Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha lacks motivation.

Chapter 148 The Girl's Secret Recipe

"Waaah~ Little Zhili has turned into a selfish and stingy bad kid..."

The purple-haired woman bit a handkerchief she had pulled out from somewhere, weeping bitterly, and pointed a trembling finger at the girl.

"Mother, please have some self-respect!"

Uchiha Rinpoche reached out and skillfully pinched the head of the dramatic Uchiha Eimi, her fair hand showing prominent veins.

"Hey hey hey..."

The young woman wailed.

"Xiao Zhili, the way your family gets along is really...harmonious!"

Uchiha Gin, who was watching, could only smile awkwardly, his eyes darting around, and he commented in a hesitant tone.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yin, you must have found this amusing."

The girl raised her head, gave Uchiha Gin an apologetic smile, casually tossed aside the woman who was foaming at the mouth, and clapped her hands as if trying to knock away something dirty.

"Let's get ready for hot pot! If it weren't for Mr. Yin, I might never have had the chance to eat such delicious food in my life."

Uchiha Gin walked into the kitchen and soon brought out a copper pot similar to the one Uchiha Gin used. It was one of the first batch of hot pot containers he made, and only a few close friends owned it.

"Excuse me, let me help too!"

As someone who always freeloads, how could Uchiha Gin let the girl prepare everything by herself? So he rolled up his sleeves, went into the kitchen, and stood next to the girl, ready to help out.

"Forehead?."

The girl glanced at Uchiha Gin standing beside her, secretly observing his profile. Her heart fluttered, and the hand holding the knife began to waver unconsciously.

Uchiha Gin looked at the girl beside him with curiosity. For some reason, Uchiha Gin, who was busy preparing ingredients, was trembling slightly, and his hand holding the knife was also shaking a little.

"Little Zhili? Are you not feeling well? Let me do it. You go and rest, just wait for your meal."

Thinking the girl was unwell, Uchiha Gin was deeply moved. To invite him to dinner, Uchiha Gin had actually come despite being sick. He was truly a good disciple of his master. He would definitely teach her a ninjutsu that all women would like when he had time.

"It's alright, Mr. Yin. This little temptation isn't enough to defeat me!"

The girl's tone was firm, but what she said left Uchiha Gin completely baffled. What kind of temptation?

As the saying goes, when men and women work together, they achieve twice the result with half the effort.

With Uchiha Gin's help, the preparation of the hot pot was quickly completed. When the steaming hot pot was served, Uchiha Eimi, who had been unconscious, was revived.

She was lying on the table, her two round breasts pressed together to form a deep and alluring cleavage, watching Uchiha Gin and Uchiha Osamu working enthusiastically, her eyes filled with a strange smile.

"Knock knock knock!!!"

Just as the three were about to start eating, there was a loud knocking on the door of the Uchiha family's house. Uchiha Rinka frowned imperceptibly; the knocking could only be from her best friend.

Tsk! Why did it have to come so late?

She finally got a chance to be alone with Mr. Yin.

Uchiha Eimi: Am I not human?

"I'll go open the door."

Uchiha Gin, who was sitting near the door, stood up and volunteered. He then walked to the door and opened it, only to find a figure that was all too familiar to him.

"Huh? What are you doing here, you perverted gorilla? Could it be... that you've finally gone so far as to attack the management sister?"

The newcomer was none other than Senju Itama, whom Uchiha Gin had tried to tame for six years. After a brief moment of surprise, the brat's eyes turned extremely wary. He quietly took a few steps back, looked at Uchiha Gin, whom he hadn't seen for a while, and questioned him in an unfriendly tone.

"duang~"

Upon hearing this, a # symbol popped up on Uchiha Gin's forehead. Without giving the other party a chance to react, he unleashed the ultimate technique of Uchiha taijutsu - Righteous Strike on the Head, making Senju Itama, that brat, howl in pain.

"Ah! You're angry because I caught you?"

Senju Itama covered her head and continued to stubbornly rant, saying that she felt uncomfortable if she didn't confront Uchiha Gin every day.

"It's a subdivided flat! Come in, come in!"

Hearing the commotion, Uchiha Eimi got up and came over. Seeing Senju Itama clutching his head with tears in his eyes, she smiled and pulled him into the house.

"Itama, you haven't eaten yet? Perfect timing, our family hasn't even touched our chopsticks."

Looking at the somewhat bewildered Senju Itama, Uchiha Rinpoche gave him a formulaic smile and softly invited him.

"Hot pot! I want to eat it!"

Although she subconsciously felt that Uchiha Gin's words had a hidden meaning, she was so attracted by the delicious food that she immediately put her doubts aside, grabbed a chair, and sat down next to Uchiha Gin.

Looking at the steaming hot pot and smelling the spicy and enticing aroma in the air, Senju Itama couldn't resist the urge to eat. He excitedly shook his chopsticks on the table, humming happily to himself.

"Hot pot~ Hot pot~ My favorite spicy hot pot in the dorm~"

"Sigh~ Now that we're in someone else's house, I need to behave more politely!"

Uchiha Gin felt utterly ashamed, covered his forehead, sighed, and placed his large hand on Senju Ban's trembling little head, lecturing him.

After all, he was the kid he raised himself, and now he's turned into this stupid-looking guy. He has an unshirkable responsibility for it.

"It's okay. After all these years, I've long regarded the small subdivided room as my second child."

Uchiha Eimi waved her hand with a smile, indicating that she didn't care. Her beautiful eyes, full of spring-like charm, seemed to draw people in, which startled Uchiha Gin so much that he stared straight ahead at the chili peppers floating in the hot pot, guessing how spicy the broth was.

"I'm starting!" *4

Since they were all acquaintances, there was no need to be bound by formalities. Everyone started eating, and the dining table became lively and bustling.

