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

Chapter 414 A Few Things About My Cousin's Secret Surgery

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The largest shipping company in the Land of Waves has issued an urgent clarification, stating that it absolutely does not accept foreign investment. Any attempts to conduct internal financing under the guise of official Land of Waves personnel are fraudulent. The public is urged to be vigilant and avoid being deceived.

"Thump!"

"Damn it! Give me my money back!!!"

The solid wood desk was smashed in two by a punch. Tobirama Senju, his eyes bloodshot, gritted his teeth and stared at the front page of the newspaper in his hand, feeling his blood run cold.

My hard-earned money!!!

No wonder I've only received one dividend in all these years; every time I write to inquire, I get the same old reply.

What company is in a crucial stage of development? What kind of lucrative days are yet to come?

It turns out it was all a delaying tactic; my money had probably already been squandered by that despicable swindler.

"Sigh~ Tobirama, I warned you long ago that there's no such thing as a free lunch except for rolling dice."

Sitting firmly on the Hokage throne, Hashirama Senju looked at his impotent and furious younger brother with a pained expression. He had warned him many times before that the shipping company was definitely unreliable.

"Hmph! You drank just as much of that tea that was given as a gift."

Tobirama Senju turned his head and looked at his older brother with a dangerous gaze. Hashirama Senju had used quite a few of the gifts that swindler sent during holidays, so in that sense, he was also an accomplice.

"Forehead"

Awkwardly scratching his face, Hashirama Senju then adopted a serious expression.

"Tobirama, your brother has kept this huge hole a secret for you for so many years. Now that I'm about to abdicate, have you thought about how you're going to resolve this?"

Fortunately, Tobirama Senju wasn't entirely without precautions; he specifically left a Flying Thunder God mark on the man who claimed to be an official from the Land of Waves.

"I'll take care of that geoduck! I'll go find that guy later!"

With a cold expression, he raised a finger, and accompanied by a flash of blue light, Tobirama Senju vanished from the spot.

The next second, the blue light flashed again, and Tobirama Senju returned, soaking wet, his clothes clinging to his body with fresh seafood hanging from them, his face terribly sour.

"That guy definitely has a team. He managed to dismantle the Flying Thunder God and sink it into the sea without my knowledge."

Clutching a scroll covered in blue moss, Tobirama Senju first spat out a mouthful of salty seawater, then expressionlessly pulled off the small crab that was clamping his ear, and slowly spoke in an almost murderous tone,

"Such sophisticated methods suggest that this was premeditated."

"Oh? Then there's no way to get it back?"

Upon hearing this, Hashirama Senju's expression turned bitter. That money was earned through Gin Uchiha's hard work in promoting the Tailed Beasts, and the village hadn't even used it; it had all been squandered by his younger brother.

"Give me some more time, and I'll definitely find that guy."

"It's too late. Madara is about to take over the throne. When the accounts are made public, you won't be able to hide this huge hole anymore."

The amount of money that Tobirama Senju invested was no small sum; it was hundreds of billions of yen. Even with today's inflation, it would be an astronomical figure. Even if the entire Senju clan were sold, it might not be enough to make up for it.

Wait, there's also the Thousand Hands Clan!

"Tobirama, there is only one way out now."

After a moment of contemplation, Hashirama Senju, his face resolute, raised his head, his tone extremely heavy.

"Brother, do you mean to..."

Seeing Hashirama Senju's expression of resignation to his fate, Tobirama Senju's heart tightened, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Yes, I want it."

"You're going to submit to that bastard Uchiha Madara?"

"puff!!!"

"You idiot, what are you thinking!"

Just as Hashirama Senju picked up his teacup, he couldn't hold back and sprayed the scalding tea all over Tobirama Senju's face, his expression quite interesting.

"Then, brother, do you have any other ideas?"

Fortunately, he was already soaked, so Tobirama Senju didn't pay much attention to the tea that was poured over his face. After wiping his face, he asked in confusion,

Based on his powerful mental calculations, the only solution now is to bribe Uchiha Madara, the future Second Hokage.

