Naruto: The Ninja World's Life Buyer

Chapter 201 The Truth About the Vortex Physique, Fate in a Chaotic World

Dinner.

The long table at the Kikyō-kan restaurant was laden with a sumptuous spread of dishes.

Kushina Uzumaki was an honored guest.

She was wearing a pale yellow kimono and looked radiant. With Sousuke's care and the company of Kakashi and the others, she had gradually regained some of her former vitality.

Wow! This snake is so beautiful.

Kushina looked curiously at Shirasu, who was perched on Yugao's shoulder.

"So cute! I don't find it scary at all."

"Right, right, Aunt Kushina, it's very well-behaved!"

Xi Yan presented Bai Su with a small piece of sashimi, as if offering a treasure.

Bai Su swallowed gracefully, then flicked her tongue, seemingly to express her gratitude.

"Lord Orochimaru's taste can be quite unique at times."

Kushina said with a smile.

"I thought all his snakes were slimy and creepy."

That's prejudice.

Sousuke poured Kushina a glass of fruit wine.

"Power itself has no beauty or ugliness."

I enjoyed the meal very much.

After dinner, Xiyan took Baisu to play in the yard, while Xiangzhi tidied up in the kitchen.

Sousuke invited Kushina to the study.

"Kushina, how have you been feeling lately?"

Sosuke asked with concern.

"Great."

Kushina stretched.

"I'm eating well and sleeping well. And lately, I've been teaching Kakashi and the others sealing techniques, so I feel like my chakra flow has become much smoother."

"That's good."

Sousuke nodded.

"Actually, I've recently been researching some topics about vitality."

"vitality?"

"Yes. I've been wondering why some people's wounds heal so quickly, and why some people are born with a larger amount of chakra than others."

"For example—the Senju clan, and your Uzumaki clan."

When the Uzumaki clan was mentioned, Kushina's expression dimmed slightly.

"That is the talent of our race."

She said softly.

"The Uzumaki clan possesses immense vitality, which is why they live such long lives. Moreover—our chakra is special; it can suppress tailed beasts."

"Is this talent innate?"

Sousuke's eyes were searching.

"Or is it possible to acquire it through some means, later in life?"

Kushina was taken aback.

"To be obtained the day after tomorrow?"

She shook her head.

"That can't be. It's something in our blood."

"But—maybe it's worth a try."

Sosuke lowered his voice.

"If it were possible to extract this vital energy factor in a gentle way that doesn't harm your body—"

"Perhaps we can create a medicine that can save many lives."

"Save them?"

"Yes."

"Although the front lines have temporarily calmed down, there are still many seriously wounded people lying in the hospitals. Their meridians are broken, their internal organs are damaged, and conventional medical ninjutsu cannot heal them."

"If the life force of the Uzumaki clan can be used as a medicinal catalyst—just like when I saved Jonin Misa."

Misa Hayama's miraculous recovery was no secret among Konoha's higher-ups. Everyone knew that Sousuke possessed a miraculous medicine.

Kushina fell silent. Although she felt vaguely uneasy about this topic, this man always managed to find a reason that she couldn't refuse.

Rescue people.

She is a kind person.

"Do you want my blood?"

Kushina asked.

"Yes, but I only need a small sample. I will culture and proliferate it in my lab."

"I assure you, I will not harm your body, nor will I reveal the secrets of the Uzumaki clan."

"We are doing a great thing."

Kushina fell silent again. This man harbored many secrets.

But he never harmed her. On the contrary, he gave her a home when she was at her most desperate.

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair arms.

"If it can really save lives—then take it. It's just a little blood."

Sosuke stared at the severed arm. It was a wondrous body containing immense life force, powerful enough to suppress the Nine-Tails.

"Thank you, Kushina."

Sosuke took out a blood-drawing needle.

"I will make this blood serve its greatest purpose."

The blood collection process went smoothly.

