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

Chapter 243 How can a foot be without silk?

Leaf.

With the arrival of the ninja clan, the village's development began to stabilize, and everything seemed well-organized. The shops that the ninja clan had prepared in advance were also opening one after another, and the noise was constant.

Right now, on the bustling streets, the hottest topic of discussion is who will ultimately win the Hokage title.

In a recently renovated barbecue restaurant, several people sat around a grill. Among them, a stout man eagerly flipped the sizzling meat on the grill, his small eyes filled with anticipation.

The people around him, meanwhile, were holding tea and chatting idly.

"Shinji, is this the yakiniku restaurant you were talking about, the one that's supposedly incredibly delicious? It doesn't look that special~"

Kenichi Shimura looked around the restaurant and found nothing particularly special about it; it was just an ordinary yakiniku (grilled meat) restaurant, only a bit more crowded.

"You'll see when you try it; Boss Dalang's barbecue is absolutely amazing!"

Wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth, Shinji Akimichi, his eyes glued to the screen, enthusiastically recommended...

"Is the owner of this shop an Uchiha?"

Taking a sip of tea, the pineapple-headed man sitting opposite him glanced at the round fan hanging on the wall and asked,

"what!"

As soon as the man with the pineapple-shaped haircut finished speaking, the woman sitting in the corner screamed in response.

"Minako, this is a public place, be quiet, I can't even hear the food responding~"

Shinji Akimichi, who was intently flipping the grilled meat, looked up with a hint of helplessness at the dazed and dejected woman in the corner, and whispered a reminder.

"Oh my, oh my, I forgot that's a forbidden word for Minako."

The man with the pineapple-shaped haircut rubbed his temples and apologized.

"Sigh~ I don't know what's wrong with Uncle Jin, he actually made us admit to that debt."

When the Uchiha clan is mentioned, Kenichi Shimura is furious. When they ransomed Shinji Shimura a while ago, the Shimura clan spent a lot of money, and in the end, they couldn't raise the money and even had to write an IOU.

They thought that after the people were rescued, they could appeal and renege on the debt. Unexpectedly, the elders who came out of the Uchiha clan's dungeon all tacitly chose to take responsibility for the debt and said that they would definitely repay the principal and interest.

"Yeah, Minako spent the most money on in-game purchases. She'll probably never be able to pay it back in her lifetime~"

Shinji Akimichi shook his head sympathetically. Although the Akimichi clan had also spent a lot of money, it was still within their means, unlike the Yamanaka clan, who had spent over a billion yen.

"This money should be spent."

Sarutobi Sasuke, who had been gazing out the window at the street, joined in the conversation his childhood friends were discussing.

"Takinosuke-sensei, after being captured, endured inhuman torture. According to him, his brain was damaged at the time, but he miraculously regained his sanity under the careful care of a prison guard."

Recalling the experiences his teacher had shared, Sarutobi Sasuke's eyes gleamed, and his gratitude towards someone deepened.

"Grandpa Soichiro is over seventy years old, but he is still very healthy."

Slightly roused, Minako Yamamoto tidied her dry, yellow hair, and a faint smile appeared on her pale face.

"Moreover, the clothes I drew sold like hotcakes in the capital of the Land of Fire, with many nobles vying to buy them, which helped me recoup a lot of my losses."

Under Shinji Akimichi's murderous gaze, Minako Yamamoto picked up a piece of golden-brown, marbled grilled meat with her chopsticks, popped it into her mouth, and began to savor it.

"Hmm~ Ou Yixi~"

The moment the tender and succulent grilled meat entered her mouth, a look of surprise suddenly lit up in Minako Yamamoto's dull eyes. She covered her mouth and exclaimed in praise.

"Hmph~ I told you so, this barbecue restaurant is definitely the best in the ninja world!"

Although his carefully grilled pork belly was stolen, Shinji Akimichi let it go out of consideration for Minako's already unfortunate situation.

