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

Leaf Village

Uchiha Gin-zaku

Bang bang bang——

Hello, Shunbo Express.

Uchiha Gin, slumped on the soft sofa, twitched his ears and turned his gaze to Senju Itama, who was cleaning the house. He gave the order in a lazy tone.

"Kid, go get it."

"Seriously, can't you exercise a bit after eating?"

I have slightly low blood sugar.

Uchiha Gin rolled over on the sofa, shifting to a more comfortable position, then yawned repeatedly and uttered a nonsensical reason.

"What would you do without me?"

Senju Itama raised the broom, her fair face filled with resentment. Her ample cleavage swayed with her angry movements, creating an eye-catching arc.

"Exactly, I probably couldn't survive even a second without you."

With a completely natural shift of his gaze, Uchiha Gin casually uttered the secret only he knew.

"Shut up! What nonsense are you spouting!?"

Senju Itama, who was initially quite annoyed, blushed instantly upon hearing this meaningful reply, her face turning as red as a bubbling teapot.

She turned her head away haughtily, but the bulging veins on her delicate white hands betrayed her anxious state of mind.

humming—

The fragile broom snapped in two, abruptly ending its short life.

"What are you doing now?"

Hearing the sound, Uchiha Gin turned his head in confusion, only to see the back of the girl, Le Hehe.

A moment later, Senju Itama returned carrying a large box and tossed it in front of Uchiha Gin.

"Bang!"

"what?"

Hearing the dull thud of the box, Uchiha Gin scratched his head. He didn't think he'd been watching TV shopping lately.

Could it be that Xiaoguang bought some new props again?

Hehe ~

Who is the recipient?

"Look, it's you, curly-haired baboon! What kind of junk products have you bought this time?"

Senju Banma glanced at the logistics information and rolled her eyes like a cousin.

"For me?"

Driven by curiosity, Uchiha Gin reluctantly got off the sofa and walked to the large, mysterious box. He stopped to examine it and discovered that it bore large symbols of the Land of Waves.

"Could it be..."

Having seen this, Uchiha Gin already had a rough idea in mind, and then used brute force to tear open the packaging.

"This is?"

"Wow~ Curly-haired baboon, where did you buy these weapons online? They look pretty good!"

Senju Itama, noticing Uchiha Gin's surprised expression, curiously approached and also looked speechless.

"Just some local specialties sent from my hometown."

He casually picked up a uniquely designed fist blade, tried it on to test its size, and a look of sudden realization flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes.

"what?"

"Whoosh!"

Before the bewildered Senju Itama could press for further questions, a piercing, screeching sound emanated from the short blade in Uchiha Gin's hand.

"Buzz buzz buzz~"

To her astonishment, a dark blue wind-attribute chakra covered the blade of her fist, generating a powerful aura that made people hesitate to approach.

"Tsk~ Where did they get such good stuff?"

After inspecting the goods, Uchiha Gin dissipated the chakra on his fist blades, looked down at the large box of weapons of various shapes, and was filled with curiosity.

Although the Land of Waves is rich in resources, it does not have any chakra metal mines. The chakra metal circulating in the market is extremely rare and very valuable. Where did Uncle get so many of these scarce items?

"Wow! So cool, a curly-haired baboon! Let me play with it!"

Having witnessed the entire process of Uchiha Gin's inspection, Senju Itama grabbed his arm and pleaded in a coquettish manner,

Feeling the warm, soft touch on his arm, Uchiha Gin subtly and forcefully pulled his hand back.

Then he noticed a letter in the box, so he tossed the knife in his hand to Senju Itama, whose face was puffed up like a bun.

"Pick whichever you like, take whichever one you prefer."

"Yay!"

After getting rid of the clingy Senju Itama, Uchiha Gin lay back on the sofa, opened the letter from his hometown, and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he looked at the familiar handwriting.

As the contents of the letter were digested, the mystery in his heart was also solved.

It turns out that these weapons, made of chakra metal, were imported by the Land of Waves from the Land of Iron.

Since the samurai of the Land of Iron have not yet received the power of chakra, this metal, which is priceless and hard to find, is not considered rare by them. At most, it can only be regarded as a kind of ore that is difficult to refine.

For many years, the Land of Iron has maintained a state of isolation to prevent itself from being coveted by villains.

Barely able to achieve self-sufficiency, foreign trade was virtually nonexistent. While there were merchant guilds in the ninja world that attempted to trade with the Land of Iron, all their efforts ended in failure.

