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

Worried about waking Tsunade, whom she had finally managed to get to sleep, Senju Momoka gestured to Senju Itama to find another place to talk, and the two then moved to the reception room.

Senju Momoka looked at Senju Itama, who had taken his seat, and asked a question.

"Tea or a beverage?"

"Tea will do."

ba da~

The next moment, a 1L bottle of Man's Black Tea in a yellow package, which Senju Itama recognized very well, was placed in front of her.

"Huh? This?"

Senju Itama's eyes twitched slightly. He looked up, about to say something, but saw Senju Momoka skillfully unscrewing the bottle cap and chugging it down. The soul-searching question instantly stuck in his throat.

"Phew~ That feels good! Itama, why aren't you drinking? This black tea has a rather unique flavor."

As the icy chill settled in her throat, Senju Momoka let out a long, comfortable sigh, a satisfied smile spreading across her cold, beautiful face. Seeing that Senju Itama remained unmoved, she asked in confusion,

"Thank you, I've been working on lowering my blood sugar and losing weight recently."

Senju Itama hesitated but refused, pushing the iced tea, which was radiating a chill, back to her; she was truly tired of it.

"That's a real pity. This black tea is a rare item that is sold in limited quantities by the village shop. Hashirama went to great lengths to snatch back a whole box of it."

With a lingering sense of satisfaction, Senju Momoka licked her lips, a look of regret on her face.

"Let me know if you need any; we have plenty of these at home."

This stuff is practically piled up like a mountain at home; I have no idea where they got the curly hair from.

"Thank you so much! I'll message you after I finish my drink~"

She got up and personally brewed a cup of tea for Senju Itama. After sitting down, the expression on Senju Momoka's face became serious at a visible speed.

"What happened?"

Holding a teacup, Senju Itama noticed the seriousness in the other person's eyes and frowned as he asked,

"Itama, when are you planning to come back?"

"I'm back now, aren't I?"

Senju Itama blinked. Now, returning to the Senju clan's territory was as easy as going home for her; there were no obstacles at all.

"This is different."

Looking at the indigo coat worn by Senju Itama, Senju Momoka shook her head. If Lord Butsuma saw the fan on the back of Senju Itama's clothes, he would probably be so angry that he would jump out of the Pure Land and give this unconventional girl a good beating.

Admittedly, Senju Itama is now free to come and go in the Senju clan territory, but to the new generation of Senju clan members, this girl with the unusual hair color has nothing to do with their Senju clan. She is just an Uchiha who has a close personal relationship with the Hokage's wife.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, there aren't many Senju clan members I know anymore."

He lowered his head and blew on the scalding tea a few times, then shook his head, feigning nonchalance, but the disappointment in his voice was clearly audible.

"Then it wouldn't be proper for you to stay with Brother Yin, and I'm afraid you'll be mistreated."

It turns out that Senju Momoka was anxious about Senju Itama's future. He had been living in the Uchiha Gin family for so many years, but had never had a proper status.

"What grievances could I possibly suffer? That curly-haired guy has to watch my every whim to get what he wants to eat!"

Senju Itama had grown accustomed to her current lifestyle, and considering herself Uchiha Gin's supportive wife, she didn't find anything wrong with it.

"When does he plan to marry you?"

"puff!"

A sudden, probing question caused Senju Itama to spit out the tea he had just drunk.

"Cough cough cough, isn't this too early?"

Whether from choking or something else, Senju Itama's face flushed red, and her voice was barely audible.

Looking at the purple diamond-shaped mark on Senju Itama's forehead, Senju Momoka was furious. How come she didn't have the talent to cultivate the Yin Seal!

"It's all because of this technique. Itama, you've almost forgotten your age. You're already..."

"stop!!!"

When the topic turned to sensitive issues, Senju Itama immediately stopped him, then looked down at his own small arms and legs, lost in deep thought.

After a long pause, Senju Itama raised her head, her eyes filled with unwavering determination for victory. She raised her delicate white hand and declared confidently,

"We will win."

The day we successfully capture Uchiha Gin will be the day Senju Itama returns to his ancestral home. At that time, the Senju clan will prepare a grand wedding procession, with the eldest brother's wooden puppet leading the way, so that she can have a magnificent wedding!

Time flies like an arrow; five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, the ninja world maintained its usual peace. The major ninja villages continued to diligently manage their own small territories. Before they had enough confidence, everyone lived in peace and enjoyed this moment of tranquility.

After facilitating the birth of the last Tailed Beast Rider, Uchiha Gin entered a stable period of development. With no one to bother him, he peacefully continued to contribute his remaining energy in the dungeon.