As long as it's not the last piece, everything is negotiable.

"Bang!"

Kenichi Shimura, who was drinking tea, dropped his teacup the moment he heard Minako Yama's words. Even as the scalding tea spilled all over his crotch, he felt no pain whatsoever.

It's too small after all.

"What? Those rags are really that valuable?"

He sat up and shouted in an incredulous tone,

You see, after he brought back the basket of strange clothes he had drawn, he immediately used fire-style techniques to deal with them, just to avoid looking at them and getting annoyed.

"Hmm, especially those lingerie and swimsuits with very little fabric; some nobles are bidding a fortune for them!"

Licking her greasy, red lips, Minako Yamamoto's eyes flashed with confusion. She still couldn't understand why anyone would spend millions of taels of silver to buy a bikini that was only as wide as a finger.

What's the difference between wearing that and being completely naked?

As he spoke, he extended five long, slender fingers and said in an enigmatic tone,

"That limited-edition summer bikini alone fetched five million taels at auction!"

"Damn it!"

Feeling he had made a huge mistake, Kenichi Shimura slammed his fist on the table, his narrow-minded heart now filled with regret.

He once had a chance to make a fortune, but he didn't cherish it. Now, he regrets it deeply.

wrong!

"I remember, the prize draw cost 168,000 yuan per entry, right?"

After calming down, Kenichi Shimura began to make his own calculations. Looking at the group of people in front of him, he asked with a strange expression,

"Yes, what's wrong?"

The others were currently plotting how to sell the unused prizes in their family. Unlike Kenichi Shimura, they weren't so extreme as to destroy the clothes before even getting home.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I was just asking~"

A sly glint flashed in his eyes, while Kenichi Shimura maintained a composed expression. Inwardly, he was secretly delighted; he had finally found a way to make money.

"Oh, really?"

The people who answered all had their heads down, so they couldn't see each other's expressions, and it was impossible to tell what they were thinking.

The lottery that Uchiha Gin did before, where every ten pulls guaranteed a limited-edition swimsuit, meant that 168 million gold could get you a swimsuit, and you could just take it to the capital of the Land of Fire, do some marketing, and easily make three or four million gold.

So, the few people present, each with their own agendas, exchanged knowing smiles and began clinking glasses, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Today is another day full of hope!

On the bustling streets of Konoha.

Two attractive figures strolled along the emerging commercial street, enjoying their daily shopping activities.

On the left is a tall, voluptuous girl with short hair. Her striking black and white hair draws the attention of passersby. A youthful smile graces her pretty face, and a purple mark on her forehead gleams in the sunlight.

Accompanying her on the right was a serene-looking purple-haired girl, cool yet alluring, with long, wavy hair, resembling a noble young lady, giving off an aura of unapproachable grandeur.

On her forehead, there was a mark identical to that of the girl beside her, only slightly smaller and lighter in color.

"Sister Zhili, why are you out so early?"

With eyes full of curiosity, Senju Itama tilted his head and asked Uchiha Osamu, whose expression was inscrutable, "..."

Today was the day the two girls had arranged to go shopping together, but usually Uchiha Osamu would arrive after lunch. For some reason, he arrived much earlier today.

"My mother said she won't cook lunch and that you and I should eat out."

With a slight frown, Uchiha Rinpoche recalled the strange way her mother waved goodbye to her, which made her suspicious.

"That curly-haired baboon said the same thing to me!"

Senju Itama, who was looking at the goods on the street, turned her head in confusion after hearing Uchiha Osamu's words. Why did those words seem so familiar to her?

"Mr. Yin said the same thing?"

Uchiha suddenly stopped in his tracks, his unease growing stronger. How could such a coincidence happen?

"Yes, he went for a night run again last night, and when he came back he went straight to sleep. He smelled strongly of oysters, it was really pungent."

With a look of disgust, Senju Itama recalled the curly-haired man who was drenched in sweat and had a pungent, salty smell around midnight last night, and couldn't help but complain.