Those warriors were as rigid in their thinking as their swords.

But the Land of Waves did it.

The story begins when a squad of demon soldiers on a mission encountered a squad of samurai from the Land of Iron.

However, to avoid any complaints about filler content, I will simply reiterate this part.

As is well known, the Ghost Corps' operations cover a very wide range, basically spanning all the smaller countries except for the five major powers.

In the neighboring Land of Iron, there is an elite troop of demon soldiers stationed in the Land of Fields. This year, due to a sudden climate change, the Land of Iron has experienced a sharp decline in its grain production caused by the extreme weather.

In desperation, the general of the Land of Iron chose to purchase a large quantity of grain from the neighboring grain-producing country, the Land of Rice, to alleviate the immediate crisis.

A samurai squad was dispatched to inspect the area, led by Mifune, a rising star from the Land of Iron. He was paired with the Oni-hei squad, commissioned by the daimyo of the Land of Rice Fields.

When the two teams met, Mifune sensed a powerful sword intent emanating from the captain of the Oni Squad. Intrigued and eager for a duel, he requested a sparring match.

The captain of the Demon Soldier Corps happened to be an Uchiha clansman who specialized in swordsmanship, and he immediately accepted Mifune's request.

The two became friends through martial arts, and after several exchanges, the two sword masters actually became kindred spirits, almost to the point of becoming sworn brothers.

During their swordsmanship exchange, Mifune accidentally broke the sword of the Kiheitai captain. To compensate him, he said that once they arrived in the Land of Iron, he could choose any weapon of various styles and materials.

The Ghost Soldier Captain was initially hesitant, after all, it was just a standard-issue steel katana, not worth much money.

As a result, when Mifune laid out a dazzling array of weapons in front of him, this red-eyed guy was truly envious.

He never expected that chakra metal, which was worth a fortune outside, would be so common in the Land of Iron.

Suppressing his excitement, he tentatively suggested buying a batch of chakra metal, but was met with a firm refusal from Mifune.

The Land of Iron had no intention of engaging in trade with the outside world, except when it faced a food crisis. This was partly to preserve the purity of its warriors and partly to uphold the principle of neutrality.

"Mr. Mifune, since that's the case, I won't make things difficult for you."

The rejected Ghost Soldier Captain, in order not to affect the pure friendship between the two, voluntarily gave up his trade plans.

"etc."

Mifune suddenly called out to the captain of the Oni Corps, who had turned away dejectedly, a sly look appearing on his serious face.

"Um?"

"I said I wouldn't buy, but I didn't say I wouldn't exchange. Iron Country just happened to be experiencing a food crisis this year. If you have any rare delicacies or fine wines, feel free to bring them in for exchange."

"."

"Yes, plenty of food!"

"Whose brilliant mind is this? I must praise him properly next time I visit."

After reading the letter, Uchiha Gin clicked his tongue and tore the paper in his hand into pieces, a strange yet relieved expression on his face.

With just the Snow King's sweet water, he managed to exchange a whole ship full of chakra metal. The kid who could do such a thing will get a seat in the front row at the next clan meeting.

"Curly-haired baboon! Look!"

Just as Uchiha Gin was sighing, Senju Itama ran up to him with light steps, waving the golden knuckle duster on his finger, his eyes full of joy.

"Didn't I give you a pair of boxing gloves?"

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Looking at Senju Itama's jade-like fingers, Uchiha Gin curled his lip. No matter how good the chakra metal is, can it be as awesome as the equipment produced by the system?

"It's too ugly."

"Well, that's true."

Uchiha Gin nodded in agreement. The appearance of the critical strike gauntlets did not suit the girl's aesthetic, so it was only natural that they were disliked.

Senju Itama, who was playing with her new toy, suddenly looked up and asked thoughtfully,

"Curly-haired baboon, why hasn't your brother come back yet?"

Why are you asking this?

Logically speaking, my older cousin shouldn't have much interaction with this kid.

"Is curiosity not allowed?"

Senju Itama rolled her eyes and continued admiring the gift Uchiha Gin had given her.

Although he sensed something odd about Senju Itama, he didn't dwell on it. Instead, he stroked his chin and analyzed the situation.

"It should be soon. Usually, after a meeting, there will be a farewell dinner, and then they should come back."

"Oh, that's fine then."

