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

Chapter 230 The Addictive GG Song

"Father..."

Akimichi Torifu stared tremblingly at his usually amiable father. This round, burly man now exuded a chilling aura, causing those around him to instinctively take a half-step back.

Right in front of him lay a emaciated man, his body wrapped in bandages and gauze, speckled with blood. What was most shocking was that the man's hands were severed at the root, and dark red blood seeped steadily from the bandages.

"Xinfu! Wake up! It's me, your second brother!"

The chubby man, who was also the current patriarch of the Akimichi clan, looked at his cousin whom he hadn't seen for many years, his eyes slightly red, and spoke in a trembling voice.

Although Akimichi Nobuo and he weren't particularly close, the fact that his clansmen were being dragged out in such a humiliating manner in front of everyone was incredibly disgraceful for him, the head of the Akimichi clan.

"I apologize, Clan Chief Shinji. This morning, Akimichi Nobuo suddenly lost control of his emotions and severely injured one of our Senju clan members. He seemed to have gone mad. We were worried that he might do something irreversible, so we had no choice but to take coercive measures."

Facing the enraged Shinji Akimichi, Tobirama Senju raised a finger and instantly appeared behind him, explaining slowly. His uncanny speed sent shivers down the spines of the onlookers, who instinctively considered their next move.

"We, the Akimichi clan, demand an explanation."

Why were the prisoners of other ninja clans, though crippled, still relatively unharmed, while his own clansman was in such a miserable state, as if he would breathe his last at any moment? Unable to dispel the resentment in his heart, Akimichi Shinji, in a fit of rage, bypassed Sarutobi Sasuke and questioned Senju Tobirama through gritted teeth.

"Shinji, don't be impulsive, let's talk this out."

Worried that Shinji Akimichi might do something foolish, Sarutobi Sasuke immediately spoke up to comfort him, then turned to Tobirama Senju and said in a very stiff tone, "If he doesn't protect the allies of the Shinobi Alliance now, will anyone still follow him in the future?"

"Lord Tobirama, our Ninja Clan Alliance is a unified whole. The affairs of Clan Chief Shinji are our affairs as well. Therefore, we hope that you can give us a satisfactory answer."

Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Tobirama Senju's eyes, his crimson pupils reflecting a thoughtful expression. He had previously disregarded the Akimichi clan, but seeing these ninja clans united as one forced him to take the matter seriously.

He immediately nipped the idea of ​​offering simple benefits to the Akimichi clan in the bud, realizing that this matter could not be resolved simply by giving away a few more rooms.

"This must be Chief Shinji's son, right?"

Just as Tobirama Senju was pondering, Akimichi Torifu, with his little bottom twitching, squeezed to the front of the crowd to visit the dying Akimichi Nobuo. He happened to see him and immediately asked,

"It is indeed my son."

Caught off guard by the question, Shinji Akimichi was somewhat taken aback, but he still frowned and nodded in confirmation.

"I see that this young man is exceptionally intelligent, and I have developed a fondness for his talent. I would like to take him as my apprentice. What does Chief Xinsi think?"

Looking at the bewildered Akimichi Torifu, Tobirama Senju casually offered a few words of praise before explaining his method of compensation.

Since simple material conditions could no longer satisfy the Akimichi clan's demands, they had no choice but to sell themselves.

"this……"

Shinji Akimichi, who had considered countless possibilities, was completely taken aback. Shouldn't the other party have offered him a large sum of money or promised more benefits to the Akimichi clan? Why did it end up looking like he was after Tobirama Senju's body?

"Shinji, that's feasible."

Just as Shinji Akimichi hesitated, he heard Sarutobi Sasuke's voice.

"By becoming Tobirama Senju's disciple, the foundation of your Akimichi clan in Konoha will only become more solid."

This explanation stirred something in Shinji Akimichi's heart. Judging from the current situation in Konoha, the Senju clan was at its zenith, and it was a foregone conclusion that Hashirama Senju would become the village leader. If the Akimichi clan could cling to this powerful figure, wouldn't they be on the verge of taking off?

"Come and see your teacher! You!"

After weighing the pros and cons, Akimichi Shinji felt that this matter was entirely beneficial and without any harm. He immediately straightened his expression, patted his son's head, and pushed him out.

"what?"

