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

"Achoo!"

Located in the heart of the Land of Fire, the capital city was arguably the most prosperous city in the entire ninja world. Within its towering walls, the city was bustling with activity, and the streets, with their dazzling array of goods, almost blinded the three girls. They immediately abandoned Uchiha Gin, who was inexplicably sneezing incessantly, and headed towards the shopping district together.

"Let's go shopping!"

"Remember to get an invoice. We'll meet at the hotel later."

Uchiha Gin gave a word of advice, then touched his reddened nose, wondering to himself which girl missed him so much.

Looking up again, the three women were nowhere to be seen. Uchiha Gin shook his head helplessly.

"Sure enough, once a woman enters shopping mode, she can forget all her worries~"

But this is fine too. I'm happy to have some free time, and I can also take the opportunity to conduct a thorough investigation of the places in the Land of Fire where women work, with a critical attitude.

"Today is a good day for a foot bath~"

Uchiha Gin hummed an unknown tune as he walked toward the bathhouse street whose signboard was full of allusions. Just as he was eager to show off his skills, a black-robed man whose face was not visible suddenly touched him from behind and subtly handed him a small card.

"Forehead!"

Gin Uchiha showed no wariness towards this seemingly harmless mysterious person; instead, he quickly snatched the suspicious-looking card.

"Wow, you have a good eye for people."

No way! The world is going to the dogs. Out of all these men, why did he only get the Uchiha Gintoki card? Is he some kind of ladybug?

As if deeply insulted, Uchiha Gin's eyebrows furrowed, and with a face full of indignation, he stuffed the card into his pocket, righteously refusing it.

"What kind of person do you take me for?"

"Lord Yin, we're on the same side."

The mysterious man, stunned by Uchiha Gin's ambiguous and enigmatic fist technique, remained speechless for a long time before speaking in a strange, low voice.

"ha?"

I, Uchiha Gin, am a well-known pure-hearted man in the surrounding area. You're just a childhood friend, who's on my side?

"Don't make up stories. This is my first time in a place like this. I've never even heard of Heaven on Earth or White Horse Club."

Feeling slandered, Uchiha Gin quickly retorted, but his tone lacked confidence.

"Lord Gin, I am a member of the Ghost Soldier Corps."

Seeing that things were getting worse the more he explained, and that he might be exiled to the Land of Snow if he knew too much, the mysterious man quickly lifted his hood, revealing an ordinary-looking middle-aged face. His scarlet eyes were filled with helplessness as he looked at Uchiha Gin, who had transformed into a self-destructing truck, and revealed his identity.

"Ahem. Do you know what a veteran actor is?"

Uchiha Gin, who was explaining enthusiastically, then recognized the person in front of him as the clansman he had questioned during his visit to his uncle not long ago. His face immediately stiffened, and he coughed a few times to ease the awkwardness.

"Lord Yin, this is not the place to talk. Please come with me."

Now that they had made contact, the clansman stopped trying to hide it, whispered something to Uchiha Gin, and turned to walk towards the dark alley at the street corner.

Just then, Uchiha Gin also had some things he wanted to ask them, so he followed him into the dark alley.

The narrow, damp alley was even deeper than Uchiha Gin had imagined. After walking for about five or six minutes, the clansman in front of him stopped in front of a small door that blended into the wall, reached out and knocked three times before waiting quietly with his hands down.

"Gini?"

Just as Uchiha Gin was wondering, a deep voice suddenly came from inside the door. The two simple words seemed to span two and a half years.

"Ishiya Taimei."

"The code is correct."

Creak~

As the door opened, the clansman beckoned to Uchiha Gin and slipped inside first.

"Oh, this."

Are you sure this is the Ghost Soldier Team's stronghold, and not Kuroko's chicken coop?

Uchiha Gin's eyes twitched slightly, but he still followed her inside.

Upon entering, the view suddenly opened up, revealing a surprisingly large space behind the small, hidden door, where many people dressed similarly to the clansman from before were moving around.

