Konoha Drunkard

"Get out of my way! The auction is off!"

Just as the four leaders of Konoha were having different thoughts, a domineering and deep soprano voice came from afar. Upon seeing the person, the crowd took a step back to let the woman in. In the entire ninja world, there was no one more domineering than Tsunade, one of the Legendary Sannin of Konoha.

"The auction is off. Those are all my great-uncle's belongings. Let's see who dares to buy them!"

Tsunade walked to the front of the crowd and looked down at them with an imposing aura. Whether they were high-ranking officials or foreign businessmen, they all felt a chill run down their spines under Tsunade's gaze. This was the legendary Tsunade Princess, who could kill a tiger with a single punch. Their small bodies couldn't withstand her.

"Lady Tsunade, you can't do this! My wife and I are over seventy, and we've wanted a child for decades, but we haven't succeeded. We heard that the Second Hokage's calligraphy and paintings can bless us with many children and grandchildren, so we traveled all the way to Konoha hoping to buy one of his works and have a child. You're making me childless!" An elderly nobleman cried out to Tsunade, looking utterly desolate. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was a lonely old man. His wife, upon hearing her husband's words, was almost speechless. When did they stop having sons? They were currently fighting tooth and nail for the family fortune! And this old man had more than one wife; his sons were countless... But as the nobleman's first wife, she could still play along and feign a pitiful state.

"Tsunade has finally grown up!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi looked at Tsunade with satisfaction from afar. Finally, she was no longer the Tsunade who would even betray her teammates just to give his family's casino a little money!

At this moment, Tsunade's expression was very cold and she seemed to have no mercy, but she was extremely anxious because that bastard Shanks was even faster than her.

She never imagined that her great-uncle's worn-out calligraphy would be so valuable. As the rightful heir, how could she let Shanks auction it off? She'd sell it after she'd squandered all the money! And she'd sell it herself! Right, if her great-uncle's calligraphy was so valuable, wouldn't her grandfather's be even more valuable...?

At this moment, she selectively forgot all about the rope tree; she was the rightful heir of her second grandfather!

"I don't care if you have no descendants or your whole family is wiped out, my great-uncle's things cannot be sold now!"

After Tsunade finished speaking in a domineering manner, she hurriedly walked into the Senju clan's territory and then rushed towards Shanks' house, creating a small tornado behind her.

After spending money with Garp at the casino last night, she had to let Garp go home by himself because she had surgery. By the time the surgery was over, it was already dawn. Tsunade, who was taking a nap in her office, was woken up by the noise outside.

It wasn't a big deal originally; after all, hospitals are bustling with people during the day, and noise is normal. But today it seemed particularly noisy, even drowning out her snoring. Unable to hear her own snoring, she couldn't sleep either. When she went out of her office, good heavens! A bunch of people were waving banknotes at her. Tsunade's eyes lit up at the sight of the waving money. But being a woman of action, she suppressed the urge to snatch the money and casually pulled one of the waving people aside to ask what was going on. Had the sun risen in the west or had the Third Hokage passed away? Why were so many people coming to give her money today?

It turns out this group was much bolder than those who went to the Senju clan. Knowing that so many people went to the Senju clan, even if there were many of the Second Hokage's calligraphy and paintings, it wouldn't be enough to go around. So these people thought that since Tsunade was a descendant of the Second Hokage, she must have the Second Hokage's handwriting. Although Tsunade was a notorious violent person, considering the value of the Second Hokage's handwriting... these people mustered their courage and waved their banknotes to Konoha Hospital to buy Tsunade's calligraphy.

However, Tsunade was a woman of action. After hearing the merchant's words, she immediately understood their value. After righteously dismissing the merchants, she hurriedly ran home, intending to keep her second and great-grandfathers' calligraphy and paintings for later sale when she fell on hard times. Those were the real money. She thought she had acted quickly enough, but Shanks was even faster and was already preparing to hold an auction.

How can this be? She is the first heir, and even Nawaki can only be second. How can Shanks auction off her things!

Absolutely impossible!

"boom!"

Tsunade arrived at Shanks' house and unleashed a powerful attack on the tightly closed door!

Shanks's tragic life came to an end just days after the new doors were installed!

Tsunade's powerful attack elicited no reaction from those inside the house. There were six and a half people in total: the Nawaki family of four, plus Shanks and Haruko. Nawaki and Garp, with pained expressions, were seen grinding ink for the other half and massaging their shoulders. Shizuka and Haruko were serving them, one holding a teacup and the other a snack. Three-and-a-half-year-old Karin was nestled in the arms of the other half, looking at what they were writing. Ignoring Nawaki's expression, the scene was that of a perfectly happy and harmonious family—so warm, so sweet…

When Tsunade saw the other half of the person's clothes and appearance, she was instantly speechless...