Akimichi Torifu, who was watching the spectacle, was dazed and pushed in front of the stern-faced Senju Tobirama. Looking up at the white-haired man exuding an unfriendly aura, the chubby boy trembled, but he could not disobey his father's orders, so he immediately bowed down.

"Student Akimichi Tokifuku greets teacher~"

From that moment on, the tense expressions on the faces of the Ninja Alliance members melted away like spring snow, the tense atmosphere vanished, and the scene became harmonious.

"Slap~ Slap~ Slap~"

After Akimichi Torifu completed his apprenticeship ceremony, a loud round of applause erupted from the audience. Hashirama Senju, a beaming smile on his face, emerged from behind the curtain, his eyes filled with satisfaction. This was the harmony he had desired.

"Congratulations, Tobirama, on gaining another beloved disciple."

"Big brother, you're finally here! Say a few words!"

Upon seeing Hashirama Senju appear right on time, Tobirama Senju immediately stepped aside, giving the stage to his older brother.

"Ahem. Let me just say a few words."

Standing in the center, Hashirama Senju glanced at the assembled ninjas and villagers with a smile in his tiger-like eyes, then waved his hand, indicating that he was ruthless and didn't mince words.

"Dear fellow villagers and ninja clan members, good afternoon! Today is a memorable day. On behalf of the Senju clan of Konoha, I would like to extend my greetings to you all."

"That's Hashirama Senju, isn't he? He doesn't seem very bright."

In the crowd, a few kids huddled together, staring intently at the incessantly talking Hashirama Senju, whispering amongst themselves.

"Hiruzen, didn't your dad say that guy was really strong? I don't see it at all."

Behind him, Shimura Danzo, with his pair of plump buttocks sticking out, asked his best friend with a hint of disdain,

"Shh~ Keep your voice down. Father said that guy's aura is absolutely terrifying. Just looking into his eyes for a while will make you feel scared."

Hiruzen Sarutobi, crouching low, had a hint of apprehension in his eyes. His father had repeatedly warned him not to offend that person.

"Danzo, your big butt is squeezing me!"

Just as the two were whispering, a clear female voice rang out behind Danzo. Turning around, they saw a sweet-looking black-haired girl with her hair in a bun. She was squeezed so tightly by Danzo's enormous buttocks that she had nowhere to hide, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, she angrily rebuked him.

"Oh, Xiaochun, I'm sorry, I'll move it right away."

Hearing the slander against his childhood friend Koharu Utatane, Danzo Shimura, feeling ashamed, immediately turned around. However, his massive buttocks uncontrollably bumped into someone else next to him.

"Ah! Help me, my glasses, my glasses!"

Homura Mitokado, who was listening intently to Hashirama Senju's speech, was suddenly knocked down by Danzo's buttocks. Before he could even savor the bouncy touch, his glasses disappeared from his nose, instantly rendering him blind. He could only frantically grope for his glasses on the ground.

"It's all Danzo's fault, you big ass! Hurry up and find Homura's glasses!"

As a former victim, Koharu Utatane was furious. Frowning, she pouted and berated Danzo, the culprit.

Upon realizing their friend's glasses were missing, the group immediately bent down and began searching the ground, but there were simply too many onlookers around.

Hiruzen Sarutobi, Koharu Utatane, and Danzo Shimura searched for a while but found nothing. Just when they were at their wits' end, a gentle voice rang in their ears.

"Excuse me, are you looking for these glasses?"

Upon hearing the voice, the four who had been searching in vain all looked up. They saw a gentle-smiling, black-haired boy looking at them with a puzzled expression, holding in his hand the very glasses they were looking for.

Wow, so handsome!

Xiaochun, the girl who switched dorms, was instantly captivated by the boy's charming face at first sight. Her face flushed slightly as she silently exclaimed in her heart, transforming into a refined young lady, completely shedding her earlier spoiled demeanor.

"Thank you so much!"

Wearing her recovered glasses and regaining her sight, Mitokado Homura's delicate face was filled with gratitude as she thanked the boy who had saved her.

"Hello, I am Hiruzen Sarutobi. May I ask who you are?"

As the leader of the group of four, Hiruzen Sarutobi found the boy in front of him increasingly familiar, especially the boy's fluffy curly hair, which made his manhood ache slightly. Puzzled, he introduced himself.