As for how to bribe him, he could only ask his elder brother to cater to his preferences. As the younger brother, he was heartbroken but helpless.

"Sigh, when you get back, take a thorough inventory of the clan's assets."

Rubbing his aching temples, Hashirama Senju let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with exhaustion.

Ever since he contracted the strange illness, he felt his body was deteriorating day by day. He used to be full of energy and could go at it for three hundred rounds, but now he was careful, afraid of waking up his bedmate and having another round.

"Brother, are you really going to...?"

Upon hearing Hashirama Senju's words, Tobirama Senju's gaze sharpened, his expression one of utter grief.

"The Senju clan should also become history."

Soon, word began to spread throughout the streets and alleys of Konoha that the Senju clan was carrying out a major operation.

"Have you heard? The Senju Clan is currently taking stock of their assets, and many properties have been put up for auction."

"With a new emperor comes a new court. The first generation has abdicated, so the Senju clan will definitely have to be much more restrained. If they continue to hoard goods, they will likely be targeted by the second generation."

"Really? But I heard that the First and Second Generation were childhood sweethearts, they wouldn't do something like this, turning their backs on each other, would they?"

At the village entrance, a few idle elderly men and women sat around a small teahouse, sharing the gossip they had heard.

When the topic turned to the village chief's scandals, the group's faces lit up with gossip. One of them, an older woman with permed ramen-noodle hair, mysteriously beckoned to the people around her.

"Shh~ Keep your voice down. Let me tell you something. The ex-girlfriend of the previous owner of the neighbor's dog, who is the son-in-law of my second great-uncle's granddaughter's cousin, is a clerk in the Hokage Building. She told me that the First Hokage and the Second Hokage appeared to be on good terms, but actually harbored deep resentment. And the culprit behind all this is..."

"Who is it? Tell me quickly!"

"Stop keeping me in suspense. At worst, when we're grabbing eggs later, I'll let you go ahead of me in line."

The surrounding crowd's eyes gleamed with gossip. The middle-aged woman, enjoying the attention of the entire room, nodded with satisfaction. Her large, bright red lipstick parted slightly, and she uttered a name.

"Tobirama Senju!!!"

In the Senju clan's shrine, a withered old man with white hair stared grimly at the expressionless Tobirama Senju.

"Do you dare kneel before your ancestors' tablets and repeat what you just said?"

Pointing a trembling finger at the ancestral tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall, he coldly questioned,

"Elder, times have changed."

Tobirama Senju shook his head, a barely perceptible hint of disdain hidden in his eyes.

These parasites within the clan have sucked the blood of the Thousand Hands clan countless times; he must make these old men bleed out gold coins today.

"Konoha is not the Konoha of the Senju clan. Whenever Konoha needs us, the Senju clan must be prepared to sacrifice themselves at any time."

"You're talking nonsense! I've shed blood for the Senju clan, I've taken a knife for Patriarch Butsuma. You have no right or qualification to confiscate my private property!"

Seeing Tobirama Senju's insistence, even disregarding the name of their ancestors, the First Elder's eyes darted around, and he began to throw a tantrum.

"Elder, you must be a smart man to have lived for so many years. There are some things I won't say outright."

Looking at the elder who had turned into a deadbeat, Tobirama Senju sneered. This old fellow had taken advantage of his age to embezzle a lot of the clan's offerings.

"I am a lonely old man who has only accumulated a few acres of meager land and two small courtyards in my lifetime. If you want to take them, then take them. When I die in the street, I will definitely go to the clan chief of the Buddhist community and tell him everything you have done, not a single word of it."

The old man had turned to thievery, and when the elder could not confront him directly, he immediately chose to retreat tactfully, putting on a pitiful expression in front of the clansmen.

"Heh, do you really want me to explain myself before you'll stop?"

The Grand Elder, channeling his inner drama queen, nearly transformed into Tobirama Hyuga, chuckled dismissively and beckoned to his henchmen.