"Second Grandfather? Why are you out again?"

That's right! No one in the entire ninja world currently enjoys such high-level, emperor-like treatment. The person who receives such treatment—Garp massaging his shoulders, Nawaki grinding ink, and Shizuka and Haruko serving him tea—has been dead for many years. This "half-person" is none other than Tobirama Senju, the man hailed as a "great educator, politician, great scientist, calligrapher..." Shanks has once again summoned this king of the hill, Tobirama. Orochimaru's improved Edo Tensei has become increasingly refined over time, though some drawbacks remain, such as the inability to fully unleash his power. However, thankfully, he no longer suffers from memory loss like before. And Shanks summoning Shenron... Pshaw! He summoned his uncle not to fight, but simply to write. He can't even handle a living person, expecting someone who's been dead for decades to manage? He'd be laughed at for it, and he'd never be able to proudly call himself a glorious transmigrator again...

530. Your second grandfather is helping you pay off your debts.

"...Second Grandfather is helping you pay off your debts."

Tobirama Senju kept reassuring himself, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I can't hold it against my granddaughter." And then, what do you mean, "here we go again..."

"Help me pay off my debts? I don't owe anyone any money, I have money!"

Tsunade said with great pride, she was indeed rich, Shanks had given her 500 billion, and who knows how much more she had taken away afterward, which was why she was so generous.

"You owe me money, Uncle! You be the judge! All these years, I've single-handedly carried the Senju clan on my shoulders, working myself to the bone! I've managed to scrape together some wealth from all sorts of shady dealings, and Tsunade's been spending all her time at home sending money to your good disciple Sarutobi's casinos. I could handle Tsunade alone, but who knew Garp would do the same, and even surpass him in some ways! I just can't take it anymore!" Shanks put down his wine glass, rushed over, and grabbed Tobirama Senju's leg, crying out loudly. This time, he was well-prepared. He'd heard that when the actors in Naruto were filming crying scenes, they'd put some wasabi on the corners of their eyes to make the tears flow. But trying to make it look more realistic, he seemed to have put on too much wasabi. Not only could the tears not stop, but he was also burning up from the spiciness.

His appearance was so realistic to outsiders... if they hadn't smelled the pungent wasabi...

"Grand Uncle, why are you crying? Did you eat too much wasabi?" Karin asked Shanks with concern, looking on in Tobirama Senju's mind.

"......"

Those around him were suppressing the urge to burst out laughing, their shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

"Haha! Look how fake your act is, Karin can't be fooled!" Tsunade naturally wouldn't give him any face, since this bastard used her as an excuse.

"...Alright! Since we're already here, it's good to see you all. It's been so many years since I've seen you. It's my fault for not being considerate enough to leave you anything, especially Haruko. You've had a tough time all these years." Tobirama Senju looked at this group of unreliable descendants and said to Haruko. He could tell that Haruko was just like his sister-in-law, Mito Uzumaki, back then. Otherwise, with her managing his brother, the family would have been ruined. Sometimes, his brother's words didn't carry any weight.

"Second Uncle, you're too kind. It's my duty."

Haruko-sama shook her head and said.

Tobirama Senju did have many notebooks, but most of them were records of his development of ninjutsu. These were obviously not for sale; their value was immeasurable. The Twelve Hand Seals were the lowest-value item he could find. He couldn't possibly auction off those large-scale water-style or forbidden techniques written by Tobirama himself; that would throw the ninja world into chaos. He had enjoyed a few years of carefree living.

So Shanks had no choice but to summon his second uncle and trick him into believing that Tsunade and Garp were heavily in debt and had no money to pay it off, while his handwriting was now surprisingly popular. So he asked him to write some poems and songs to sell.

At first, Tobirama Senju naturally disagreed. What kind of person would a grandmaster of ninjutsu not develop ninjutsu but instead write useless poems and songs? Wouldn't that lower his prestige?

However, after seeing Nawaki's family, especially three-and-a-half-year-old Karin, he changed his mind. Looking at Karin's thin little body, he thought that they really had no food to eat. So, with tears in his eyes, he scolded Nawaki for being irresponsible as a father and then started writing the poems and songs that he despised the most.

Nawaki couldn't speak out even if he was wronged. Karin's thinness wasn't due to lack of food, but rather because she somehow learned to start dieting from a young age, eating only a tiny amount at each meal. No amount of coaxing from him and Shizuka could work. Luckily, she had a strong will to live, otherwise she would have fainted from hunger countless times.

