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

"Alas, time waits for no one."

Uchiha Gin stared blankly at the empty plate in his hand, wondering if he was getting old, unable to see through such a simple trick.

Just as he was wallowing in self-pity, the short-haired girl who had just thrown a thousand kimonos at Uchiha Gin flashed forward and snatched away the little girl who was chewing on her spoils.

"Sister, spit it out! Be careful, it might be poisoned!"

"Awoooooo~ Tonic!"

Upon hearing this, Tornado's face tightened, and she immediately began to swallow quickly, smoothing out her bulging cheeks in a few gulps.

"elder sister?"

This unexpected title successfully piqued Uchiha Gin's curiosity. He put down his empty plate and carefully examined the two women, one tall and one short, not far away.

Big Thunder Sister?

Sister Three Inch Nails?

What a strange combination! A ninja world version of Wu Da and Wu Er?

"You bald rascal, what are you looking at? Look again and I'll get rough with you!"

Fubuki, who was carefully checking her sister for signs of poisoning, sensed Uchiha Gin's slightly mocking gaze. Her brow furrowed, and her tone became quite unfriendly.

"Fubuki, can't you be a little more composed like an adult?"

Tornado wiped her mouth, which was covered in food crumbs, and began to lecture him in a serious tone, but the honey syrup smeared on her face made her words completely unconvincing.

Fubuki, already used to her sister's way of speaking, simply ignored her. She stepped forward, her green eyes fixed on the bald man before her.

"You're a ninja, aren't you? I've never seen you before."

The opponent, relying solely on their mortal body, managed to block all the senbon needles she fired, proving themselves to be a ninja of considerable skill.

But Fubuki had a database of all the ninjas in Kirigakure in her mind. After carefully reviewing it, she discovered that there was no such person in the village at all.

Appearing outside the village at this turbulent time, they are most likely spies from an enemy country.

Thinking of this, Fubuki's alarm bells rang loudly. She slowly reached for her ninja tool pouch behind her, while simultaneously signaling to her older sister beside her with her eyes.

"Is he an enemy?"

The two sisters had relied on each other since childhood. With just a glance, Tornado understood Fubuki's meaning, and her delicate brows instantly furrowed into a knot.

"But he treated me to cake, didn't he?"

"You were the one who stole it."

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but mutter a complaint. He now understood the identities of the two women opposite him; they were indeed the odd combination of a younger sister with gigantism and an older sister with dwarfism.

"Take him down first, interrogate him, and then we'll talk."

Fubuki pulled out eight senbon needles and tucked them between her fingers. Then, she bent down with her voluptuous body in a sprinting motion, her large, dazzling eyes making Uchiha Gin unsure where to look.

She glared at the crowd still gathered inside the store and snapped coldly.

"This is an undercover operation. All bystanders, please leave immediately!"

The crowd, who had originally wanted to continue enjoying the spectacle, scattered like rabbits the moment they heard the words "Dark Department."

"Run!"

"I want to see a big thunderstorm!"

Of course, there are also those blinded by lust, who are determined to die in order to carry out their own path of great thunder.

whoosh-

Unfortunately, less than three seconds after he finished speaking, a senbon stick was stuck in his crotch, scaring him so much that he ran away in a panic.

In an instant, only the two sisters, Uchiha Gin, and a figure wrapped in a cloak sitting in the corner remained in the entire dessert shop.

"No, I was just passing by."

Uchiha Gin came to Kirigakure on business, not for amusement. Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, he immediately raised his hands, feigning innocence, and tried to explain.

Whoosh!

However, Fubuki didn't believe the lies of a suspected spy. She fired eight senbon needles, aiming precisely at Uchiha Gin's non-vital, vital areas.

"This is so troublesome."

Shaking his head helplessly, Uchiha Gin raised his hand and knocked down all the senbon needles, revealing his solid taijutsu skills.

"He even claimed he wasn't a spy."