Konoha Dungeon

In the cold, damp corridor, a Konoha ninja, recently arrested and imprisoned by the police for assault while drunk, stared bloodshot-eyed at the only jailer before him. His senses numbed by alcohol, he was completely unable to control his emotions.

"You stinky curly-haired bastard, get out of my way if you don't want to die!"

"Huh? Ouch, my skin is so itchy~"

However, the only jailer present did not show any sign of tension when faced with this ninja who exuded a dangerous aura. Instead, he lazily yawned, and his droopy, dead-fish eyes revealed an unreadable expression.

In short, his words and actions are incredibly irritating.

"New guy! Don't be impulsive!"

"Exactly, exactly, you just made the mistake that every man makes~"

"Let go. Be at ease."

The prisoners watching from the nearby cells, seeing the drunken ninja about to make a move, all showed expressions of pity and tried to dissuade him, hoping he would put down his weapon and leave himself a way out.

"So noisy!"

However, the drunken ninja's body no longer obeyed his mind; his fist, the size of a sandbag, acted before he could even think, smashing towards the curly-haired jailer whose face held a hint of inexplicable anticipation.

"Oh no, this kid's probably going to eat dragon fruit."

"I suggest a thorough investigation into this kid's family history for three generations; how could he not know this freak?"

Seeing that their attempts to dissuade him were futile, the prisoners in the cell shook their heads in regret, while also becoming suspicious of the impulsive man's identity.

"Host detected to be in combat; Heart Steel Chest begins to accumulate."

"Now that we've finished this losing streak, it's time to announce the results, right?"

The curly-haired jailer, also known as Uchiha Gin, the only designated workhorse of Konoha prison, showed no sign of panic as he faced the fist carrying gusts of wind. Instead, he was calculating his losing streak.

"You slutty curly-haired brat, take this punch!"

Finally, the punch arrived. Uchiha Gin got into position, "slowly" raised his hand, and "barely" blocked the drunken ninja's punch.

"Thump!"

As expected, Uchiha Gin, who had jumped back, was sent flying ten meters away by the force of the punch. With a loud bang, he crashed heavily into the wall of the corridor.

This "scarred" wall stands out in the brand-new corridor, its mottled marks seeming to bear witness to someone's hard work over the years.

"puff!"

With a cloud of dust, Uchiha Gin landed on one knee and spat out the strawberry milk he had just drunk. Because the corridor was dimly lit, the pink milk looked no different from blood.

"ha?"

The ninja, who hadn't expected his casual punch to send the dungeon guard flying so far, instantly sobered up considerably.

Looking at his fist in confusion, he clearly felt as if he had punched cotton. How could that curly-haired jailer fly so far?

"Cough cough cough... Could this be the legendary Drunken Fist? The moves seem weak and powerless, but they actually conceal internal strength. Cough cough cough... I, Uchiha Gin, am willing to call you the Unrivaled Drunken Fist!"

"Host failed. Gained 16 Healing Energy. Heart Steel Treasure Chest reward unlocked. (Current total Healing Energy: 52)"

As soon as Uchiha Gin uttered his classic closing line, the familiar notification sound in his mind arrived as expected. Having suffered a losing streak, he stopped pretending, stood up, dusted himself off, and glanced at the strawberry milk on the ground with a hint of regret.

"you?"

"Have you eaten? If not, I'll treat you to some hearty chicken feet!"

Looking at the drunken ninja with bloodshot eyes, Uchiha Gin walked forward with a smile, and while the other man looked bewildered, he raised a foot...

"have eaten"

"Bang!"

The next moment, a golden light flashed, and the drunken ninja, whose eyes turned into the shape of mosquito coils, lay peacefully in a cell.

"Tsk, this kind of perverse humor again."

Seeing this everyday scene, the prisoners in the cell curled their lips and secretly grumbled to themselves.

"Today is a great day for grinding!"

Having finished his daily missions, Uchiha Gin hummed a tune as he strolled back to his office. After confirming no one was around, he closed his eyes and entered the system space within his mind.

"Please, Li, give me some good stuff!"

Uchiha Gin has already bathed, changed clothes, burned incense, and cleansed his hands today, all in hopes of obtaining a different reward from the Heart Steel Orb.

"Offer a marriage proposal for my eldest cousin, a sacrifice for him!"

Pointing his hand at the Heart Steel Orb, which shimmered with dazzling light, Uchiha Gin was filled with anticipation. He had a feeling he was about to unleash something big!

10 BRICS

Damn, it turns out he took a big dump.

With a gloomy expression, Uchiha Gin stuffed the ten gold bricks that had appeared out of thin air into the system's inventory. The huge gold bricks looked so small when they landed on the golden Great Wall.