I hope my second brother is alright.

The border of the Iron Country

Escorted by a group of samurai, Madara Uchiha and his entourage successfully arrived at the border region between the Land of Fire and the Land of Iron.

"Hokage, we'll leave you here. Please take care on your journey."

Mifune politely bowed to Madara Uchiha, then pointed to a main road at the border between the two countries and bid farewell.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

Although they did not meet the general of the Land of Iron on this trip, the Land of Iron, as the host country, truly made everyone feel at home. Even the usually aloof Madara Uchiha couldn't help but express his gratitude.

"It was our inappropriate behavior, please don't take it to heart."

Mifune also apologized for his admiral's absence, but the admiral of the Land of Iron was indeed ill and, with his serious illness, probably did not have long to live.

After Madara Uchiha and the others left, Mifune stood there silently for a long time. Suddenly, he looked down at the sword at his waist, a resolute look flashing in his eyes.

Samurai, it's time for change.

Having witnessed the great battle between F6 and Hitler, Mifune realized with horror that if his samurai continued to be complacent and stagnant, they would sooner or later become dust in the annals of history.

Chakra

He suddenly thought of his foreign friend, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Although it's a bit late to start learning the chakra system now, Mifune believes that with the deep foundation of the samurai, he will definitely be able to carve out his own niche.

Upon setting foot on the land of the Land of Fire, Madara Uchiha and his group instantly relaxed, their steps becoming much lighter.

The F6 members, who had distinguished themselves at this meeting, chattered excitedly at the back of the line about their gains and losses, while Uchiha Kagami, who regretted not having participated, watched with envy.

"Jing, don't be so disappointed. Next time there's a battle, you'll be the first one to go."

Seeing the envy in Jingzi's eyes, Danzo patted him on the shoulder with a smile, offering words of comfort as if he were someone who had been through it all.

"Is it really true?"

"Would we lie to you?"

Danzo and the others exchanged glances, then nodded in unison at Jingzai.

"I will definitely not let everyone down."

Jingzai's fighting spirit is burning!

"Whitey, what are you thinking about that's keeping you so absent-minded?"

At the front of the group, Madara Uchiha, leading the way, glanced at Tobirama Senju behind him out of the corner of his eye and noticed that Tobirama's eyes were unfocused, as if he were lost in thought.

"I'm thinking about cloning people."

Tobirama Senju shook his head, pulling his wandering thoughts back, and frowned slightly.

"Logically, it should be your turn."

All eight tailed beasts had been attacked by clones, leaving only Madara Uchiha as the sole survivor. Tobirama Senju had expected Madara to ambush them on their way to the meeting, but the group arrived at the Land of Iron unharmed.

The meeting is over, but the other party hasn't made a move, which puzzles him greatly.

"Hmph! They're no match for me, even Hasi Hot Mom herself isn't a match for me, just a mere clone."

"Boom!"

Before Madara Uchiha could even show his arrogance, a massive wooden dragon appeared out of thin air. Its ferocious head opened its gaping maw, revealing sharp teeth as tall as a person, gleaming with a chilling light.

"Enemy attack!"

With lightning-fast reflexes, Tobirama Senju immediately dodged, shouting a warning at the top of his lungs.

"ha?"

The F6 members, who were bragging, were stunned by what they heard. Those with good perception instantly tensed up, feeling the terrifying pressure.

"Master Hachiman?"

"roar!"

Before they could think further, the wooden dragon in the sky swooped down, and a black figure stood atop its head, staring intently at the gloomy-faced Uchiha Madara with emotionless eyes.

"Target located. Initiate recovery."

"White Hair, where has your prized perception gone?"

Madara Uchiha looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure, and coldly questioned Tobirama Senju, who was retreating.

He trusted the white-haired man's senses, which is why he let his guard down. He never expected the man to get so close to them.

Something's not right, something's not right.

Facing Madara Uchiha's slightly reproachful questioning, Tobirama Senju didn't take it to heart. He frowned deeply, a barely perceptible look of surprise on his face.

He had been trying to sense his surroundings and get on the move, so how did this clone manage to infiltrate above them?

"It's truly breathtaking."

Seeing that Tobirama Senju ignored him, Madara Uchiha smirked and focused all his attention on the swooping wooden dragon, his face burning with intense fighting spirit.

"You all step back. No one here, except me, is worthy to fight him one-on-one." (End of Chapter)