"Hello, I'm Uchiha Kagami. Are you here to join Konoha? Welcome, welcome!"

Kagami Uchiha, who had recently become Tobirama Senju's apprentice, was immediately abandoned by the busy Gin Uchiha. Helpless, he could only follow his cheap teacher around every day, learning the knowledge that the teacher taught him in his spare time. Even so, he benefited much more from it than from his uncle.

"Uchiha, huh."

Sure enough, this boy was the clansman who had cured him, the divine healer. Thinking of this, Hiruzen Sarutobi's guard lessened, and he smiled at Kagami Uchiha.

"Thank you so much, you've been a huge help!"

"You're welcome, it's what I should do."

From a young age, Uchiha Gin forcibly educated him in moral character, turning him into a progressive Young Pioneer. He was adept at things like helping old ladies cross the street and fetching water for widows.

"Your face is so red, do you have a fever? My uncle knows a little about medicine, would you like to go over there and take a look at you?"

Noticing the girl's somewhat unnatural expression, he immediately stepped forward and inquired with concern about Koharu, whose face was flushed.

"Hiruzen, is there any connection between this guy and that wretched curly-haired guy?"

Stung by Uchiha Kagami's vibrant and innocent smile, Shimura Danzo quietly leaned close to Sarutobi Hiruzen's ear and whispered, "..."

"Even if they are not father and son, they should be close relatives."

Based on his unusual curly hair, Hiruzen Sarutobi confidently identified Uchiha Kagami. He glanced at Danzo, who looked slightly resentful, frowned, and whispered a reminder.

"Hmph~ No wonder he's so annoying!"

Seeing his childhood sweetheart, Koharu, completely infatuated with this curly-haired boy, Danzo felt a pang of jealousy. He snorted coldly, then turned his back to Uchiha Kagami in protest.

"Is that person also your friend? Would you like to come along and check it out?"

Uchiha Kagami, puzzled by Danzo's cold shoulder, scratched his head. Upon seeing Danzo's anatomically incongruous buttocks, he gasped, his face filled with shock, and turned to Koharu Utatane, who was gripping his arm, and asked...

"It's none of your business!"

Danzo, with his keen ears, didn't appreciate Uchiha Kagami's well-intentioned suggestion. Instead, he arrogantly turned his head away and coldly refused.

Hmph! Once someone in my group masters the art of butt-walking, they'll teach you curly-haired bastards a lesson!

"Okay, but you have to be careful not to let a minor illness turn into a major one. I heard from my uncle that tumors like this can only be cured by being removed."

Thinking that Shimura Danzo was too shy to see a doctor, the kind-hearted Uchiha Kagami still offered words of comfort and explained the treatment for this ailment.

"ha?"

Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was listening intently to the sound of "cutting," felt a chill run down his groin when he heard the word "cutting." His face turned extremely pale, and he hunched over even more, as if he were hiding something.

"Crackling~ Crackling~"

Suddenly, the crackling sound of firecrackers came from afar, attracting the attention of everyone present. Several children who were chatting were also drawn by the lively sound, craning their necks to see what was going on.

"We, the Senju clan, have always been committed to resolving conflicts through nuclear peace, hoping to establish a safe and stable society."

The crowd, who had been dozing off from Hashirama Senju's long and tedious speech, suddenly perked up at the sound of firecrackers. They began whispering among themselves, asking what was going on over there.

Even more so, some people had already started to move in that direction, wanting to see what had happened. As one person after another left, only the members of the Ninja Alliance, who dared not make any rash moves, remained in front of the Senju prison, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Tobirama, what's that over there? Weren't we notified in advance to delay the opening of the shops?"

Hashirama Senju, who was in the middle of an exciting moment, was somewhat displeased after being interrupted, and then turned to ask his younger brother.

"Hoo~ Ah? That's the Uchiha's temporary detention center over there."

Tobirama Senju, who had also been drowsy from Hashirama's chanting, instantly snapped back to reality upon hearing his elder brother's voice. His crimson eyes turned towards the source of the sound, and after realizing where it was, a hint of surprise appeared on his usually aloof face.

Who is in charge of the detention center?

I'm clearly spreading the idea of ​​peace, so why are these guys so troublesome? I have to tell Madara!

