Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

Chapter 897: 8-Year-Old Cellar-Grained 3-Tomoe Jewels on Sale at a Huge Discount!

"Back to die again?"

As Onoki, who was confronting Hanzo in mid-air, looked at Root returning to the battlefield, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

This dog-eat-dog scene is exactly what he wants to see. The enraged Golden Horn has no regard for his own family and friends, and they are just waiting to become his victims!

Just as Onoki was fantasizing about Kinkaku indiscriminately slaughtering everyone who stood in his way, he was surprised to find that Kinkaku, who had just been furious, had lowered his fists and voluntarily removed the driver from his waist. The frenzied aura emanating from him dissipated completely in the blink of an eye.

"What trick do you want to play again?"

To avoid revealing the truth about the breach, Senju Hisana held Uchiha Gin's lower body tightly, watching Kinkaku warily.

"Didn't you say you needed to use the restroom? I happen to be in a bit of a hurry too."

Kinkaku, who had suddenly softened, gave Senju Hisami, whose brows were furrowed, a strange look, and then winked at Uchiha Gin as he turned away.

"That's perfect, let's do it together!"

Catching the subtle look in Kinkaku's eyes from the prison cell, Uchiha Gin, feeling he needed to change his pants and underwear, smiled and nodded.

After saying that, the two men and one woman disappeared into the nearby grove, leaving the onlookers bewildered.

"What the hell?"

Upon witnessing this bizarre scene, Onoki nearly fell from the sky, rubbing his eyes vigorously, fearing that he had unwittingly fallen under the Uchiha clan's genjutsu.

If his memory serves him right, the man with the signature curly hair and deadpan eyes is a veteran of the Uchiha clan.

“Hey you scrap collector over there, hit me once, and I’ll never hit back.”

Ohnoki was naturally suspicious, and even after checking several times, he was still not entirely at ease, so he upgraded the testing methods on his own.

"what?"

Hanzo, who had just acquired a strange nickname, was taken aback upon hearing this, and a wary red light flashed instantly in his electronic eyes.

The cunning Iwagakure doesn't tell the truth at all; he's definitely trying to trick me into going there to dismantle me and sell me for scrap.

"Hmph! I gave you a chance, but you failed miserably."

Ōnoki glared disdainfully at the cautious Hanzo, then leaped down in front of his disciple, scrutinizing the timid Komurasaki.

"Purple, hit me."

"Huh? Teacher, you mustn't!"

"That's an order!"

"Snapped!"

"."

Onoki, who had just been slapped at the speed of light, stared in disbelief at Komurasaki, who was still in the slapping pose.

You unfilial disciple, you should at least have given me a heads-up before starting with zero frames!

Why hit them so hard?

"you"

"A master's command is difficult to disobey."

Little Purple, who was secretly delighted, waved her hand innocently. But to be fair, the teacher's face—no, the armor of the Tailed Beast Knight—was really thick!

"If it's not an illusion, then what's wrong with Golden Horn?"

Feeling the stinging pain on his cheek, Onoki finally realized that he hadn't fallen victim to the Uchiha's genjutsu, and that everything that had just happened was real.

But how can this truth be even more outrageous than an illusion?

Hanzo, on the other side, was equally curious about Uchiha Gin, who had managed to make Kinkaku suddenly back down. However, he searched several keywords in the system...

Names such as "curly hair," "dead fish eyes," and "annoying Uchiha" have consistently failed to find a match.

"Hydrangea, I need information on that Leaf Curly."

After attributing the problem to his own insufficient computing power, Hanzo had no choice but to hand over the task to Hydrangea, who possessed a vast database in the rear.

"Hydrangea, reply received!"

However, after waiting for a long time, no matter how he called out, there was no response from the communicator. Hanzo was very puzzled. In his memory, Hydrangea was a very capable person, and no matter what the result of the inquiry was, she should have given him an accurate answer.

Hydrangea?

"Eight"

Hanzo's urging echoed through the communicator, but Hydrangea seemed not to hear it, her beautiful eyes, gleaming with an inscrutable light, fixed on Uchiha Gin's disappearing figure into the grove.

"Silver Three."

"Boom!"

"Hydrangea, what's wrong with you?"

"Huh? Lord Hanzo, what did you say?"

Seeing Hanzo suddenly land beside her, Hydrangea, who had been in a daze, immediately snapped back to reality, a faint blush flashing across her fair face.

"Is the communicator broken again? I'll have you check that guy's information."

Unaware that his trusted subordinate had just been slacking off, Hanzo reached out and touched the external communicator mounted on his ear.

"He's just a Konoha genin."

Recalling Uchiha Gin's parting words, Hydrangea hesitated for a moment, then replied with a wandering gaze,

Genin?

Hanzo looked on with suspicion. Could a mere genin really intimidate the Third Raikage?

"it is true!"

Seeing that Hanzo was suspicious of her answer, Hydrangea forced herself to remain calm and nodded solemnly.

"His name is Uchiha Gin. He was among the first ninjas registered in Konoha, number 001. He's 186cm tall, weighed 60kg at registration, and now weighs 75kg. He likes strawberry sundaes and triple-sugar lemonade. His biggest hobby is..."

To dispel any doubts, she even began to memorize the basic information about Uchiha Gin's ability to see light.

But this action did not dispel Hanzo's doubts; on the contrary, it intensified the curiosity in his electronic eyes.

"Wait, is your database really that detailed? A single genin takes up so much memory."

"Haha~ Really? My database is always meticulous, treating all ninjas equally."