"Phew~ There's still one left, there's still hope!"

Looking at the last remaining magic orb, Uchiha Gin squinted, fidgeting with his fingers and muttering incantations.

"It's here. I feel it, go for it!"

"Ding~"

With a pleasant notification sound, Uchiha Gin, whose face resembled a ferocious monkey, widened his eyes and subconsciously licked his lips.

This sound means that the ball has activated a special item, and he has finally shed his unlucky status and successfully changed his nationality to Europe.

"What is it? What is it?"

When the light from when the magic orb was activated faded, Uchiha Gin blinked in confusion, because the open space in front of him was completely empty.

"A plant! rnm refund!"

Uchiha Gin was furious. This system was really not going to work anymore; it was even trying to embezzle the welfare benefits of Africans.

"Heart Steel Chest upgrade complete."

Just as Uchiha Gin was about to contact customer service to request item retrieval, a cold system notification suddenly sounded in his ear.

"ha?"

He scratched his head in confusion, then turned around and looked at the Heart Steel Treasure Chest next to the system chessboard, which was playing a catchy background music on a loop. He noticed that it was much larger than before.

So Gin Uchiha tried clicking on the details of the Heart Steel Treasure Chest and found that the amount of Heart Energy gained had indeed increased. Previously, it was +10 Heart Energy for the first failure, and then an additional 20% of the points for each subsequent failure. Now it has become +25 Heart Energy for the first failure.

"It's become part of the Five Steel Group now."

Uchiha Gin was so excited he almost cried. Who said this system was a rip-off? This system is amazing!

After so many years, he finally upgraded the three steels to five steels, which more than doubled the speed at which he could acquire spiritual energy, and he could accumulate up to 130 points for the lottery, with the rewards estimated to be much more generous than they are now.

"I'm definitely going to have a good meal today!"

Uchiha Gin, who was delighted with his five-steel record, chose to skip work, intending to get a good rest tonight and recharge for a new losing streak tomorrow.

"Lord Egin, did you forget something?"

The guard at the gate, seeing Uchiha Gin come out shortly after going in, asked in confusion,

"Okay, that's how you'll remember it."

Seeing that the guard was so sensible, even coming up with a reason for him to skip work, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but look at him with newfound respect.

"I remember your name."

"Little Morino Inosuke".

The guard, whose face was full of scars, immediately forced a terrifying smile and then gave his name.

"You're a very good candidate. Would you be interested in joining the interrogation department?"

Looking at the guard's ferocious face, Uchiha Gin felt that it was a waste for him to be in a guard position. With such an intimidating appearance, it was a real waste of his talent not to be an interrogator.

"Thank you, Master Yin!"

Morino Inosuke trembled with excitement. Compared to the torture department, the guard's job was a piece of shit. He was also an ambitious young man who wanted to make a name for himself in the core department of the dungeon.

"Okay, when you're done, go report to the interrogation department. Just give my name."

"Take care, Lord Gin!"

"Today is a good day~"

Humming a cheerful tune, Uchiha Gin strolled back to his home, which was quite far from the city center. In the distance, he spotted a small figure peeking around suspiciously at his doorstep.

So he concealed his presence and crept over quietly, wanting to see whose mischievous child was playing a prank.

However, as the distance closed, Uchiha Gin saw through his opponent's true nature.

There was a little girl, about four or five years old, with two braids and blond hair, peeking into the house through the crack in the door.

"Not home?"

After watching for a while, the little girl, who had straightened up, pouted, a look of disappointment appearing on her rosy cheeks.

"At this hour, people are either at work, buying groceries, or sleeping; of course, there won't be anyone here."

"I knew it! I'd do it this afternoon...uhhhh!!!"

The little girl, stroking her chin, nodded in agreement after hearing the answer behind her. But she only got halfway through her explanation when she belatedly realized the presence of a second person and immediately cried out in surprise.

"Little Gang Gang, Sasipuri~"

With a beaming smile, Uchiha Gin scooped up the astonished Tsuna and gave him a series of fancy lifts high in the air.

"Ahhh! Grandpa Gin, please let me go~"

With her feet off the ground, her mind blank, and completely disoriented, Tsunade flailed her limbs, begging Uchiha Gin to put her down.

"You never come here unless you need something from me~"

Having had his fill of playing, Uchiha Gin reluctantly placed Tsunade back on the ground. Taking advantage of her momentary dizziness, he skillfully pulled a gold brick from his bag and slipped it into her arms.

"Are you short of pocket money again? Here, take this and spend it. If you need more, come ask Grandpa." (End of Chapter)