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

"Ding-ling~ Clang~"

In a corner of the fried chicken shop, Uchiha Gin, with his legs crossed, shook the money pouch in his hand; the sound of wealth clashing together was particularly pleasing.

"Ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand."

As the tower of coins, symbolizing Fugaku's sins, is built, the despicable nephew who dreamed of building a business empire by betraying his own family is about to face his doom.
"880,000."

Uchiha Gin glanced at the rickety coin tower in front of him with a sigh, then turned his head with a strange grin. His tone sounded relaxed and cheerful, but it concealed a murderous intent that everyone could hear.
"Wow, that's quite a large sum of money."

The former owner of this colossal wealth tower now kneels timidly to one side, his head bowed to the ground, his protruding rear end sticking out, not daring to utter a sound.
"Slurp~ Who is this big brother?"

Miroku, her belly full of fried chicken, was sipping the lemon water that Minato had bought to aid digestion. Not recognizing the boy on the ground who had just endured the severe beating from Uchiha Gin's buttocks, she asked Kushina beside her in a low voice, her face full of confusion.

"Him? Grandpa Yin's cousin, and also our senior."

Kushina, who was guzzling lemonade, pouted and pulled at Minato, who wanted to plead for Fugaku.

"Kushina, if the prison is in trouble, I, as her brother, cannot help."

Seeing his elder brother fall from grace, Minato looked reluctant to leave. If he didn't stand up for his brother at this moment, how could he continue to be a brother?
"Hmph! You should stay away from these delinquents in the future."

Although Fugaku Uchiha was a child prodigy, he was not a model student in the traditional sense.
His nickname is "Fierce Eyes," which sounds like he's no good. That's why Kushina always tried her best to dissuade Minato from associating with him, otherwise something bad would happen sooner or later. See how effective that was?

"Oh, this."

Looking at the puffed-up, red-haired, chubby-faced girl in front of him, Minato awkwardly chuckled and scratched his head. His pleading words were quickly swallowed back down by the lemonade in his hand.

"Uncle Yin's nephew? Then they don't look alike at all!"

Miroku blinked his big eyes, his curious gaze shifting back and forth between Fugaku and Uchiha Gin.
“Our family members all look like their grandparents.”

Hearing Miroku's mutterings, Uchiha Gin reached out and ruffled the boy's bewildered head, explaining with a smile.
"I see~"

Miroku, who never questioned Uchiha Gin's words, nodded with a look of sudden realization. His adorable, slightly dazed expression warmed Gin's heart. Indeed, having a daughter was the best option.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Fugaku, who was kneeling on the ground reflecting on his actions, and a slight smirk appeared on his lips.
You prefer having sons, right?
Just wait and see what a loving father and filial son you become!

"Sigh~"

Feeling a strange chill run down his spine, Fugaku shivered, his large eyes, shrouded in bruises, filled with confusion.
Just now, I had a feeling of being skewered on a candied hawthorn from behind.
"Eighty-eight hundred thousand, which means you've spread that baseless rumor eighty-eight times, right?"

Gin Uchiha tapped the table lightly and asked in a calm tone,

It was often this calm tone that instilled even greater fear in Fugaku after he had made a mistake.

"Uncle, I was wrong, but it's really not my fault. I was just spreading the word a little to earn some money for dates."

The source of this scandal wasn't actually Fugaku Uchiha. He simply overheard a clansman's mysterious description and sniffed out a business opportunity.

"Oh? Then can you swear that your version is exactly the same as the version that was first circulated?"

Gintoki coldly stared at his nephew, who was trying to shift the blame. Based on his understanding of the man, Gintoki didn't believe that the latest version circulating in the market hadn't been polished or edited.
"Uh, I just added a tiny bit of original content."

"A little bit? I'll give you a little bit of an advantage!"

Seeing Fugaku's evasive gaze as he spoke, Gin Uchiha angrily grabbed the demon-slaying staff that Reimu had tucked into her waistband and unleashed a physical exorcism on the culprit who had slandered him.
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah!"

The screams that rose and fell went unnoticed in the noisy fried chicken shop. Fugaku, whose buttocks had grown even bigger, looked utterly hopeless, tears streaming down his face.

"woooooo"

If he had known that making this money would be so exhausting, he should have just sold his body from the start. At least he could have kept the money safe and used it with peace of mind.

"Phew, this guy's got some strength. Thanks, here you go."

"No need, I'll go down and make another one."

Seeing the demon-slaying staff handed over by Uchiha Gin, Reimu, disgusted by its dirtiness, waved her hands repeatedly, indicating that she would give him this weapon that had been with her for many years.