"Let me see, it looks like that curly hair~"

Upon seeing a familiar figure in the distance, Tobirama Senju's expression became quite complex, and he then spoke in a strange tone,

"Huh? Brother Yin!"

Upon hearing that the person in charge was Uchiha Gin, Senju Hashirama, who had just been arrogant and ready to confront Uchiha Madara, instinctively shrank back. His displeasure vanished, replaced by a slight smile. He turned and waved to his younger brother, then addressed the members of the Shinobi Alliance below the stage, saying…

"Let's go check out what the Uchiha clan is up to!"

The members of the Ninja Alliance followed the Senju brothers towards the Uchiha prison. Even before they arrived, they heard deafening music, which only fueled their curiosity.

A huge speaker was placed in front of the Uchiha detention center, playing a song that Uchiha Gin had recorded overnight.

Every word was like a piercing wound, a tear of blood stabbing through his voice. His hoarse tone and melancholic cadence stirred a pang of sympathy in the uninformed onlookers for the plight of these prison guards.

"Uchiha with a round fan, Uchiha with a round fan, the ancestral dungeon has closed down~"

"The Uchiha clan's best-benefit dungeon with the Uchiha fan design, the ancestral dungeon has closed down~"

"You bastard, you bastard clan chief Mada, obsessed with wooden figures, obsessed with wooden figures~"

"He owed 3.5 million, and ran away with his wooden puppet."

"We have no other way, no other option but to use prisoners as payment for wages."

"Prisoners who originally had bounties of 1000 million, 2000 million, or 3000 million are now only paying 200 million!"

"200w, 200w, all for only 200w, all of them ...

"Madara, you bastard, you bastard, Madara, you're not you, you're not you, you're not human!"

「原赏金都是1000w、2000w、3000w的囚犯，通通200w通通200w~」

"Madara, you bastard, you bastard, Madara, you're not you, you're not you, you're not human!"

"We've worked so hard, we've worked so hard for you for most of our lives~"

"You, you, you're not paying my salary! Give me back my hard-earned money!"

"Give me back my hard-earned money!"

"Tobirama, that voice..."

Upon hearing this bizarre yet captivating song, Hashirama Senju felt as if he could barely move, his foot hovering in mid-air. He asked his younger brother behind him in a strange tone, "..."

"That's right, it's that curly-haired guy's voice. I never knew he was such a talented singer. I definitely want to have a go at singing with him sometime!"

Compared to his elder brother, whose face looked rather grim, Tobirama Senju, who was proficient in music, had a strange glint in his eyes as he looked at Gin Uchiha, with a hint of wanting to learn from him.

I won't easily give up the title of Konoha's Songstress to you with those curly hairs!

"Sure enough, no matter how good the product is, it's all for nothing without GG~"

Looking at the crowd immersed in the song, Uchiha Gin nodded in satisfaction. It was worth the effort he had put in all night to produce this GG song; the effect was so outstanding.

"Hey, look, there's a banner hanging over there!"

In the crowd, a sharp-eyed onlooker pointed to the banner hanging above and exclaimed in surprise,

"Uchiha Dungeon Auction Center, what does that mean?"

After being reminded, the other onlookers quickly looked at the banner, only to find several large characters written on it that left them puzzled for a moment.

"Hey everyone~ Welcome to this auction! I'm your host, Uchiha Gin~"

After adjusting the microphone, Uchiha Gin, now dressed in a formal suit, styled his curly hair with hair gel to look like an adult, and donned gold-rimmed glasses, began to introduce himself to the audience with deep emotion.

"Huh? Wasn't it supposed to be a free gift? Why is it being auctioned off now?"

Upon hearing Uchiha Gin's words, the curious onlookers in the audience couldn't help but shout, "The Senju clan promised to give it away for free!"

"That's a good question, young man, but the free giveaway event is over. From now on, it will be an auction."

Seeing that his straight man was so tactful, Uchiha Gin immediately waved his hand, indicating that the Senju clan's promotional event was over and that his auction was the main event.

Your Senju clan is giving it away for free, what does that have to do with my Uchiha clan? We never agreed to your free donation.

"Big brother, didn't you tell Madara Uchiha beforehand? Didn't you say it would be an unconditional release?"

Upon hearing Uchiha Gin's words, Senju Tobirama, standing below the stage, immediately turned his gaze to his elder brother and, seeing the latter's slightly bewildered expression, questioned him.

