Konoha Drunkard

"Haha! The number of people who want to kill me could stretch from your village all the way to the Land of Snow. Just wait and see!" Shanks didn't put him down and continued to pinch his cheek.

"Let's go inside and talk slowly," Chiyo said with a smile, noticing how much Shanks seemed to like his grandson.

"Hey! You bastard Salamander, stop looking like you're going to eat me alive, okay? I'm here to help you guys train your super geniuses, you should be thanking me." Shanks said, looking at Salamander who was standing next to him looking like he wanted to devour him.

"Hmph!" Sha Lie snorted coldly and strode forward. He never thought that one day he would have to invite this bastard into the village.

"Hey! You always lose your temper. Are you still single? If so, then I can't blame you. I understand that single people are a bit hot-tempered. If you really can't handle it, you can go to the Red District in your village. Village Shadows should be able to give you a 50% discount, right?" Shanks said from behind Salai, as if he was looking out for him.

The Sand Ninjas around them lowered their heads, trying hard to suppress the urge to burst into laughter, their shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

“...Bastard!” Sha Lie, who was walking in front, had a big 'well' mark on his forehead, and some veins were bulging. If it weren’t for giving face to Grandma Chiyo, he would have already made a move.

"By the way, Aunt Chiyo, I heard that there's a very outrageous kid in your village who plays with gold sand these past few years. Is he here?" Shanks looked at the ninjas around him, none of whom looked like they were rich, dressed in a rustic way.

"Hehe, this is Rasa, he is the disciple of the Kazekage." Grandma Chiyo said, pointing to a young man behind her. She knew this guy was definitely going to rip her off, but it didn't matter. She had already prepared to be ripped off since she dared to invite him, anyway, Sunagakure had plenty of gold sand.

"Lord Shanks!" Rasa called out solemnly and then fell silent. As a disciple of the Kazekage, Sharei, he often heard Sharei's evaluation of him, and coupled with the spittle he saw at the entrance ceremony, he knew how despicable this person was.

"As expected of a great teacher, a great student is born. I heard that your Sands are even better than that bastard Salamander's. Is that true?" Shanks said enthusiastically to his future father-in-law, who was also his grandson.

"My talent isn't as strong as my teacher's; I can only use Golden Sand." Luo Sha still had a cold expression on his face.

"No need to be so serious! By the way, do you have a lot of gold sands available right now? Do you have three billion?" Shanks looked greedily at the wealthy man beside him.

"You bastard! What do you mean?" Sha Lie finally couldn't take it anymore. This bastard was clearly trying to get his disciple to use Magnet Release, that expensive bloodline limit, to talk to him about Golden Sand!

"Don't get so worked up. You know my family isn't well-off, and I have a spendthrift niece. As a parent, I'm just struggling to make ends meet! Consider this Scorpion's tuition! 30 billion to help your super genius get into the world isn't too much to ask, is it?" Shanks ignored Scorpion's struggles and started pinching his cheeks again.

"Hmph! What can you teach him!" Sha Lie said disdainfully.

"You bastard, Salle! You can look down on me, but you can't look down on my teaching abilities! I'm the top dog in the education world!" Someone actually dared to underestimate his position in education; he had no choice but to confront him. If it weren't for his prematurely aged appearance, he would have fired him long ago.

251. The clanging sound of blacksmithing, like that of a nobleman.

"Hehe, we value Lord Shanks' teaching abilities, that's why we wanted to ask you to help teach Sasori," Uncle Kaizo said with a smile.

"Uncle Haizang's words are much better. You bastard Salai, talk to your senior more." Shanks raised an eyebrow at Salai after hearing Uncle Haizang's words.

"Hmph!" Sha Lie looked at Shanks's smug grin and really wanted to stab him with an iron spike.

After everyone arrived at the Wind Shadow Tower, the negotiations began. Scorpion was pinned to Shanks' lap and couldn't move, so he could only stare at Shanks with a cold face.