Upon seeing the arrival of a stranger, everyone simultaneously stopped what they were doing, and dozens of pairs of eyes, gleaming with cold light, fell upon Uchiha Gin. After confirming the newcomer's identity, their previous coldness gradually turned into intense fervor.

"It's Master Gin!"

"It's the living, breathing Lord Gin!"

"Lord Yin has actually come to work at the grassroots level!"

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No, why are these guys acting like they've been injected with chicken blood?

Uchiha Gin almost lost himself in the inexplicable cheers. Forcibly suppressing his inner rage, he nudged the clansman who had brought him and asked in a low voice,

"You're a legitimate ghost soldier squad, aren't you?"

"Bro, Lord Yin, this is the Fire Country office of the Ghost Army Corps. All the soldiers stationed here are the elite of our clan."

The tribesman proudly puffed out his chest and answered very seriously.

"Then why are they so agitated?"

"To meet the founder of the Ghost Corps, Lord Gin, is the highest honor for every member of the Ghost Corps."

No, Uchiha Gin just formed a security team out of interest back then, and never expected that they would grow into top-notch Buddhist monks.

"You didn't call me here just to offer condolences, did you?"

There was absolutely no work atmosphere. Feeling cheated, Uchiha Gin rolled his eyes and couldn't help but complain.

"How could that be!"

The clansman who had brought him straightened his expression and slowly pulled a small notebook from his robes. Just as Uchiha Gin thought the man had some information to tell him,

"Please, Master Gin, sign your name for me!"

The other person suddenly bent down and respectfully handed the small notebook to Uchiha Gin, pleading in an excited tone,

"Huh? Heita, you're so despicable!"

So the Uchiha in front of me, who looks so ordinary, is named Heita. It suits his appearance quite well.

"Master Yin! Please give me your autograph~"

In a daze, Uchiha Gin was surrounded by countless team members, who shoved autographed notebooks and placards into his face.

"No rush, no rush, one at a time."

Faced with the enthusiastic clansmen, Uchiha Gin, enjoying the attention of everyone for the first time, was a little smug and immediately began happily signing autographs for each person.

"Master Yin, these are my winning underwear. Please sign them for me!"

A burly Uchiha man shyly pulled a pair of well-worn boxer briefs from his pocket.

"roll!"

Uchiha Gin, feeling a burning sensation in his eyes, narrowed them as black flames instantly extinguished the filthy underwear.

"No! My Pokemon!"

"Thank you, Master Yin!"

After signing the papers, the young man named Heita bowed repeatedly to Uchiha Gin with a grateful expression.

"Alright, alright, you've almost given me a cold. I happen to have something to ask you."

"Please speak, Lord Yin. I will tell you everything I know."

"I encountered a fully armed demon army in the capital of the Land of Waterfalls. Who were they?"

Recalling the leader of the Kiheitai who almost arrested Hozuki Gengetsu and Mu, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but feel curious.

"The Land of Waterfalls should be the latest batch of peacekeeping troops."

Uchiha Heita pondered for a moment, then answered.

Peacekeeping forces?

I didn't set up any of these weird organizational structures. What the hell is my uncle up to while I'm away?

As if sensing Uchiha Gin's confusion, Uchiha Heita immediately spoke up to explain.

"The so-called peacekeeping force is a special team that maintains regional security and stability. It was formed by the Daimyo of Takinohara during the previous Daimyo Alliance meeting."

After listening to Uchiha Heita recount the events in detail, Uchiha Gin finally understood the whole story.

It turns out that the massacre in Takigakure made the Daimyo of Takigakure worried that the ruthless rogue ninja Kakuzu would pose a threat to the nobility.

So he contacted the daimyo of the Land of Waves, with whom he had previously had a pleasant conversation, hoping that the daimyo could help him and give him some support.

Although the Ghost Corps is not well-known in the ninja world, it is widely known among nobles. It is said that a nobleman went out to sea for leisure and encountered a notorious rogue ninja from Kirigakure. Not only were all his guards killed and fed to sharks, but he was also kidnapped and extorted.