"Ahem. Did I say it or not?"

With his eyes darting around, Hashirama Senju looked like a child who had done something wrong. Faced with his younger brother's questioning, he could only give an ambiguous answer.

"Lord Tobirama, this isn't what we agreed on. Wasn't it supposed to be a free gift?"

As the two brothers were fighting amongst themselves, Sarutobi Sasuke, who was following closely behind, stepped forward, frowned, and asked,

"Um, there might be some misunderstanding here."

Faced with the sharp gazes of the Ninja Alliance members, a guilty-looking Tobirama Senju scratched his face awkwardly. He had assumed his elder brother had already settled the matter, but this unexpected turn of events left him momentarily at a loss for words.

"Ahem, everyone, please calm down. It's just a little money. Consider it as money for building up Konoha."

Seeing his younger brother in a predicament, the ever-protective Hashirama Senju stepped forward, coughed a few times, and though his tone was calm, it carried a subtle threat.

So, tell me, are you going to donate or not?

"Okay, 200 million isn't a huge number."

Sensing the threat, Sarutobi Sasuke reassured his allies behind him, then turned to Uchiha Gin, who was explaining the auction process on stage, and said in a conciliatory tone,

I will never forget your kindness in saving the bird. It's only 200 million, consider it a thank-you gift to the miracle doctor!

"Our Yamanaka clan has paid 200 million yen! Give Elder Soichiro back to us!"

Before Sarutobi Sasuke could even speak, the representative of the Yamanaka clan spoke up impatiently, her beautiful face filled with worry, as if Yamanaka Soichiro would die on the spot if she delayed even a second.

"Excuse me, ma'am, our auction hasn't started yet, please be patient."

Surprised that customers had arrived so quickly, Uchiha Gin, who had been worried about a lack of business, excitedly raised his eyebrows and explained to the Yamanaka clan representative below the stage,

"It's just 200 million, our mountain tribe isn't short of money, and Uncle Yiye should return it to us too!"

400 million might be an astronomical figure for the average person, but for a ninja clan like theirs, it's just a few days' worth of revenue.

"Alright, alright, since this lady is in such a hurry, let's start the auction with the mountain tribe~"

Since you're in such a hurry, then I'll use you as an example. I hope you won't be angry, since it's your family's choice after all.

In the back office of the detention center.

"Hmph~ You've lost, haven't you? As expected, our mountain tribe values ​​loyalty the most!"

Soichiro Yamanaka's old face crinkled into a smile like a chrysanthemum as he stretched out his hand to his fellow inmates, chuckling and boasting.

"That Sasuke brat, he actually hesitated! All those years of teaching him were wasted!"

Having lost the bet, Sarutobi Takinosuke angrily threw the token bearing the clan crest at Sarutobi Sasuke, his eyes filled with disappointment.

"Sigh~ Shinji, that kid must not have eaten enough, that's why he's so slow!"

The robust man, as large as a small mountain, pulled a token with the character "food" written on it from between his fingers and handed it to Yamanaka Soichiro. A look of disappointment flickered in his narrow eyes.

"What a boring betting match!"

Shinji Shimura, who also failed to win, turned his head away, flicked out a mark bearing the Shimura clan crest, and said coldly, while inwardly harboring endless resentment towards Kenichi Shimura.

The other losers, however, were not as petty as him. They generously tossed over the tokens bearing their clan crests, their words filled with nothing but condemnation of the younger generation.

"A bet's a bet. I'll definitely teach that kid a lesson when I get back!"

"Hmph, it seems those brats in the clan have forgotten my divine might!"

"Hehe, I've made a fortune!"

Soichiro Yamanaka smiled broadly as he held up a pile of tokens bearing the emblems of various clans. These were their betting chips, each worth 100 million yen.

I never imagined that after serving so many years in prison, I would go in penniless and come out incredibly wealthy.

"Sōichirō Yamanaka, it's time to go."

Just then, the jailer's voice came from outside the door: Yamanaka Soichiro was about to regain his freedom!

"Alright, I'm coming right now!"

Holding the chips, Yamanaka Soichiro moved with the agility of the wind, unlike an elderly man over seventy. However, the next words from his opponent caused the smile on his old face to wither instantly.

"Take off your clothes first, not even your underwear!"

(End of this chapter)