Seeing this, Fubuki revealed an "I knew it" expression, quickly clasped her hands together, and a dense and turbulent wind-attribute chakra instantly condensed.

"Wind Release: Wind"

Seeing the wind pressure about to erupt from her hand, Fubuki's lips curled into a slight smile. Although her strength wasn't as great as her older sister's, she was still a genuine Jonin, and her family's Wind Release techniques were quite impressive.

Suddenly, Fubuki's vision blurred, startling her so much that she almost caused the wind-style chakra wrapped around her hands to go berserk.

"How did you get here so fast?"

Upon closer inspection, she was astonished to find that Uchiha Gin, who had just been standing not far away, was now standing right in front of her, and was extending a hand towards her as if no one else was there.

"You haven't even tried it, so what makes you think I'm fast?"

Looking at Fubuki's fair forehead, Uchiha Gin felt an unbearable itch in his fingers. He then slightly bent one finger and, under her gaze filled with a mixture of astonishment and confusion, gently flicked it.

[A Serious Thing]

Bangji~

"Ah! Waaaaah!"

Suddenly feeling a sharp pain, Fubuki instinctively dispersed the chakra in her hand, took several steps back to create distance, covered her swollen forehead, and glared at the culprit with a face full of shame and indignation.

"How dare you hit me?"

Uchiha Gin rolled his eyes dramatically upon hearing this.

Listen to yourself, are you even speaking human language?

Why can you shoot me with senbon needles and spray me with wind jutsu, but I can't just flick your head?

Just because you have a pair of thunderbolts?

These days, big thunderbolts aren't a rare resource; I've seen plenty bigger than yours.

"Fubuki, step back. You are no match for him."

Just as Uchiha Gin was about to continue punishing the unsuspecting Fubuki, Tatsumaki, who had witnessed their brief exchange, instantly appeared between them, her youthful face displaying a maturity beyond her years.

She sized up the tall, handsome Uchiha Gin, and after a short while, a glint of shrewdness flashed in her green eyes.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be..."

Uchiha Gin stared at the little guy in front of him in astonishment. His disguise, while not flawless, was at least convincing enough to fool the eye.

Add to that the unremarkable martial arts skills he just displayed, his hidden identity shouldn't be so easily guessed, right?

"The Uzumaki clan, perhaps?"

Bingo~

My disguise is flawless!

Tornado looked at Uchiha Gin, whose face suddenly lit up with joy, her eyes filled with confusion. Could it be that she had guessed wrong?

No way! With such a powerful physique and such exquisite physical skills, she couldn't think of anyone other than the Uzumaki clan, who are known for their body tempering and sealing techniques.

P.S.: The Thousand Hands have disbanded and are not considered here.

"No, you guessed perfectly!"

Uchiha Gin immediately nodded vigorously, and to prove his Uzumaki clan identity, he quickly took off his shirt, revealing his well-built muscles, and struck several classic bodybuilding poses he had learned from Uzumaki Hanamichi.

"I am Saitama Uzumaki, the master of hand-to-hand combat from the Uzumaki clan!"

Wow! It's muscles!

Tornado, her previous seriousness gone, looked at Uchiha Gin with envy. His body was as thin and sculpted as if by a knife. If it weren't for her status, she would have liked to go up and touch his hands.

"What is the purpose of your Uzumaki clan's secret infiltration of Kirigakure?"

Fubuki raised her eyebrows and questioned,

At this sensitive juncture, the Uzumaki clan, Kirigakure's number one rival, has unexpectedly appeared in Kirigakure. Nine times out of ten, they have a hidden agenda.

"Slurp~ Enough with the nonsense, Fubuki, after I subdue him, I'll lock him in the secret room and interrogate him slowly. Slurp~"

Tornado, her face a sickly red, wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, placed one hand across her younger sister's body, her eyes filled with a fascination for muscles.

"Forehead"

Oh no, my sister's muscle fetish has flared up again.