"You brat! That's my mutton!"

Uchiha Gin looked at the mutton he had just cooked, and in the blink of an eye, it went into Senju Itama's stomach, making him furious.

"Hey~ Can't a grown man have some class? Here, I'll give you mine."

Instead of apologizing for stealing Uchiha Gin's mutton, Senju Itama made a sarcastic remark with an expression that said, "Why are you so petty?" and then transferred the fish slices from his own bowl into Uchiha Gin's bowl.

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Looking at the brat's drool-covered chopsticks, Uchiha Gin's fists hardened; he was determined to teach this kid a lesson when they got back.

"Mr. Yin, have mine."

Just as Uchiha Gin was struggling with her decision over the "dirty" fish slices in her bowl, Uchiha Osamu picked up some chicken from her own bowl, a faint smile on her face, but a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"Oh? Thank you, Little Manager."

Uchiha Gin hesitated for a moment. If he refused, it would be too heartless.

So he picked up the bowl, took the chicken that Uchiha Shinobu had put on his plate, and stuffed it into his mouth without even looking at it, because he was really hungry.

"Huh? Why is it sticky?"

Chewing on the supposedly tender chicken, Uchiha Gin was puzzled. Why did the chicken skin taste so strange? However, it had a sweet flavor that he had never tasted before.

Meanwhile, Uchiha Gin, sitting opposite him, saw Uchiha Gin swallow the chicken that had been handed to him in one gulp. His face turned bright red, and he buried his head deep in his bowl, his heart pounding. He wondered if the other person had noticed anything amiss.

"Little Zhizhi, how did you marinate this chicken? The skin smells delicious."

After swallowing the chicken, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but give a thumbs-up in praise of Uchiha Gin.

"Hehe, this is our little Zhili's secret recipe~"

The purple-haired beauty, who had been watching her daughter's little antics perfectly, raised her eyebrows and looked at her daughter with a very anxious gaze. The daughter's heart tightened, and she lowered her head even further. Then she turned to explain to Uchiha Gin, who was waiting for an answer.

"Gintoki will have plenty of opportunities to taste it in the future~"

"That's true, we're all family now."

Uchiha Gin didn't think much of it. Now that Uchiha Gin had become his disciple, it wouldn't be unreasonable to consider them family as his direct disciples.

!!!

The happy time at the hot pot restaurant was always too short. After everyone had eaten their fill, they rested for a while before Uchiha Gin got up and started cleaning up.

"I'll help!"

After having a meal at Senju Itama, Meimei felt a little embarrassed and got up to start cleaning up.

"No need to trouble yourself, let me do it! It's not right to let the guests clean up!"

Seeing that the two were about to be alone together again, Uchiha Rinpoche quickly stopped them.

"What are you saying? We're all family now, don't be so formal."

"Mr. Yin, I'm here too."

In the kitchen, Senju Itama took the opportunity to whisper to Uchiha Osamu for a while, and afterwards her expression was as colorful as a palette.

After finishing packing, Uchiha Gin saw that it was getting late, waved goodbye to the Uchiha family, and set off on his way home with Senju Koki.

As he was leaving, Uchiha Gin suddenly remembered his plans for tomorrow, so he turned to Uchiha Osamu, who had come to see him off, and said...

"Little Zhili, my cousins ​​and I are going to Nanga River for special training tomorrow. Come and observe us!"

"Okay, Mr. Yin."

Unexpectedly, she would be receiving guidance from Uchiha Gin so soon. The girl felt a little expectant, hoping that her performance would not disappoint Mr. Gin.

Chatting casually with the Senju brat, they soon returned to the Great House. Uchiha Gin instantly transformed into Voldemort, secretly peeking into the house and scanning around. After not finding any trace of Uchiha Hikaru, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey kid, do you know where Hikaru went?"

Turning around, he asked the Thousand Hands Itama hanging behind him, "When I left, it was just the two of them at home. That brat should know where Hikaru is."

"Hmph! You ask that old woman? She's passed out."

Upon hearing Uchiha Gin ask about that annoying old woman, Senju Itama snorted coldly and revealed a clue about Uchiha Hikaru.

"ha?"

Uchiha Gin felt a chill run down his spine. Could it be that Hikaru was fighting with his dark side again?

"That overconfident old woman insisted on cooking for herself, and then confidently ate what she made, only to foam at the mouth and faint on the spot."

Senju Itama scoffed, explaining that only an idiotic old woman could pull off such a foolish move.

"Forehead"

Why does this scene feel familiar?

"I checked, and that old woman was simply knocked unconscious by her own poison. She'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

Seeing Uchiha Gin's strange expression, Senju Itama subconsciously assumed that the other was worried about Uchiha Hikaru, so he spoke up.

"Don't panic, I've already carried her back to her room. That girl is as heavy as a dead pig..."

After hearing Senju Itama's explanation, Uchiha Gin finally felt relieved. He looked up at the closed door upstairs but did not choose to go up to treat Uchiha Hikaru.

If I manage to wake the other person up, and Xiao Guang starts to settle scores about what happened that morning, wouldn't I be asking for trouble?

At that moment, he remembered that he hadn't refreshed his skills for the day, so he told Senju Itama that he was going out for a walk and then strolled to the backyard to wait for his skills to refresh.

After a while, Uchiha Gin, who was lying on the bench, felt the air suddenly freeze and realized that someone had come. So he straightened up and watched the light screen with water ripples slowly fall in the backyard.

A pale, lotus-root-like arm emerged from the light barrier, followed by a smooth, white leg, then a body, a head, until the figure completely stepped out of the barrier. Sitting there, stunned, only deep horror remained in Uchiha Gin's eyes.

No, can a radish person even be produced?

(End of this chapter)