Sosuke only took one test tube of blood. For the Uzumaki clan, this amount of blood wasn't even worth a mosquito bite.

After seeing Kushina off, Sousuke immediately went to the underground laboratory.

"Chiba! Hurry!"

Sosuke handed the test tube to Chiba.

"This is Kushina's blood."

"Analyze it immediately! I need to know how it differs from Misa's blood!"

Chiba took the test tube, his eyes becoming fervent.

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"Yes! Conduct a comparative experiment immediately!"

Under a microscope.

Red blood cells are swimming.

Mesa's blood cells are extremely active, full of the urge to divide and regenerate.

Kushina's blood cells, however, appeared to be very stable.

They are not in a hurry to split.

Every cell membrane appears to be covered by an invisible "membrane".

That membrane was like a seal.

It locks in the energy within the cell, preventing it from leaking out. At the same time, it forms a powerful repulsive force, rejecting the erosion of external forces.

"really----"

Chiba exclaimed in surprise.

"The physique of the Uzumaki clan is inherently designed for sealing."

"Their cellular structure is practically a series of miniature sealing formulas! That's why they can suppress the tailed beasts and live long lives."

"Because their life force doesn't dissipate; it's firmly locked within their bodies!"

Sosuke clenched his fist.

Found it. That's the key. The conjecture about the perfect container is correct!

If the interstitial cells are the raging nuclear fuel, then the vortex body is the indestructible reactor shell.

As long as he possesses the characteristics of the vortex power, his body can accommodate Hashirama cells without being devoured by them!

Chiba.

Sosuke's voice trembled slightly.

"Could we extract this genetic characteristic and fuse it into my cells?"

Chiba stared at the microscope, his brain working at lightning speed.

"It's difficult. The cells of the Uzumaki clan have a strong repulsive force, unlike Hashirama cells which actively fuse with foreign cells in order to engulf them."

"but----"

"If we conduct long-term, repeated, and potentially painful induction experiments—"

"Perhaps it's possible."

"Do!"

Sosuke did not hesitate.

"Even if it hurts, we have to do it."

This is the stairway to God.

That night, the basement of the Kikyo Pavilion was brightly lit.

Spring is almost over.

The cherry blossoms in Konoha are coming to an end.

As night falls, the lights on Hongshan Street gradually go out.

The guests had all left, and the lively [Ganwei Chu], which had been bustling all day, finally quieted down.

Behind the counter, Sosuke was reviewing the accounts. This month's sales had increased by 20% compared to last month.

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"Boss, the kitchen is all cleaned up."

Hazuki came out.

She took off her work apron, revealing a dark blue casual outfit underneath.

After a long day, a few strands of her hair were damp with sweat and clung to her fair neck. She looked tired, but her eyes were exceptionally bright and sparkling. It was payday.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Sosuke closed the ledger and handed her a thick envelope.

"This is your salary, plus your bonus."

Hazuki took the envelope, her hands trembling slightly.

"Boss, this is too much."

"Not much. It's what you deserve. Quan has grown up and needs nutrition."

"Is Mr. Renhe, the Minister of Revenue, still alive?"

"Mr. Hobu has gone back, and Jin has left."

"Here are their wages and bonuses; please give them to them tomorrow."

Sosuke then handed over two more envelopes.

"Yes."

"Alright, you should go back now and get some rest." Sosuke put down the account book and prepared to return to Kikyo-kan.

Hazuki did not leave.

She stood in front of the counter, her hands clasped awkwardly in front of her.

Only the two of them remained in the shop, along with Koizumi, who was fast asleep on the tatami mats in the inner room. The sweet aroma of red bean paste filled the air.

"What's wrong?"

Sosuke looked up at her.

"Is there anything else?"

"that----"

Hazuki pursed her lips, as if she had mustered some kind of courage.

"Boss, your shoulders look very stiff."

She walked around the counter and went behind Sosuke.

"If you don't mind—"

Her voice was very soft, even somewhat humble, a humble attempt to please.