Fubuki looked at her sister, whose face was flushed, and sighed helplessly, rubbing her forehead.

The naturally slender Tornado has a little-known quirk: a morbid obsession with well-defined muscles.

However, to prevent rumors from spreading, she kept this fetish hidden deep in her heart, only able to satisfy her insatiable longing by looking at posters.

With such a perfectly muscular man appearing before her, and an enemy she could openly take home, how could Tornado not be tempted?

"Slurp~ If you surrender now, I can guarantee you'll be spared physical pain."

"I must refuse."

Feeling the scorching gaze on his back, like thorns, Uchiha Gin decisively shook his head.

"Hehe, if you really don't resist, I'll lose some of my interest."

Tornado nodded slightly, her gaze towards Uchiha Gin filled with admiration.

"Snapped!"

With a clasp of her delicate, fair hands, a surge of turbulent wind-attribute chakra erupted into the sky, blowing away the cloak enveloping Tornado and dismantling her crude disguise.

"Oh?"

Seeing the little boy's hair return to its dark green curls, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards Mito, who was watching the scene unfold in the distance.

"I should have guessed it sooner."

Then the identity of the other short-haired girl with the big thunderbolt is obvious. This strange sister duo in front of him is none other than the Karatachi sisters, whom he and Mito were supposed to meet.

"Bean sack~"

Since they were about to become partners, there was no point in continuing the fight. Uchiha Gin immediately raised his hand, trying to stop the fiercely determined Tatsumaki.

"At a point like this, how can we possibly stop?"

A terrifying green light had already gathered in Tornado's hand, accompanied by a deafening whistling sound.

"Tsk~"

His Wind Release skills are quite good; he's far superior to that one-sided guy, Xiao Tuan Tuan.

Holding up one of the few Wind Release ninjas nearby and comparing it to a tornado, Uchiha Gin regretfully remarked, "We're both high-ranking members of the village, but you, Little Tuan Tuan, can't even compare to a pseudo-loli."

"Hahaha, conquer me! Slurp~"

Seeing that Uchiha Gin offered no resistance whatsoever, he began to fantasize about the unleashed power of Tatsumaki's muscles, and a mysterious liquid began to unconsciously trickle from the corner of his mouth again.

However, the Wind Release technique in her hand had already expanded to an irreversible point, leaving only the inconvenient Uchiha Gin before her.

"Don't worry, I will give you a full-body treatment."

Raise both hands and push forward; the violent wind pressure is about to transform into a terrifying tornado.

"Wind Release: Wind"

shuh~

At this critical moment, Mito, who had been watching from the sidelines, made a move.

In a flash, she appeared in front of Tatsumaki, and to her bewilderment, reached out and grasped the turbulent ball of wind-attribute chakra.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the howling wind pressure from just a moment ago dissipated into wisps of smoke in Mito's fair and delicate hands, as if the overwhelming momentum had been nothing but an illusion.

"Who are you?"

"Take your dirty look away."

Mito looked down at the astonished Tornado, his voice low and menacing.

How dare she stare at her man like that? If it weren't for the fact that she was a business partner, she would have sealed this lecherous little devil into a velvet ball long ago.

"And who are you?"

Fubuki, brimming with confidence in her tornado technique, saw the sudden intervention of a third party easily break her sister's escape technique. She immediately drew a senbon needle and secretly pulled out a signal flare, preparing to call for village backup.

"Ah!~"

Before she could even pull the pin on the signal flare, Uchiha Gin appeared behind her like a ghost, easily snatching the flare and simultaneously placing a chakra seal on her.

"Don't you dare lay a hand on Fubuki!"

Seeing this, a ruthless glint flashed in Tornado's eyes. Regardless of how strong Mito Uzumaki was, she raised her hand and unleashed a clan secret technique.

"Coral Palm!"

Mito looked down at the eerie aura emanating from Tornado's hands and raised an eyebrow.

Is this the bloodline secret technique of the Goji Berry Clan?