At the critical moment, a patrol of demon soldiers happened to pass by and quickly captured the rogue ninja. The nobleman who escaped death naturally used this incident as a topic of conversation among his superiors.

While showcasing their bravery and fearlessness, they also boasted about the unfathomable fighting power of the Ghost Soldier Corps, which aroused the imaginations of nobles from various countries.

Some say that ordinary members of the Kiheitai have combat power comparable to Jonin, and the leader can even fight on par with Kage-level powerhouses. As the story goes on, it becomes more and more mysterious, and some even say that Kage-level is just the basic standard for entering the Kiheitai.

"So, you guys are currently the No. 1 trending topic in aristocratic circles?"

Uchiha Gin looked at Uchiha Heita, whose nose was upturned, with a strange expression.

"That's right! Our appearance fee isn't low."

Uchiha Heita wasn't lying; the daily maintenance cost of the Kiheitai (Demon Army) unit in the capital of Hikari no Taki was as high as a million.

"No wonder my older cousin complained that the number of missions for guarding nobles in small countries has decreased by more than half recently. Turns out, you guys poached them all!"

Recalling Madara Uchiha's earlier rant in the mission hall office, Gin Uchiha suddenly realized that money hadn't left Konoha; it was just protecting the Uchiha in a different way.

Isn't this essentially the prototype of the future Guardian Ninja?

"It's not that exaggerated. The nobles of the five great nations don't really recognize our Ghost Corps. Only the nobles of some weaker ninja villages or those without ninja villages will contact us."

Hearing what Uchiha Gin said, Uchiha Heita became a little embarrassed, scratched his thinning hair, and explained,

After all, the strength of the ninja villages of the five great nations is undeniable, and they have accumulated considerable prestige over the years. Therefore, the nobles of the great nations generally prioritize having ninjas from their own villages undertake guard duties.

"You guys have done a great job. It wasn't a waste of money raising you. You can finally generate revenue for the Land of Waves!"

Seeing that the gold brick he had thrown out hadn't disappeared without a trace, Uchiha Gin was quite gratified. However, considering that he was currently in the capital of the Land of Fire, he felt a little puzzled and asked, "..."

"However, since the nobles of the great powers have not yet recognized the Ghost Soldier Corps, what are you doing setting up a base here?"

"The Ghost Corps has outposts in the capitals of all countries, responsible for monitoring the movements of daimyo and nobles in real time."

Uchiha Heita blinked and replied in a strange tone,

"Who's so free to have you guys spying on these parasites?"

Living in this era of strict class distinctions, Uchiha Gin, born in China, naturally despised these feudal remnants, but was too lazy to change them. After all, it was too troublesome and didn't fit his laid-back persona. He just wanted to live each day leisurely.

"Lord E Yin, you certainly have a short memory. Wasn't this your order from back then?"

"ha?"

Uchiha Gin was completely bewildered; when had he ever given such an order?

"You said it yourself, what about using your great name to command others? I will take care of your wife and children."

"Snapped!"

With a crisp slap, Uchiha Gin slapped his forehead hard, his eyes filled with helplessness.

"Do you know how much I drank back then? You can believe what I said when I was drunk?"

"Oh, this...we..."

Unexpectedly, his years of perseverance had come to nothing. The light in Uchiha Heita's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a red glow, and the three tomoe ornaments began to spin faster.

Unaware of all this, Uchiha Gin was still slapping his forehead in regret, finally sighing and saying...

"It's fine, since we've already built it, let's just treat it as an intelligence agency."

"Really?"

Uchiha Heita, who had been utterly despondent, had his eyes light up again upon hearing Uchiha Gin's words. Wiping away his stinging eyes, he couldn't help but ask loudly,

"Hey, remember to gather more dirt on Daimyo in the future, it might come in handy."

"Yes! I'll go tonight!"

After declining Uchiha Heita and the others' invitation to stay for dinner and tea, Uchiha Gin stepped out of the alley alone. Looking at the crimson dots in the darkness behind him, he waved with a look of satisfaction, then left the stronghold without looking back.