"Aunt Chiyo, we may be close, but we still need to be clear about the price. However, as you can see from my nephew's current state, I already stated the price: half will be paid upfront, and the other half will be paid after six months if Scorpion shows any improvement. That's not unreasonable, is it? Besides, he'll have to live with me for the next six months." Shanks's hand never left Scorpion's handsome face. He could forget about teaching him well; just keeping him from becoming a puppet was already a favor to Aunt Chiyo regarding the 3 billion gold.

"...That's no problem, but I'd like to know how you're teaching Scorpion, or rather, I'd like to be here and watch over him," Grandma Chiyo said kindly, looking at the little Scorpion.

"...This is a bit difficult. My nephew's temperament is quite extreme now, so we'll have to use some drastic measures. But I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. I can only guarantee that you can see him every evening." Shanks frowned, looking like a psychologist.

"Where do you want to live with him for the next six months?" Chiyo's question was a tacit agreement with Shanks's statement.

"Just find me a small hut on the edge of the village, but remember to have someone deliver food and wine to me every day!" Shanks laughed.

Shari listened from the side, his eyebrows twitching. This bastard wasn't here to teach, he was here to enjoy himself. Should we arrange two more maids for him, you bastard!

........

On their first day staying at the edge of the village, Shanks and Scorpion locked themselves in their room, fiddling with their toys. Shanks, using his Observation Haki, spotted two puppet bodyguards flanking Scorpion, one with "Father" written on it and the other with "Mother."

Because of his parents' death, he, who was emotionally sensitive, closed himself off in his own world from a young age, and became more and more indifferent. Because he didn't want to be tortured anymore, he turned himself into a puppet. Although he could live, this was even more perverse than Snake's body swapping.

Although Snake's body-changing had some flaws at the beginning, as his research deepened, he even developed cloning technology and was able to have an amazing son. So, technology is the key.

Characters like Little Scorpion, who are made from toys, may be decent in the early stages, but they don't have much of a future. At best, they can only make themselves a poor man's version of Iron Man.

"boom!"

"Little Scorpion! Time for your morning exercise!" Shanks never knocks on doors, no matter where he is.

However, when Shanks entered, he was met with a few senbon needles coated with a potent green poison.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

"Kids are just kids, playing these childish games all day long." Shanks covered the spot where Senbon was going to shoot with Armament Haki, letting Senbon shoot all over his body.

"How could you be alright!" Little Scorpion looked at Shanks, whose body was being struck by those deadly poisons, making a clanging sound.

"Haven't you heard of my title? I'm the toughest man in the ninja world. What use are these toys of yours?" Shanks looked disdainfully at the pile of toys in front of Scorpion.

"These aren't toys, they're art!" the little scorpion exclaimed excitedly, as if someone had stepped on its tail.

"Art? How dare you talk about art in front of an artist's son! Kid, are you out of your mind? Kid! Do you even know what art is?" Shanks squatted down and vigorously ruffled his red hair to see if it was dyed.

"Hmph! Only eternity is art!" The little scorpion's eyes slowly turned crazed.

"boom!"

Just as the little scorpion was about to burst into wild laughter, before it could even smile, a black finger flicked its head, sending it flying backward and landing on the bed.

"How was it? The bouncy feeling I love isn't pleasant, is it?" Shanks, looking like a Western cowboy, blew on his black finger and laughed.

"Damn it! I'll kill you!" Despite the excruciating pain in his head, Little Scorpion shot out blue threads from his hands, connecting them to two puppets labeled "Parents," and charged towards Shanks.

Shanks looked at the little scorpion with admiration. He was indeed a super genius. He was only a few years old. Even Kakashi, with his personality, couldn't stand being hit by his puppets for the first time. But the little scorpion was able to endure the excruciating pain in his head and control the two puppets to attack him. His endurance alone was something that ordinary people could not match.

"Clang, clang, clang!" The sound of blacksmithing, reminiscent of a nobleman's hammer, echoed in the room.

"Hmm! Harder, harder, oh! Keep pushing, that's it! Right here! Ah!" Shanks would occasionally make those suggestive sounds, making the ANBU members in the distance blush.

"I...I never thought that Konoha's Red-Haired Shanks was this kind of person. Sasori is only a few years old. He's really despicable!" The female ANBU member said through gritted teeth, her maternal instincts overflowing.