Sosuke did not refuse.

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

He leaned back in his chair and relaxed.

A pair of warm hands gently rested on his shoulders.

Hazuki's finger technique was skillful, with just the right amount of force. Her fingers were long and supple, and a faint scent of milk and soap wafted from her.

The charm of a woman at home.

"Is the force okay?"

"Mmm, it feels very comfortable."

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Sosuke closed his eyes.

The room was quiet, with only the sound of their breathing.

Hazuki's movements were slow and delicate. Gradually, her hands were no longer limited to her shoulders.

Her fingers traced up Sosuke's cervical spine, gently massaging the Fengchi acupoint, and then slid down his neck, her fingertips touching the edge of Sosuke's collarbone.

She leaned forward slightly.

Sosuke could feel her soft chest occasionally brushing against the back of his chair.

This was not an accident. It was a silent invitation.

For Hazuki, receiving a generous salary every month, seeing her daughter wearing new clothes and eating expensive nutritional supplements, and even her clansmen looking up to her because she was "a member of the Takaya Trading Company" were all wonderful things.

All of this made her feel terrified.

She had no special talents; she was neither a ninja nor knew anything about business. All she possessed was this young body with Uchiha blood, and a gentle and obedient personality.

She wanted to use what little she had to strengthen the relationship.

"Boss————"

Hazuki's voice trembled slightly.

Her hand remained on Sosuke's chest, not moving away.

"It's too dark outside—tonight, could I—not go back?"

The implication of this statement couldn't be clearer.

Sosuke opened his eyes. He reached out and grasped Hazuki's hand, which was resting on his chest.

Her hands were cold, and her palms were covered in cold sweat. She was afraid—afraid of rejection, afraid of being looked down upon, and afraid of what was about to happen.

Sosuke turned his chair around to face her.

Hazuki lowered her head, not daring to look him in the eye, her cheeks as red as ripe apples.

"Hazuki".

Sosuke's voice was calm.

"Do you feel like you owe me something?"

Hazuki's body stiffened.

She looked up, her eyes welling up with tears.

"You—you have given me so much."

She said, her voice choked with emotion.

"Without you, Izumi and I might have starved to death long ago—I don't know how to repay you. I can't do anything, except—"

"Is this all?"

Sosuke reached out and gently lifted her chin.

This is a very typical Uchiha woman's face. Delicate and beautiful.

"It's not shameful for an orphan and a widow to want someone to rely on."

Sousuke's fingers caressed her cheek.

"But, Hazuki. I don't want you to do this out of gratitude or fear. That's too cheap."

Hazuki's eyes widened in panic. Cheap—was she being rejected?

"No—I—"

Sosuke raised his index finger and pressed it against her lips.

"Let me finish."

Sosuke looked into her eyes, her single eye as deep and unfathomable as a pool.

"I took you in because you do a good job, and because Izumi is cute. It's business, but also a favor. You don't need to pay extra with your body."

"but----"

Sosuke then changed the subject.

His hand slid down her cheek and landed on her slender yet voluptuous waist.

A gentle embrace.

Hazuki let out a soft cry and collapsed into Sousuke's arms.

"Since you want to stay, then stay."

Sosuke whispered in her ear.

"It's really too dark outside; you need someone to lean on."

"And I really like your body."

"yes----"

Hazuki buried her head in Sousuke's neck, her hands gripping his clothes tightly.

"I am yours—you can do whatever you want with me—"

Her body stopped trembling and she stopped being tense, calmly accepting the peace that came with the dust settling down.

Sosuke held her and stood up.

"Go and lock the door."

"Um.

""

Hazuki obediently went to lock the door and then turned off the light in the outer room.

In the darkness, she walked toward the man.

Starting tonight, she will no longer be just a waitress, no longer a helpless widow.

She was one of Takaya Sousuke's women. Even if she was just one of them, even if she had no official title.

This was the strongest lifeline she could grasp in this chaotic world.

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