"The Grand Elder owns thousands of acres of fertile land, more than fifty houses, a commercial street, and 32 billion in cash deposited in the Fire Country's bank."

As the clansmen behind Tobirama Senju unfurled a scroll listing the First Elder's assets, the surrounding air seemed to solidify.

"Wait! Stop talking!"

The elder, whose face darkened with disbelief at the thorough investigation into his assets, immediately shouted a stern rebuke to stop it.

"Tobirama Senju, hello, you're very good."

"A few acres of barren land? Two small courtyards?"

Tobirama Senju shook his head with a mocking expression.

"Elder, these are just assets registered in your name. As far as I know, you have several illegitimate children."

"I'll hand it over! I'll hand it over! I'm willing to donate all my assets to the village free of charge!"

Finally hearing a satisfactory answer, Tobirama Senju wore a warm smile and went to help the First Elder up.

"Really, Elder, if you had done this earlier, we could have gone to the village square to dance."

"How about leaving a way out for others? I'll donate all my assets to the village, and you'll spare my branch of the family, okay?"

The elder, his face ashen and devoid of his previous arrogance, took advantage of the moment when Tobirama Senju was helping him up to whisper something, his words tinged with pleading.

"I will try my best to leave you a few acres of land and two small courtyards so that you, Elder, can enjoy your old age in peace."

"You! Gah~"

His concessions did not bring the desired promise, and the Grand Elder, overwhelmed with anger and frustration, suddenly fainted.

"Hurry up and escort the Grand Elder to rest!"

A disdainful smile played on Tobirama Senju's lips as he casually tossed the unconscious elder to a nearby clansman.

"Let's go, next one."

A war without gunpowder quietly broke out within the Senju clan. Countless greedy branches were severed by Tobirama Senju, collected, and turned into nourishment to fill the hole in his body.

"Tsk tsk tsk, that white-haired guy is really ruthless~"

With Konoha's annual festival approaching, Uchiha Gin finally enjoyed a well-deserved vacation. Casually flipping through the newspapers about the Senju clan's asset sales, he instantly guessed the general outline.

"What's wrong with Second Brother again?"

Upon hearing the name "White Hair," Senju Itama, wearing an apron, instantly became alert. She poked her head out of the kitchen and asked in a puzzled voice,

"Your family went bankrupt; now you're truly a fallen heiress!"

"ha?"

Looking at Senju Itama's bewildered expression, Uchiha Gin shook his head with a look of regret. His lifeless eyes held more of a mocking glint.

Uchiha Gin naturally knew what Senju Tobirama was in such a hurry for.

His younger cousin is about to succeed him, but Tobirama Senju has not yet filled the gaps left by the Tailed Beasts system.

If the matter is exposed, it's a minor matter that he will be removed from his position as village party secretary; the entire Thousand Hands clan will also be implicated and become a rat that everyone wants to kill.

Of course, it was impossible for Tobirama Senju to get the money back; it had already been used to build up the two kingdoms of Nami and Uzumaki.

Therefore, Tobirama Senju only had two paths before him.

1. Voluntarily defect, even if it means mutual destruction, leave tonight, sever all interpersonal relationships, and take full responsibility for all the wrongdoings alone.

Second, sell ancestral property to make up for the village's financial losses.

In retrospect, Tobirama Senju still had some humanity, choosing to make a drastic decision by using his own resources to cover the financial losses.

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"You're just too timid. With so little money, you can easily make up some fake accounts."

Uchiha Gin is talking without thinking. One hundred billion ryo would be a huge sum of tens of billions of RMB in his previous life. If they were to falsify the accounts, it would have made Senju Tobirama go bald from worry.

"What are you babbling about?"

She walked over carrying a breakfast, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

"It's nothing. By the way, are you interested in becoming the leader of the Senju clan?"

The thought of being able to order the head of the Senju clan around made Uchiha Gin's eyes light up instantly.

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"Phew~ So you didn't have a fever. I told you not to stay up late at night. You started talking in your sleep again not long after waking up."