"Speaking of which, are the food stalls at the night market really that delicious? Should we go try some?"

However, since that seafood restaurant could attract Uchiha Gin so many times, it must have some tricks up its sleeve.

"Mr. Yin, you've recently taken a liking to nighttime running?"

With her beautiful eyes narrowed, Uchiha Shigeaki, sensing that something was very wrong, asked,

"Anyway, I have to go out every few days."

The easygoing Senju Itama, though puzzled, didn't dwell on it. As long as Uchiha Gin didn't stay out all night, she was relieved.

"Is that so?"

Looking at her honest and kind-hearted best friend, Uchiha Rinpoche sighed inwardly.

They say that those who are near the water get the moon first, but this stupid subdivided flat is so disappointing!

If it were her, the kids would probably have Sharingan by now!

The carefree Senju Itama was completely oblivious to Uchiha Osamu's flushed face. The purple-haired girl's cool eyes held a hint of allure, and a small smile curved her lips. Her desire to join the Mischievous Rider Clan grew stronger.

Mr. Gin, a member of the Uchiha clan, is very good at seizing opportunities.

"Alright, let's not talk about that curly-haired baboon. I heard a lot of new shops have opened in the shopping district, let's do some serious shopping today!"

Seeing that Uchiha Governance had fallen into an odd silence, Senju Itama scratched his head, then grabbed his best friend and headed towards the newly opened commercial area of ​​the ninja clan.

The number of shops along the way had increased dramatically compared to before, with so many novel products that the two women were overwhelmed. As they browsed, Senju Itama stopped at a stall because she had found something that interested her.

"Hey, Sister Zhili, look! There's a cute doll here!"

With stars twinkling in his eyes, Senju Itama waved to the Uchiha clan leader behind him, pointed excitedly at the fluffy little fox in front of him, and said...

"Hmm, it has nine tails, it is indeed kind of cute."

Uchiha, who had walked up to the shelf, looked at the fiery red fox on display and nodded in agreement.

"Boss, how much is this fox doll?"

"Excuse me, please wait a moment."

The stall owner was a red-haired boy with a somewhat shy and reserved face. He pulled back the curtain and called out to those inside.

"Grandpa, how much does that nine-tailed doll cost?"

"Phew~ Is that Gintoki?"

A strong, resonant voice came from behind the curtain, followed by the emergence of an elderly man with a slightly hunched back and gray hair streaked with bright red.

"Huh, it's not that~"

The elderly man who emerged was none other than Zhou Xuan, nearing seventy. He had now retired from the business, handing it over to his grandson. Rubbing his slightly aging eyes, he looked at the two women in front of the stall and asked with some confusion,

"You're Uncle Zhou Xuan! Long time no see!"

Senju Itama, who was examining the Nine-Tailed Fox doll, greeted the old man who came out from behind him with some surprise.

"Uh, you're that tagalong who follows Gintoki around. I remember you looked just like this the last time I saw you. Being a ninja must be great; you age slower than us ordinary people~"

Although Uzumaki Shusaku was old, his mind was still as clear as a mirror. Looking at Senju Itama, who was somewhat of an acquaintance, he said with a smile,

"Hehe, you seem to be in pretty good health, why are you lying down already?"

Unexpectedly, it was an acquaintance. Senju Itama smiled, pointed to the young, inexperienced boy swirling around him, and asked...

"Who is this young man?"

"Zhengyan, this is a regular customer of ours, remember to call him next time~"

Patting his grandson's head, Xuanwo Zhouxuan spoke up to remind him.

"Hello, my name is Masahiko Uzumaki. Please take good care of our business in the future~"

After being reminded by his grandfather, the boy wisely stepped forward and bowed.

"I am getting old, so I will hand over the business of the Land of Fire to my grandson from now on."

"Grandson, no wonder you look so much like you. And what about your son?"