But before he could even explain, a murderous intent surged around him, locking onto him and leaving him to endure a scolding for nothing. No wonder he looked so bitter.

On the contrary, Garp won Tobirama Senju's praise. Although he was a bit of a gambler, it was nothing in the face of his great talent. Which generation of the Senju clan's leaders was not a gambler?

Because Rope Tree doesn't gamble, his talent is mediocre. Even the swordsmanship he developed in one night is still not fully mastered, which is a disgrace to the Emperor of the Clan.

"Second Uncle, although your calligraphy and paintings are very valuable now, don't write too much. Just copy a line or two of those poems. If you compare the eras, people might think you're the one who created the poem. We should even get royalties from that. If you write too much, it won't be worth anything. Also, write some basic ninjutsu theories, like those low-level taijutsu or water jutsu. But don't write too much, or it will be too obvious. And also, remember to sign your name at the bottom. Your signature is quite valuable too."

Shanks realized he was practically cheating. Those famous poems were all written in the last ten years or so, while Tobirama Senju had been dead for forty years. If these poems were to get out, those famous poets and lyricists who made a living off their reputation might end up on the cross... Amen!

As long as I'm making money, who cares if I'm nailed to a cross or boiled in oil! It's none of his business.

"...I can write some basic taijutsu, but low-level water jutsu...I haven't developed any low-level ones and I can't write them."

Tobirama Senju, barely suppressing the urge to beat up Shanks, put on a show and said, "I wrote this for you, but you still have so many conditions. How about I give you the pen and you write it yourself?"

"I see. Well... just write something like 'Water Dragon Bullet,' it's not a unique ninjutsu, so it doesn't matter if you sell it. The main thing is to remember to sign it."

Shanks was taken aback by Tobirama Senju's show of bravado. They're all family, can't you just stop pretending? We know you're sharp...

At that moment, Tsunade made a seven gesture to Shanks without making a sound.

"I want 70% of this round."

Shanks shook his head and made a two-pointer.

"Don't even think about it, at most 20%."

Tsunade shook her head and then made a six gesture.

"No, it has to be at least 60%. I am the heir."

Shanks glanced at Rope Tree and the others, then made a three-pointer.

"You're not the only heir; they're the other ones too. You'll get a maximum of 30%; the rest will have to go to them!"

Tsunade glanced at her miserable younger brother and her nephew and niece, and finally nodded in agreement.

Haruko watched the uncle and nephew constantly comparing and contrasting things, and sighed inwardly. When will these two ever grow up? They haven't even written anything yet and they're already discussing how to divide things up.

531. The difference is right on their faces.

Just a short while after Tobirama Senju started writing, four more figures appeared at the door. Looking at these four figures, worn down by time, who else could they be but the Four Great Leaders of Konoha? However, because Tobirama Senju's figure was blocked by Shanks and Tsunade, and because none of the four were tall, it was impossible for them to see Tobirama Senju through Shanks and Tsunade.

The four walked in with grim expressions. Koharu, in particular, was alright; getting a painting would have been easy for her, and she hadn't really tricked Shanks much. All she had to do was mention it to Haruko. But Hiruzen Sarutobi and his two companions were a different story. They'd tricked Shanks quite a bit lately, especially Hiruzen and Homura Mitokado... They'd just been tricked at the Hokage Building yesterday, and now they were about to get their revenge. It seemed like fate had brought them together again.

Danzo was prepared to be tricked by Shanks, but as long as his Root organization could figure out a way to copy Shanks' handwriting, being tricked was no big deal. No pain, no gain.

"Yo! Isn't this the Konoha F4? Why aren't you practicing Tai Chi in the park? What are you doing here?" Shanks teased as the four walked in in a line. Tsunade had practically smashed the door open; there was no way he could hide Shanks now. He was probably going to get a lecture after this...

"Old...old teacher?"

The four people who walked in were stunned when they saw the figure sitting in the back holding Karin and writing something. They had no time to pay attention to Shanks' teasing.

Shanks is such a bastard, he has no bottom line at all. He even summoned his teacher just to make money. Doesn't he know that this kind of ninjutsu is morally reprehensible?

"Ah, the four of you. I didn't expect you to have all gotten so old." Although it had been many years since we last met, the four of them looked much the same. Hiruzen Sarutobi was even shorter than before, Homura Mitokado still mimicked his poker face all the time, Koharu Utatane had aged a lot, and the one who had changed the most was Danzo Shimura, who now had an S-shaped scar on his chin and was looking like a mummy.