He quickly stepped forward and touched the forehead of the eccentric curly-haired man. After confirming that the temperature was okay, Senju Itama rolled his eyes dramatically, completely ignoring Uchiha Gin's sleep-talking.

"I didn't."

Feeling like he'd been treated like an idiot by Senju Itama, Uchiha Gin was about to speak up in his defense when his gaze was drawn to other content in the newspaper.

"No, I was just bragging, and you guys actually started fighting?"

Upon seeing the news of the ongoing war in the newspaper, Uchiha Gin's excited expression instantly crumbled.

He is a peace-loving anti-war activist; otherwise, he wouldn't have disguised himself as Kamen Rider Decade and used Drivers as shackles to restrain the powerful figures of several major ninja villages in order to prevent local wars from breaking out.

To everyone's surprise, he had only casually fobbed off a few words to Tobirama Senju, and that cunning white-haired man actually made a detailed deduction.

After using the utmost malice to speculate about others and engaging in a frenzied self-conjecture, Tobirama Senju quickly spread the news that Hashirama Senju was seriously ill and his strength had greatly diminished.

Not only that, he also spread the false rumor that the first generation and the future second generation were outwardly friendly but inwardly at odds.

Upon receiving this intelligence, the other ninja villages initially remained restrained, but as the spy investigation deepened, they gradually came to believe in the veracity of the information.

After all, even the old Konoha residents on the streets are saying that the relationship between the First and Second Hokage is complicated and there may be a big rift between them.

After tidying up the kitchen, Senju Itama took off his apron and stretched languidly. His alluring figure made Uchiha Gin's nose itch slightly.

"Is it war again?"

Plopping down next to Uchiha Gin, Senju Itama kicked off her slippers, rubbing her slightly sore black-stockinged feet. Her beautiful, starry eyes fell on the newspaper, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

"Stop picking at it. You wear this every day, aren't you afraid of getting athlete's foot?"

Drawn to the deadly allure of the jailer, Uchiha Gin took a deep breath, suppressing his impulse to turn away and mutter a disparaging remark.

"Huh? Where's the athlete's foot? Smell it if you don't believe me."

Senju Itama, who had been unjustly accused of having athlete's foot, was indignant and immediately handed over his fragrant prison guard.

Hmph~ I'll know right from wrong as soon as I taste it!

Seeing the little feet reaching out towards him, Uchiha Gin almost transformed into the Inuzuka family's divine beast.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

However, at this crucial moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the Uchiha Gin family.

"Tsk! Who is it!"

Regrettingly retracting his tongue, Uchiha Gin turned his head, wishing he could grind the person outside the door to dust to vent his hatred.

"Big cousin! It's me."

Hearing Madara Uchiha's familiar voice, Gin Uchiha shook his head in annoyance, got up and went to open the door. Meanwhile, Senju Itama, sitting on the sofa, had a slightly flushed face, also showing a hint of inexplicable anger.

It was so close.

Creak~

Upon opening the door, the first thing that caught his eye was Uchiha Madara's sour face, as if he owed him a fortune. Uchiha Gin immediately spoke up in an annoyed tone.

"Isn't this the Second Hokage? What brings you to visit and comfort the lower-level employees?"

"Big cousin, please stop making fun of me."

Hearing Uchiha Gin's blatant sarcasm, Uchiha Madara gave a wry smile.

"I've come on important business."

"Come in, and remember to change your shoes."

After quickly changing into slippers, Madara Uchiha sat on the sofa in the living room and unceremoniously picked up the desserts on the table and began to eat them.

"Big cousin, where did you buy these pastries? I want to buy a few pounds too!"

The yokan in my hand tastes pretty good. Not only is the texture soft and smooth, but the honey drizzled on top is also unusually sweet.

"It was imported from the Land of Waterfall. Including the travel expenses, it cost 100,000 ryo per piece."

The delivery fee for Flying Thunder God food delivery is quite high!

"Gah! Cough cough cough"

Upon hearing Uchiha Gin's seemingly genuine words, Uchiha Madara, who was enthusiastically devouring yokan (sweet bean jelly), nearly choked. He quickly drank a sip of tea handed to him from across the table, which helped him recover.