"Okay, I'll get you a new one later."

After sensing the profound power emanating from the demon-subduing staff, Uchiha Gin didn't refuse any longer and casually tossed it into the Shadow Realm connected to his backpack.

"Splash~"

Shifting his gaze back to the coin tower before him, Uchiha Gin gently tossed it, and Fugaku's painstakingly built business empire crumbled with a roar.

"As the victim of this incident, consider these illegal gains as compensation for my emotional distress and reputation. As for your pocket money..."

Gin Uchiha confidently gathered the scattered coins in front of him, and his next words completely broke Fugaku's defenses.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again until you come of age."

"Huh? A tonic~ Waaaaah!"

Having lost both his wife and his army, Fugaku was filled with regret. If he could have foreseen the future, he would never have done such a foolish thing that he would later deeply regret.

Overwhelmed by this intense remorse, Fugaku, who was weeping with his face covered, found his eyes involuntarily turning crimson. The black tomoe spun rapidly, vaguely forming a completely new pattern.

"Alas?"

Sensing an unfamiliar eye power, Uchiha Gin, who was happily collecting money, suddenly froze. Could this kid have activated the telescope over such a small matter?

“Ah Yin, your nephew has quite a talent.”

Sitting next to him, Uchiha Hikaru pointed at his chin with great interest, a half-smile on his face.

"Not bad, a little better than his father."

Although it sounds ridiculous that he awakened the Kaleidoscope Sharingan because he lost his allowance, it's still far better than his father, that scumbag Uchiha who almost awakened it after being caught reading porn.

"Mr. Yin, it seems like it's still a bit lacking."

Uchiha Rinne, who was carefully sensing Fugaku's condition, gently shook his head, a hint of regret appearing in his eyes.

Perhaps because he hadn't accumulated enough experience, or perhaps because his extreme emotions hadn't truly reached their peak, Fugaku's eye power suddenly stalled just a step away from the kaleidoscope, and then quickly deflated like a punctured balloon.
"What a pity. I should have told him in advance that he wouldn't get any New Year's money if he had a son."

Uchiha Gin also sensed Fugaku's failure to advance. It seemed the stimulus wasn't strong enough. But it didn't matter; practice makes perfect. Next time he encountered a similar situation, he would definitely succeed naturally. "Uh, what happened?"

Still unaware that he had almost become a Kage-level shinobi, Fugaku scratched his head in confusion. His eyes felt incredibly sore, and he was seeing double.

"Boss, your aura was terrifying just now!"

Minato, who was shielding Kushina behind him, had a tense expression, looking as if he still had some lingering fear.

The ocular power that Fugaku unconsciously released was like a 20-degree air conditioner to Uchiha Gin and the others, but to Minato and the other teenagers, it was like a bone-chilling cold wave.

The moment his eye power surged, Minato instinctively protected the most important person in his heart. One hand reached for the Flying Thunder God kunai at his waist; only by holding that could he feel safe.
"Master?"

"It's alright now."

Reimu stroked the head of her little apprentice in her arms, her pale red eyes filled with horror.

Is this the power of the Uchiha bloodline ninja?
The aura emanating from this half-grown child was stronger than that of most of the adult ninjas she had ever encountered; this second son was destined to be no ordinary person.

"Waaah, Uncle, my dear nephew, I was just confused for a moment. Please, for the sake of my dead father, have mercy and forgive me this time!"

However, before she could further praise Fugaku in her mind, he slid smoothly to Gin Uchiha's feet in a dogeza (lower back posture), bursting into tears and wailing, leaving everyone speechless.
"Uh"

Seeing Fugaku's fawning expression, Reimu opened her mouth, but ultimately chose to shove the straw from her lemonade into it.
Perhaps she misjudged the situation. Since things have come to this, let's have some sweet water first!

"In a moment of folly, did you ever imagine this day would come when you fabricated these pornographic rumors about me?"

Uchiha Gin shook his head. "I'll support you spreading rumors about anyone, but you shouldn't have done that, of all things, you had to spread rumors about your great-uncle."
Why don't you go out and ask around? Is my title of the number one white lotus in Ginkoku Uchiha just a lie?
Konoha residents: You? A white lotus?

"Then at least on your birthday."

As if sensing Uchiha Gin's resolve, the sobbing Fugaku secretly wiped his nose on Gin's trouser leg, then spoke in a trembling voice,

"Well, after all, I'm not some kind of devil, so I'll still give out red envelopes on my birthday."