"..." The ANBU members around him silently mourned for the grandson of their First Hokage. What a damned bastard! This Konoha Red-Haired Man is a beast! If it weren't for Grandma Chiyo's instructions not to disturb him no matter what they heard, they would have rushed in and killed Konoha Red-Haired Man.

"Ah! That's it! So comfortable! Harder, harder! Huh? I'm out of strength?" Shanks had just finished enjoying the robot massage when he saw the two puppets lying on the ground, while the little scorpion on the bed was completely exhausted!

"How could you be alright? How could you be alright?" She stared in astonishment at the red-haired man who looked just like her. This bastard was completely unharmed; her puppet's attack hadn't left a single mark on him.

"I told you, toys like this are useless to me. Hardness is my art! How about that? Impressive, right?" Shanks squatted down and stroked the little scorpion's beautiful red hair.

"Ding!"

A bright green skewer struck Shanks' forehead, producing another beautiful clanging sound.

"Don't resort to such petty sneak attacks. It's an insult to your reputation as a super genius of Sunagakure." Shanks looked disdainfully at the little scorpion lying on the ground. A sneak attack? Are you kidding me? Do you think I, a real man who can foresee the next five seconds, am a fake?

"Bastard! I will kill you one day!" Little Scorpion had never been insulted like this before. Geniuses are proud, especially a super genius like him.

"Stop spouting such useless nonsense. Haven't you heard the saying 'A ruthless person doesn't talk much'? Fine, let's make a bet! For the next six months, you can ambush me anytime, anywhere, 24 hours a day. If you can injure me, I'll leave immediately and not disturb your art studies. But if you can't injure me that day... hehe, you'll have to receive my loving education! How about it? Does the Sand Village's super genius dare to take this?" Shanks pointed his black finger at Scorpion and laughed.

252. The Stubborn Little Scorpion

"boom!"

"Damn bastard!" The little scorpion lay on the ground, covered in bumps.

No wonder he's the one who'll be able to take down Salamander in a couple of years. His talent for sneak attacks is top-notch. Ever since the day he made the bet with Shanks, he's been poisoning people, sneaking up on Shanks while he's asleep, and having several poisonous needles fly at him when he's drunk. When he's sleeping, several green needles inexplicably appear on his bed. He's come up with all sorts of tricks.

Without Observation Haki, Shanks would have been killed countless times. However, the price of unsuccessful sneak attacks is that the handsome little scorpion always turns into Buddha Emperor Scorpion.

"I admire people like you who are stubborn. Next time you launch a sneak attack, please be a little more creative! This method is too monotonous!" Shanks couldn't help but complain as he looked at the Buddha Emperor Scorpion lying on the ground.

"Bastard!" Little Scorpion rubbed the bump on his head and glared at the bastard in front of him. His failed sneak attack and subsequent beating had already dealt a heavy blow to his young mind, and this bastard kept babbling on and on every time he was being beaten.

Grandma Chiyo, who had secretly come outside the house, stared blankly at her grandson's head covered in bumps through the window! What happened? Where had her once handsome grandson gone? Who was that little brat with the bumps all over his head?

Grandma Chiyo now deeply doubts whether bringing Shanks here was the right or wrong decision. It's only been a month, and while his personality hasn't changed much, her once handsome grandson has turned into a Buddha...

"Little Scorpion, keep lying down and using your brain full of bumps. Don't be too one-dimensional, or I'll be very bored for the next six months!" Shanks noticed that Grandma Chiyo outside the window seemed to have something to say to him, so he went out after provoking Little Scorpion.

"Oh! Aunt Chiyo has finally come to see her grandson! How is he? Hasn't little Scorpion changed a lot?" Shanks said proudly to Grandma Chiyo as he stepped out the door.

"...His appearance has changed a lot, but his personality..." Grandma Chiyo almost pointed at his head and started yelling. I didn't send you here to get plastic surgery for my precious grandson, what's with his increasingly irritable personality!