His gaze swept across the faces of the old man and the young man, and Senju Itama suddenly realized what was going on. He then clapped his hands and asked with some confusion,

"That rebellious son Jing Tong is too impulsive, so I let him run the shop in our hometown. Zheng Yan has been smart since he was a child, so I let him come to the Land of Fire to broaden his horizons and so that he can inherit my family business in the future."

The mere mention of her son filled Xuanwo Zhouxuan with anger. That good-for-nothing was neglecting his perfectly good business. At his age, he still dreamed of being a ninja. He was utterly useless. It would be better to raise her grandson instead.

"Oh, oh, oh~ So, this doll?"

Since it was a family matter, Senju Itama didn't ask any further questions. He then pointed to the adorable nine-tailed toy, already understanding the situation.

"A generous offer of 9000 taels!"

"Two, please!"

"Okay~"

After the two women carrying the nine-tailed doll had walked away, Masahiko Uzumaki, looking bewildered and conflicted, watched his grandfather happily counting his money. Finally, as if making up his mind, he asked,

"Grandpa, I just looked at the invoice. That doll should only cost 900 taels, right?"

"Ahem, Masahiko, today Grandpa will teach you the most important lesson in doing business."

He was caught in a whirlpool of money, and upon hearing his grandson's words, he was speechless with anger. However, considering the boy's youth and ignorance, he still chose to pass on his years of business experience.

And so, under Masahiko Uzumaki's expectant gaze, Uzumaki Shuuu, having put away the banknotes, sat up straight, his gaze deep, and slowly began to speak.

"Exploiting those you know well, the closer you are to them, the more you should fleece them."

"."

"Hehe~ Finally, we've collected them all. That curly-haired baboon will be so happy~"

Regardless of the actual value of the tailed beast doll, Senju Itama happily celebrated while holding up the adorable Nine-Tailed Fox doll.

"Mr. Yin, you actually like this kind of creature?"

Stroking the Nine-Tails doll given to her by Senju Itama, Uchiha Gin asked in a strange tone, as if this strange tailed beast doll was not to Uchiha Gin's liking.

"That's right, that guy often stands in front of the display case, lamenting why he hasn't collected all the tailed beasts yet."

Stroking the chubby face of the Nine-Tailed Fox doll, Senju Itama had a thoughtful look in his eyes before exposing Uchiha Gin's strange behavior.

"Really? Mr. Gin likes collecting tailed beasts?"

Uchiha Rinpoche also pinched the Nine-Tails' round face, a strange look in his eyes. He then turned to Senju Itama beside him and asked, "If Mr. Gin really likes it so much, then..."

"I heard that Hashirama Senju and the clan leader are having a competition to capture the Tailed Beasts. I wonder what the true form of these Tailed Beasts is?"

Uchiha Rinpoche's understanding of the Tailed Beasts was limited to the Tailed Beast dolls in her hands; she knew nothing about the size or strength of the actual Tailed Beasts.

"Hmm, I heard that the eldest brother has captured two tailed beasts and placed them in the forest, but the second brother has already placed the area under martial law, so they can't see them."

Knowing that her identity had been exposed, Uchiha Rinpoche made no attempt to hide anything and told her best friend all the inside information she knew.

Having played with Tailed Beast dolls for so many years, it would be a lie to say that Senju Itama wasn't interested in real Tailed Beasts. A few days ago, while chatting with her second brother, she learned that Senju Hashirama had captured a Tailed Beast.

She immediately asked to go and observe, but Tobirama Senju cruelly refused, citing danger.

"How stingy! It's a pity we still haven't heard from the clan chief. If he had captured it, he would definitely have let us see it up close!"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Shigeyu muttered a few words of criticism, and then brought up Uchiha Madara. Although the clan leader had a cold face, he was actually a warm-hearted person and loved to show off. If it were a tailed beast that he had captured, he would definitely ride it around Konoha for three days and three nights before he would stop.