After Uchiha Gin left, the muscular Uchiha suddenly turned to Uchiha Heita beside him and asked,

"By the way, Heita, did you give Gin-sama our contact information?"

"Of course, the moment I met Mr. Yin, I handed him the business card of our shop on the red-light district."

Uchiha Heita nodded smugly, thinking, "How clever of me."

"Is that the female ninja Muzan?"

"Otherwise what?"

The members of the Demon Squad were so enthusiastic that by the time Uchiha Gin emerged, the moon was already high in the sky.

The time to meet the three women was fast approaching, and he regretfully abandoned his idea of ​​going into the red-light district to investigate and criticize it, turning around and walking towards the hotel.

Upon arriving at the pre-booked hotel, Uchiha Gin waited patiently in the room for another hour before the three women, carrying large and small bags, finally appeared with smiles on their faces.

"Don't you guys know how to use a storage reel?"

Gin Uchiha glanced at Senju Itama, who was carrying a small mountain of debris, and couldn't help but complain.

"Sorry, the storage reel is also full."

Upon hearing Uchiha Gin's words, Uchiha Hikari, who was sorting through her spoils, turned around, rolling her dark, beautiful eyes wide open.

These spendthrift women are incredibly good at selling things; they've even filled up the storage scrolls. Uchiha Gin's heart is bleeding, but when he thinks about how these people are his, he can only swallow his anger and bear it.

"Are you going shopping again tomorrow?"

Pressing his swollen temples, Uchiha Gin asked the three women,

"I'm not shopping anymore~"

The three women shook their heads in unison, which slightly eased Uchiha Gin's grief. However, Senju Itama's next words caused his blood pressure to spike.

"The whole street's been emptied out, what's the point of shopping?"

"you!"

It turns out it wasn't that I didn't want to go shopping, but rather that I was already carrying the street with me!

"We haven't seen you along the way. Didn't you go sightseeing, you curly-haired baboon?"

Without any psychological burden whatsoever, Senju Itama looked at the little dress she had chosen with satisfaction, then asked Uchiha Silver Hair without even looking up,

"I didn't go anywhere."

Because the sudden appearance of the Ghost Corps caused Uchiha Gin's plan to thwart his chances of becoming a top scholar to fall through, he answered quite naturally, having accomplished nothing.

"Really? Aren't you the one who loves exploring new restaurants?"

The "exploration" here doesn't refer to searching for famous restaurants, but rather to exploring dessert shops.

I've had a poor appetite lately.

"Oh! Let me see, are you sick?"

Upon hearing that Uchiha Gin hadn't secretly gone to the dessert shop, Senju Itama was the first to come over, her petite body rubbing against him, trying to get him to lower his head so she could check if he had a fever.

"I'm not sick. If I am, it's because you made me angry."

The strong, ruthless woman under her grasp tore Uchiha Gin's clothes askew with just a few tugs.

The mysterious little card that had accidentally entered his pocket was finally brought back to light thanks to Senju Itama's tireless efforts. It fell out of his pocket and slowly floated to Uchiha Hikaru's feet.

Uchiha Hikaru, who was watching the defeated Senju do futile work with a victor's smile, suddenly saw a card floating to his feet. He picked it up curiously, and saw the words "Female Ninja Muzan" in large characters. The back of the card contained a bunch of gameplay instructions, followed by contact information and an address.

"Gintoki!!!!"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Gin Uchiha, feeling somewhat overwhelmed by Itama Senju's antics, looked at Hikaru Uchiha, whose face was growing increasingly dark.

"Senior Hikaru, what happened?"

After sorting through her spoils, Uchiha Osamu also came over, peering at the card in Uchiha Hiro's hand. Her usually cool face instantly flushed red, and her usually aloof eyes filled with bewilderment. She glanced at Uchiha Gin and said in a strange tone,

"Mr. Yin, even if you really need to, you shouldn't go to places like this. What if you catch a disease?"

