of vomiting, Uchiha Gin belatedly realized that there was a weapon hidden in the cubicle. He quickly opened the door and dragged out the hydrangea, who was vomiting uncontrollably.

"Uh?"

When the person was being mentioned, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
This is clearly not the weight a minor girl should have.

So he used his eyes, as sharp as a ruler, to take a closer look, and sure enough, he discovered two exaggeratedly large thunderbolts hidden on the hydrangea.
Are all children developing this well these days?

Judging from the appearance of the hydrangea, she's no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. Even Tsunade was just starting to take off at that age.
"Hey? Are you alright?"

Looking at the other person's pale face, Uchiha Gin asked with a embarrassed expression,
"You're going to vomit!"

Hydrangea trembled her pale lips. A thousand curses swirled in her heart, but she was too weak to utter them. That magnificent strawberry tower was deeply etched into her mind, and it would likely be impossible to erase it anytime soon.
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I forgot there was more in there."

"shut up!"

Under the murderous glare of the hydrangea, Uchiha Gin gave an awkward smile, not bringing up the lingering nightmare in the other's heart.
"How about this, I'll treat you to fried chicken as an apology."

Uchiha Gin isn't an irresponsible man; he did make a mistake in this matter, and he should accept the punishment for it.
The trembling Shimura boy noticed that Uchiha Gin seemed to have forgotten him, so he cautiously raised his hand.
"Then I."

"You're lucky, kid. If you dare to spread similar rumors again, you'll be stuck here for three days and three nights."

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Shimura felt as if he had been granted a pardon. After performing a perfect 99-degree bow to Uchiha Gin, he stormed out the door without looking back.

No...don't go!
Watching Shimura's departing figure, Hydrangea, who had vomited until her eyes rolled back, had tears in her eyes. In this way, wouldn't all her suffering have been in vain?
Can you stand up?

Uchiha Gin looked down at the purple-haired doll-faced girl in his hand, who looked utterly dejected. Their current posture was somewhat ambiguous; Hydrangea was leaning back against his arm. If anyone saw them, it would definitely lead to many misunderstandings.
"What do you think?"

Hydrangea, whose stomach was already nearly empty, almost vomited bile. If it weren't for the extraordinary constitution of a ninja, she would have fainted long ago.
"Report even the slightest bit! Report even the slightest bit!"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Uchiha Gin scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and then, in the most gentlemanly manner possible, wrapped his arms around the other's slender waist, trying to help Hydrangea up.
"Boom!"

"Forehead?"

However, the instant his hand touched the hydrangea's body, a chilling aura, comparable to extreme cold, swept past.

"Bang bang..."

Spiderweb-like patterns began to appear on the bathroom floor tiles, with cracks spreading from the doorway all the way to Uchiha Gin's feet.

Locked onto by terrifying killing intent, Uchiha Gin swallowed hard and struggled to lift his head.
Following the source of the chilling aura, a familiar figure stared silently at him with beautiful, bloodshot eyes.

"Little Light?"

Behind Uchiha Hikaru stood two bodyguards, Senju Itama and Uchiha Osamu, whose sharp eyes were equally icy cold.
"A little devil's baby face, a lewd and outrageous personality, purple hair—this perfect combination of horoscopes—no wonder you made the mistake every man makes." (End of Chapter)