Gin Uchiha, who had noticed the other's subtle movements, twitched slightly at the corner of his eye. He subtly withdrew his leg from the other's grasp and nodded gently.
"Thank you, Uncle! You are so kind!"

A slight smile finally appeared on Fugaku's face as he breathed a sigh of relief. If there were still birthday red envelopes left, he could at least save up a minimum.

"Wait! This isn't over yet. I'm giving you one day to clarify these rumors, or else..."

Seeing that Fugaku was about to stand up and run away, Uchiha Gin raised his hand to stop him, entrusting him with the public relations task.
"Yes Yes Yes"

Upon hearing this, Fugaku nodded vigorously, but his heart was filled with bitterness. Such news often spread like wildfire, and after a day of fermentation, it was estimated that by tomorrow, this gossip would be circulating all over the streets of the neighboring Land of Wind.

"Ah Yin, do you think he can complete the mission?"

Watching Fugaku's disheveled retreating figure, Uchiha Hikaru curiously looked at Uchiha Gin.
"It all depends on human effort. If he can't even handle this small matter, how can he become the clan leader in the future?"

Smiling, he placed the neatly arranged coins in his palm. Seeing this, Uchiha Osamu suddenly reached out and took a ten-thousand-yen coin from his hand.

"This is mine."

As one of the eighty-eight buyers, Uchiha Rinpoche has the right to request a refund.
"Uh, you can take these two too."

Uchiha Gin paused for a moment, then took two more coins from the pile and handed them over, leaving Uchiha Rin completely bewildered.
"what?"

"Three times the price will be refunded if it is fake."

The two family buckets were quickly devoured by the group. Mile, patting his slightly protruding belly, walked out of the fried chicken shop with a happy expression, turning back longingly for one last look at the neon sign, as if trying to imprint this place deeply into his mind.
Sigh~ Following my master, I'm afraid I'll never be able to eat such delicious food again.

"Don't worry, as long as Uncle Yin is here, you'll have plenty of fried chicken."

A young girl's thoughts are often written on her face. Looking at the dejected little Miroku, Uchiha Gin gently patted her sad head and softly promised...
"really?"

Before Miroku could answer, Reimu's eyes lit up first.

"You? You have hands and feet, can't you earn money to buy fried chicken yourself?"

Gin Uchiha couldn't help but roll his eyes as he glanced at the shameless red and white shrine maiden rubbing her hands together with a drooling expression.

"But."

"Don't worry, there aren't that many people in Konoha who are in trouble and are forcing you to spend money."

Compared to Amegakure, Konoha has a more comprehensive medical insurance system. Every native Konoha resident has access to medical insurance from birth, with a reimbursement rate as high as 99%, meaning that regular medical care and medication are generally free.

Really?

Reimu chuckled sheepishly and scratched her head. In truth, from the moment she entered Konoha, she had noticed that this village was vastly different from Amegakure.
Not only is it far superior in terms of prosperity, but its residents also have a higher happiness index; the genuine smiles on everyone's faces are undeniable.

Of course, except for Fugaku, who just left.

What do we do with this guy?

Just then, Senju Itama's puzzled voice rang out from behind the group. Looking at the unfamiliar purple-haired, doll-faced giant she was carrying in one hand, Uchiha Gin's forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
I almost forgot about this big bombshell.

"Yeah, Ah Yin, you still haven't explained clearly what's going on with this woman."

Uchiha Hikaru and Uchiha Osamu stood in a row, looking down at Uchiha Gin.

"Oh, that's easy. Once she wakes up, I'll confront her face to face, won't I?"

Fortunately, Uchiha Gin was not afraid. He was honest and straightforward; he had never flirted with strange women in recent years. A face-to-face confrontation was the best way for him to prove his innocence.
"Um, we're still going shopping, so we won't bother you any longer."

Sensing the tense atmosphere among them, Minato and Kushina exchanged a glance and quickly made an excuse to run away.

“Mile, let’s make an appointment after you’ve settled in. I’ll take you to pay your respects then.”

Before leaving, Kushina went up and shook hands with Miroku, who looked reluctant to part. In their brief interaction, the two girls, who were about the same age, had already established a basic friendship.
"Uh-huh!"

Miroku excitedly waved his little hand at Kushina as she walked away, his face full of anticipation for his new life.
Seeing the master and disciple who had traveled a long way to seek refuge with him, Uchiha Gin naturally wouldn't break his promise from years ago. He took Miroku's oily little hand in his, and without the slightest disgust, he looked up at the direction of his home.
"Come on, come back to our clan's territory. That will be your new home from now on." (End of Chapter)