Driven by boundless curiosity, Senju Itama abandoned his attempts to harass Uchiha Gin and trotted over, standing on tiptoe to examine the little card for its secrets. What he saw turned him into a teapot of bubbles, steam rising from his forehead.

"You curly-haired baboon, you're just like a rabbit, never nibbling on the grass near your burrow."

"What are you saying? I don't understand a word you're saying!"

Uchiha Gin spread his little hands, his expression as innocent as could be.

Where did you go today?

His eyes, now tinged with a crimson Uchiha light, stared coldly at Uchiha Gin and questioned him.

"I just walked around that street in front of me, and didn't go anywhere else."

Unable to expose the matter of the Ghost Corps, Uchiha Gin could only casually point to a street not far away outside the window, without even confirming whether that street was legitimate or not.

The three women followed the direction Uchiha Gin pointed, and with their good eyesight, they clearly saw the three large characters.

Red Light Street

"Who recommended you to go?"

Hmph! A place like that must have been recommended by someone you know.

"Huh? Nobody introduced me?"

Uchiha Gin looked completely bewildered. Did he really need a matchmaker to go shopping?

"Who gave you this card?"

Seeing that Uchiha Gin was still stubbornly refusing to admit it, Uchiha Hikaru, who was furious, raised the small card in his hand that was radiating a mysterious aura and asked in a cold voice,

"You mean that? My family forced it on me."

Upon seeing the familiar card in the girl's hand, Uchiha Ginichi reached into his pocket and found it empty. He immediately told the truth: it was indeed given to him by a member of the Uchiha clan, who was practically family.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Uchiha Hikaru, amused by Uchiha Gin's frankness, said "good" three times in a row. His gritting teeth made Da Da Juan Mao, who was unaware of the truth, completely confused.

"It's okay, I'll take you there sometime to see for yourself, you'll be pleasantly surprised!"

As one of his closest confidants, Uchiha Gin naturally wouldn't keep Uchiha Hikaru's affairs in the Land of Waves a secret for too long; it was only a matter of time before he learned the secret of the Kiheitai.

"Phew! You're taking me with you too, you shameless bastard!"

Uchiha Hikaru looked at the outrageous gameplay on the back of the card and trembled with rage. A flash of red light appeared in her eyes, and a cherry-red hatchet appeared in the air.

With the help of the three women, Uchiha Gin, who was still confused about the situation, was quickly brought to justice.

With his hands restrained by Senju Itama's monstrous strength, his legs gripped tightly by a pair of large, cherry-pink trees, and a cherry-red woodcutter's knife hanging overhead, Uchiha Gin, feeling utterly wronged in this desperate situation, protested loudly.

"Why are you doing this to me? I want to die knowing why!"

"Hmph! They won't learn their lesson until they see the coffin. Just wait and see!"

Unexpectedly, even on the verge of death, Uchiha Gin still refused to admit his mistake. Enraged, Uchiha Hikaru threw the small card at his feet.

"Ah, Minos! I'm on the morning shift at 8 AM!!!"

Looking at the ambiguous words on the card, Uchiha Gin felt utterly hopeless. He never expected that Uchiha Heita would actually give him such a card. What was his intention? Was someone trying to ruin his reputation?

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Listening to Uchiha Gin's incompetent ravings, Uchiha Hikaru, his face grim, crossed his arms like an impartial judge.

"I can explain!"

Faced with the three women's cold gazes, Uchiha Gin took a deep breath and looked at them with very sincere eyes, trying to use the art of language to open up a way out for himself.

"Hehe, take your little card and go explain it to our ancestors!"

Too lazy to listen to Uchiha Gin's excuses, Uchiha Hikaru controlled the hatchet and chopped down hard. For this kind of ladybug, you have to get rid of it completely!

"Ah! Ah!! Ah!!! Master Qing Tang, I'm innocent!"

"Hmph~ I'll check your supplies tonight. If even a single drop is missing, you'd better think twice before you die!"

"Oh no!"

The wind is rather noisy tonight, destined to be another sleepless night for Uchiha Gin. (End of Chapter)