With a try-it-and-see attitude, she raised her hand to meet the tornado's palms.

"Bang!"

The collision of two pairs of fair and delicate hands of different sizes did not cause the terrifying waves that had been imagined.

Sensing a strange energy suddenly invading her body, a faint, speechless look appeared in Mito Uzumaki's eyes.

"Hmph! Once you've been hit by my Coral Palm, you can forget about having these hands."

Tornado, who had been blasted away by Mito Uzumaki's sheer physical strength, revealed a cruel smile after landing.

"That's interesting."

Mito looked at the red coral growing on the palm of her hand with a nonchalant expression, and even made a casual comment.

"Stop being stubborn. If you don't want to become an armless man, release Fubuki now, and tie up that muscle man and send him to my mansion. *slurp*"

Even now, Tornado still can't forget the muscular man.

"wishful thinking."

With a disdainful glance at the smug Tornado, and facing the unfamiliar chakra that was growing rampantly within her body, Mito simply chose to use her strength to throw a brick.

boom!

As the thought arose, a dense blue chakra emanated from her body, instantly obliterating the rampant coral and revealing a pair of unharmed, delicate white hands.

"What?!"

"That's all there is to it. Now it's my turn."

Seeing the tornado's utterly horrified expression, several golden chains, writhing like tentacles, rose up behind Mito.

"Yay!~"

"Coral. Is it similar to Crystal Release's bloodline limit?"

On the other side, Uchiha Gin, the person directly involved, didn't seem concerned about the impending change in his ownership. Instead, he stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Judging from the way the Coral Palm is released, it's somewhat similar to the Explosion Release technique used by the Hidden Stone Village's hunter, but in terms of its manifestation, it's also somewhat like Crimson Lotus's Crystal Release.

Unfortunately, it encountered Mito, whose individual chakra reserves rivaled those of a tailed beast. This kind of virally spreading secret technique is most vulnerable to being washed away by high-quality chakra.

"Chakra is truly a magical thing."

Looking at the annihilated red coral, Uchiha Gin suddenly exclaimed in regret.

"What exactly does your Uzumaki clan want to do?"

Fubuki, who had been captured by Uchiha Gin, curled up on the ground, her eyes filled with resentment as she questioned him.

"I don't know what the Uzumaki clan wants to do, but I'm just here to fulfill their request."

Uchiha Gin squatted down in front of Fubuki, slowly took out a small coral ornament from his pocket, and waved it in front of her eyes.

"Huh? You're Professor Oak, the one who accepted the commission?"

Fubuki looked at the contact token she had sent out, her mind briefly going blank. After all that, it turned out to be someone on her side!

"That's right, I am Professor Oak, who has been researching tailed beasts for 25 years."

Gin pulled the bewildered Fubuki up from the ground. Looking at the dust-covered Raikou, Gin hesitated, wondering whether he should help.

"It was my recklessness. Please be merciful and let my sister down."

Seeing her older sister enacting a scene of utter cruelty involving a loli and tentacles, Fubuki couldn't bear it any longer, so she bent down and pleaded.

For some reason, her bending over was very difficult, as if something was binding her waist.

"Ahem. I don't need to tell you how to apologize, right?"

Uchiha Gin coughed twice, his eyes darting around, giving a meaningful look.

Fubuki was dressed casually for this outing. Always conservative, she wore a black turtleneck sweater that completely concealed her rather well-proportioned large breasts.

"Uh, sorry, this was a disguise I put on for the rendezvous."

Feeling the suggestive gaze from Uchiha Gin, Fubuki blushed and covered her chest shyly, saying...

You're telling me this big thunderbolt is fake?

Other people disguise themselves by changing their face, head, or gender, but you've gone and covered up my disguise, trying to make me, Uchiha Gin, look like a Japanese person, huh?

"Please wait a moment while I remove my breast binder, and then I will sincerely bow and apologize to you."

(. Y .)→（。人。）(End of this chapter)