"Thank you, cousin."

Awkwardly setting down his teacup, Madara Uchiha's expression gradually turned serious. Seeing this, Gin Uchiha raised an eyebrow.

I don't know why they came to see me at this critical juncture.

"Get to the point, I haven't had breakfast yet."

Having just been interrupted from tasting the jailer's food, Uchiha Gin is still hungry.

"Big cousin, I just wanted to ask, is there any possibility that Haxi hot mom's body can recover?"

Madara Uchiha didn't keep Gin in suspense and directly expressed his doubts.

After saying that, he stared intently at Uchiha Gin with hopeful eyes.

"Didn't Hashirama eat well and be in great shape while he was in prison?"

Although Hashirama Senju's body was not as strong as before, it was not so weak that it required medical attention.

"But his strength."

Madara Uchiha's expression tightened, and a fleeting look of disappointment crossed his face.

"Oh, so that's what it is. You're not getting any younger, why are you still so competitive?"

Seeing his cousin's discomfiture, Uchiha Gin immediately understood. It must be that Uchiha Madara sought out Senju Hashirama for a sparring match, only to find that the mountain he had never conquered in all these years had been broken in half. The sense of accomplishment after climbing it was far from satisfying his vanity.

"I admit I had my own selfish motives, but Hasi Hot Mom himself wasn't having a good time either."

Having readily admitted to having ulterior motives, Madara Uchiha nodded slightly, his eyes filled with worry.

Uchiha Gin scratched his head helplessly. Although Senju Hashirama had a cheerful personality and always acted like a nice guy, the significant reduction in his strength had indeed dealt him a considerable blow.

Not long ago, when Hashirama Senju came to express his gratitude, he subtly inquired about Gin Uchiha's health and whether he had any methods to improve his physique and maintain his erection.

Not wanting to cause a doctor-patient dispute, Uchiha Gin had no choice but to take out a mysterious little pill that he would never normally take and give a tiny bit to Senju Hashirama to shut him up.

"It will probably be quite difficult to restore Hashirama's former glory to his former strength."

The root cause of Hashirama Senju's decline in strength was the lack of Ashura's chakra. If Ashura's chakra could be restored, or a similar substitute could be found, he might be able to recover completely.

"Somewhat difficult? That means it's possible to succeed?"

Madara Uchiha, who hadn't held out much hope, excitedly raised his head and looked intently at Gin Uchiha, hoping he could help his best friend.

"I have an idea, but it needs some time to prove itself, so don't get your hopes up too high for now."

Uchiha Gin shook his head, pouring cold water on Uchiha Madara's hopes. Ashura's chakra wasn't so easy to find; it might be hiding in the Pure Land, waiting for its chance to reincarnate.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not in a hurry, as long as there's hope."

Upon hearing that Uchiha Gin did not directly reject the idea, Uchiha Madara grinned broadly, his heart finally settling down.

"Are you hiding something from me, kid?"

From Madara Uchiha's expression, Gin Uchiha sensed something was amiss. He frowned and quickly asked, feeling that Madara was hiding something from him.

"Huh? No! I haven't awakened Wood Release."

Madara Uchiha, who was immersed in joy, was startled by Gin Uchiha's sudden question. He frantically waved his hands in denial, but his first words were a direct self-incrimination.

"Forehead"

Sensing the extremely serious gazes of Uchiha Gin and Senju Itama beside him, Uchiha Madara, after a brief moment of bewilderment, obediently lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong.

"I'm sorry, cousin, I shouldn't have kept it from you."

"I knew it! You were so eager to get Hashirama out of prison. Turns out you were up to no good."

Looking Madara Uchiha up and down, Gin Uchiha secretly activated his super senses and discovered that his cousin indeed possessed a vibrant Wood Release power within him, identical to that of Hashirama Senju.

"Tell me honestly, did you secretly have some minor surgery done behind my back?"

(End of this chapter)