In front of his disciples, Tobirama Senju reverted to his strict teacher demeanor, displaying a surprisingly relaxed and adorable side. Shanks was amazed by his acting skills and decided he should find some time to learn from his uncle. This was the highest level of acting, where expressions could change in an instant.

"Why are you using that ninjutsu again? Didn't I tell you that the Impure World Reincarnation is against the natural order and shouldn't be used recklessly?" The shameless Hiruzen Sarutobi immediately changed his expression, sternly reprimanding Shanks beside him, while glancing at Tobirama Senju as if to say, "Teacher, you see, I've tried to control your nephew, but I can't."

Hiruzen Sarutobi's behavior awakened his three friends' Tenseigan. It was utterly shameless, especially Danzo. He suddenly realized why he'd been unable to compete with his best friend for so many years—the difference was in their faces.

"It's good to come back once. Seeing Konoha as it is now, Hiruzen, you certainly didn't disappoint me." Tobirama Senju waved his hand and said.

"Ever since my teacher entrusted me with the succession to the Hokage position, I have worked diligently every day without the slightest slackening, hoping not to disappoint my teacher's expectations." Hiruzen Sarutobi looked like a good student. Although he didn't openly praise himself, his words were no different from self-praise.

Shanks carefully observed Hiruzen Sarutobi's actions and tone of voice. Indeed, experience counts; Hiruzen Sarutobi was a master of knowing exactly what to say to whom. Judging from the behavior of these four in front of Tobirama Senju, he could tell who held a more important place in Tobirama's heart. Homura Mitokado, on the other hand, basically had no say in Tobirama's presence; he was essentially just a bystander.

Koharu Utatane is a girl and has never been in a leadership position. As for Danzo... right now, the person Danzo probably least wants to see is Tobirama Senju. Putting aside the fact that he's been playing too much of a game of strategy and his strength has been declining over the years, just the Sharingan in his right hand combined with Hashirama Senju's cells makes him incredibly insecure in front of this teacher. This teacher is the originator of live experiments, and who knows if he can even see through his condition.

Judging from the current situation, it seems that only Hiruzen Sarutobi can be considered the leader of the four giants. Based on his leadership of Konoha over the years, he has no regrets.

"Teacher, what's wrong...?"

Although they had all suspected that Shanks summoned their teacher to make money for him, she still wanted to find out for sure, since in their impression, this teacher was not the kind of person who would do such a thing.

"........."

Tobirama Senju shook his head and remained silent. In short, it was a disgrace to his family, and he didn't want to mention it in front of his disciples, as it was too shameful.

"Second Uncle, stop dawdling and hurry up and write. We can talk about it after you finish writing. This corpse is just an ordinary person; it won't last long." Seeing Tobirama Senju catching up with the four giants of Konoha, Shanks urged him on, almost forgetting the important matter.

"Alright, no need to write too much, too much will just make it worthless." Tobirama Senju tossed a few sheets with writing on them toward Shanks.

"It's not safe for you to keep it; I'll keep it safe!"

However, Tsunade was one step ahead of Shanks, snatching the calligraphy and painting directly and then saying...

"...At least you should produce one. There are so many people waiting outside. If you can't produce the goods, no one will come next time. We have to give them hope." Shanks said helplessly. It seems that he has been losing money lately. He has never had a smooth business deal. He was tricked by the Uchiha and Hyuga when he tried to swindle Takikage and Sunagakure.

Haruko gave all the compensation she received from the Hyuga clan to Tsunade. After finally coming up with a way to make money, she ruthlessly ripped off the Uchiha clan, only to be ripped off again by the three giants of Konoha.

Now things are even worse. Before I could finish the task, someone else beat me to it. It's a shame there are no fortune tellers in the Naruto world, otherwise I would really like to check if I'm lacking the element of metal in my Five Elements. Every time I receive money, it never lasts more than a day.

Shanks picked up a drawing from Tsunade's hand, which depicted the basics of taijutsu with detailed explanations. It seemed to be the manuscript that Tobirama Senju used to develop Konoha's fluid jutsu, and it had a signature at the bottom. He walked out, leaving the drawing with Tobirama Senju reminiscing with the four giants of Konoha. A handsome man catching up with four old guys, and the four old guys respectfully calling the handsome man "teacher"... This scene... it's not a fantasy or cultivation story, it just feels awkward to think about.

Moreover, that ordinary corpse wouldn't last much longer. At most, Tobirama Senju would have to go back to report to the old man Rokudo in half an hour. It was more important to make money than to waste time with them inside.

"This is the manuscript that Tobirama Senju used when he developed the Konoha Style... Hmm, it's even more representative!"

Shanks thought to himself as he walked.

532. Let's just write "May you have a son soon".