"Hmph~ Big brother will definitely let me ride the tailed beast to play with, unlike my second brother who is so rigid."

Upon hearing this, Senju Itama pouted and angrily began to criticize Senju Tobirama.

Both women had been ushered out before lunchtime. After wandering around for a while, they felt hungry and randomly entered a newly opened restaurant to begin their lunch.

"Let's order first, that's all!"

The menu in their hands was so dazzling that they were overwhelmed. Touching her empty stomach, Senju Itama smiled and looked up at the plump waiter, saying...

"Give me one!"

As a member of the Akimichi clan, the waiter looked surprised at the slender Senju Itama and subconsciously asked for confirmation.

"Sir, our shop's main focus is on affordability, you..."

Two books!

After the sumptuous meal was served, the two women felt a pang of guilt. They had eaten so lavishly outside, but they wondered how their families had enjoyed their meals.

"I wonder what Mother/Curly-haired Baboon ate for lunch?"

"Pop~"

Accompanied by a heavy breathing sound, a sound similar to the popping of a bottle of red wine echoed from a room filled with alluring purple hues.

"Gulp~ Gintoki is as persistent as ever, my jaw is about to dislocate~"

With a soft thud, Lady Yongmei, drenched in sweat, lowered her head, her purple hair cascading down. She licked her full, red lips, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears as she looked at the man before her. Her voice, thick with a nasal tone, became coquettish as she spoke…

"Sorry, I've been a bit busy lately and haven't paid much attention to you."

Having just unleashed a burst of power, Uchiha Gin reached out and stroked the beautiful woman's fair face before him, his tone filled with deep apology.

"It's alright. I'm already happy as long as you still remember me, Gintoki."

The woman squinted, enjoying Uchiha Gin's caresses, and replied with great satisfaction.

Uchiha Gin, who was easily manipulated by his wife, no longer held back. He lowered his head and stared intently into Uchiha Eimi's watery eyes. With tender affection, he resolutely embarked on his journey.

"Madam, you take very good care of yourself. You even smell wonderful!"

"I cleaned it thoroughly, you know~"

Hehe~

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"Phew~ Gintoki, it seems like Kazuya has gotten smarter lately, he's even started to suspect me."

After their lovemaking, Uchiha Eimi, utterly exhausted, had a look of pure satisfaction in her beautiful eyes. She nestled against Uchiha Gin, her beautiful feet, adorned with purple nail polish, playfully swaying.

"We can't keep our relationship a secret forever. Shouldn't we tell Xiaozhi about it?"

The woman in his arms suddenly stopped moving.

"Let's wait a little longer. I'm afraid Xiaozhi won't be able to accept it right away."

Stroking Uchiha Eimi's long purple hair, Uchiha Gin smacked his lips somewhat awkwardly, savoring the faint fragrance in his mouth, and asked with a strange expression,

"Madam, you don't have athlete's foot caused by a fungal infection, do you?"

"Hmph~ I'm very particular about food safety. How could anything that Gintoki puts in his mouth possibly carry germs?"

Upon hearing Uchiha Gin's question, Uchiha Eimi, standing beside him, immediately protested forcefully with her beautiful feet, clearly dissatisfied.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, I know, I know~"

Uchiha Gin couldn't help but gasp, looking at the alluring, fair-skinned jailer, and said somewhat embarrassedly,

"I came here without having lunch, but you look so delicious, guard, that I couldn't resist taking a bite."

Slightly embarrassed and annoyed, Uchiha Eimi stretched out her leg and placed her delicate foot in front of Uchiha Gin, saying in a coquettish voice,

Her snow-white feet, adorned with alluring purple nail polish, made Uchiha Gin's appetite surge once again.

Such delicious food wouldn't be complete without Balenciaga seasonings, he said with a slight smile, his eyes shifting slightly.

"Hehe, I'll bring you some small gifts next time. It just feels a bit bland without any gifts."

(End of this chapter)