"Haha! Your appearance reflects your heart, right? Little Scorpion is inherently a very sensitive person. The death of his parents was a huge blow to him, and he's been suppressing himself for so many years. His emotions haven't been able to be released, so his temperament has gradually become colder and colder. If you want him to change, you have to let him release the emotions that have accumulated in his heart for so many years. Don't worry! I'm a clinical psychologist from Konoha. Orochimaru doesn't have as much experience in this area as I do!" Shanks planned to get a pair of glasses when he got back; pretending to be a cultured person always lacked a certain air!

"...I hope so, but could you please not slap my face next time!" Although she didn't have glasses, Grandma Chiyo really believed it. However, no one was happy to see their grandson, who inherited their perfect looks, turn into a pig's head.

"Haha! Don't worry, there are still a few months left. I'll give you back your beautiful grandson then!" Shanks laughed.

Grandma Chiyo glanced at her well-behaved grandson, whose head was covered in bumps, and left, looking back every few steps.

"Little handsome boy! Have you rested well?" After Grandma Chiyo left, Shanks entered the house and teased the little scorpion who was still lying on the ground.

"None of your business, you bastard!" Little Scorpion glared fiercely at Shanks, looking like he had a blood feud with him.

"I love your little temper! Ah! It's a pity I only have one daughter. If I had another daughter, I would definitely tie you up and take you back to Konoha." Shanks squatted down and stroked his hair.

"..." The little scorpion still stared at him fiercely without saying a word.

"Get up. Once you've rested enough, come with me to exercise. Look how weak you are. You're a limp scorpion in just a few minutes. You're such a genius." Shanks looked at him disdainfully.

"Damn it! The puppeteer's puppets aren't bodies!" Little Scorpion couldn't take it anymore. This bastard spends 24 hours a day, except when he's sleeping, he's constantly looking down on him! No one could stand that.

"It's because of your viewpoint that I was able to kill Shamon when I was nine years old. Kid, true strength comes from within. You can't achieve much by relying on these toys." Shanks pinched his cheek and coaxed him.

"..." Little Scorpion didn't speak. Although it was a lie, he believed it. Unless a human body is like this bastard's or the Raikage's, it's not incapable of withstanding too much damage... If the body were modified... at least being hit by this bastard wouldn't hurt!

"Bang!" Just as the little scorpion was bursting with inspiration, Shanks' beloved bouncy ball bounced on his head again, knocking away all his inspiration.

"Little handsome, if you keep thinking nonsense, I'll strip you naked and take you on a tour of the ninja world." Shanks looked at the little scorpion with murderous intent, and his Conqueror's Haki unconsciously activated, but Shanks controlled it so that it didn't affect the little scorpion.

Thankfully, his Observation Haki was activated, otherwise he wouldn't have known about his plan to reshape Scorpion's body by ejecting him... If Grandma Chiyo knew, she'd probably hold a grudge against Shanks for the rest of her life...

"..." The little scorpion was flustered by the aura, looking at the house that had been destroyed by it. "How could this bastard be so strong!"

"Haha! Are you stunned by my domineering aura? Want to learn? I can teach you." Shanks laughed triumphantly as he looked at the shocked little scorpion.

"Hmph! I'll kill you one day!" Being able to talk tough is an essential skill for everyone in the Naruto world. Back then, Kakuzu shot a kunai at Hashirama Senju from 800 miles away and still managed to boast that he fought Hashirama Senju for 300 rounds!

"Haha! Alright, don't keep me waiting too long. I'm already thirty-seven this year. If you wait another twenty or thirty years, you'll be fighting with my grandson. Bullying an old man isn't a skill!" Shanks laughed, feeling incredibly satisfied at the thought of this handsome young man being flicked by him again twenty years later!

"Let's go! Didn't we want to train?" Little Scorpion stood up, clenching his fists tightly as he looked at Shanks.

"Very good! Knowing your weaknesses doesn't mean running away, but overcoming them. That's what makes a man. All you do is think about crooked ways to modify your body." Shanks raised an eyebrow.

"How did you know!" The little scorpion stared at him wide-eyed. How did this bastard know what she was thinking?

"Of course I know, I've seen more people than you've eaten rice!" Shanks boasted.

"I never eat..."

The little scorpion said calmly.

"Bang!" Another bounce.