The interrupted hydrangea gave a dry laugh to calm her inner turmoil, while secretly reflecting on her behavior.

Lao Ba, you're being too impulsive!

"No detail is too small? Treat everyone equally?"

Hanzo sized up the evasive Hydrangea, then suddenly pointed to Danzo, who was surrounded by Root members not far away.

"Then why is his information only half a line long?"

[Shimura Danzo, a Konoha Jonin, is of average height but heavy weight, with a large bottom. He is skilled in Wind Release techniques and unique secret methods.]

"Uh, gathering information on Jonin is quite difficult."

Hydrangea, forcing herself to speak,

"But it shouldn't be this sloppy, right?"

For the first time, Hanzo questioned the professional standards of the Hydrangea.

"I apologize, Konoha's information security is too strong. I will definitely speed up the infiltration process after I return and try to find out Shimura Danzo's unknown hobbies by next year."

"Never mind, it doesn't matter."

Upon hearing this, Hanzo gently shook his head. After this battle, the relationship between Konoha and Amegakure should not deteriorate for the time being. Rather than wasting resources on this, it would be better to order a few more sets of new prosthetics to enhance the village's combat strength.

"Lord Hanzo, what should we do next?" Seeing that Hanzo had taken the initiative to let the matter drop, Hydrangea breathed a sigh of relief and then asked him how to deal with the complicated situation at hand.

Hanzo twisted his slightly congested neck, his red-glowing electronic eyes staring intently at Onoki, who was "plotting" with his disciple in the distance. The not-yet-fully-lubricated hydraulic rods emitted a teeth-grinding grinding sound.

"Ignore everything else, keep a close eye on Onoki. We must leave those despicable Iwagakure here today!"

"Hey, Whitey, aren't you coming down?"

In the grove, standing before towering trees, Uchiha Gin glanced out of the corner of his eye at Kinkaku, who was keeping his distance behind him, then looked down at Senju Hisama, who was clinging to him like an octopus.

"Are you an idiot? What should we do if that guy suddenly attacks us?"

Senju Hisa frowned, her long legs tightening suddenly. She was worried that Kinkaku might suddenly attack and harm Uchiha Gin, but she was also too embarrassed to let go.

"Now is the sacred time for using the toilet. You should have faith in the layout of Golden Horn Prison."

Uchiha Gin felt he was already soaked through, and if he didn't throw Senju Hishima down soon, he'd start to smell like her. So, with one hand, he grabbed the white-haired girl clinging to him and pulled her into his arms.

Tick-tick-tick-

"Men on the left and women on the right."

Gin glanced disdainfully at the dripping little pearl, then tossed it aside. He also tossed the Thousand Hands Hishima, who was covering her hands, to the right of the tree. He loosened his belt and walked to the left without looking back, with Kinkaku following closely behind.

"Mr. Yin, what brings you here?"

Kinkaku quickly caught up with Uchiha Gin, who was carrying his belt, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "..."

"I was about to ask you the same thing. Didn't you already get a membership card in the Hot Spring Town of Yu-no-Kuni? Why did you come to this godforsaken place?"

Like their predecessors, the Silver and Gold Brothers, after retiring, flocked to the Land of Hot Springs, where bathhouses were springing up everywhere, and successfully transitioned into professional foot bath evaluators.

On such a dark and windy night, they should be practicing physical skills with the technicians.

"We heard rumors that Tobirama Senju, that bastard, has come back from the dead, so my brother and I thought we were just killing time anyway, so we decided to go and mess with him."

Kinkaku, embarrassed by Uchiha Gin's blunt remark, scratched his head sheepishly, a rare look of awkwardness on his deeply lined old face.

"I see."

Uchiha Gin nodded in sudden realization. The white-haired guy must be far more attractive than any technician to have driven the Gin and Gold brothers to travel day and night from the Land of Hot Springs.

“But since Mr. Yin is here, let’s leave it at that. But that white-haired girl must give me an explanation for the injuries on Silver Horn’s body.”

Kinkaku nodded with a smile. Now over fifty, he was long past the age of being willful and reckless. Having had his edges smoothed out by his position as Raikage, he knew very well what he should and shouldn't do.

The Uchiha Gin in front of them was not only the benefactor who had saved their Hagoromo clan, but also the Decade Brother who had disappeared from the ninja world for many years. Even if the two brothers, along with Onoki and his apprentice, were to fight side by side, they would still have to be ranked according to seniority when it came to getting beaten up.

"You're probably going to be disappointed. That white-haired guy is probably still in a daze."

Uchiha Gin, who had disappeared into a nearby grove of trees, only revealing his head, gently shook his head.

Senju Hisana was merely a lab rat used for his experiments; how could she possibly know the details of that new power?

"What should we do, Silver Horn..."

Upon hearing this, Kinkaku's expression stiffened. If even Senju Hisama, the culprit, didn't know how to break the curse, then his brother was doomed.

"Don't worry, with me here, do you think I'd let Silver Horn Prison go to the Pure Land for tea?"

Seeing Kinkaku's uncertain expression, Uchiha Gin quickly changed into new underwear and trousers, walked out of the grove, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Really? Mr. Yin, thank you so much!"

As he spoke, Kinkaku was about to bow down, but fortunately, Uchiha Gin reacted quickly and grabbed his long horn, preventing him from bending it any further no matter how hard he tried.

Left with no other choice, Golden Horn, sweating profusely, had to straighten up, his fierce eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Mr. Yin is indeed a man of hidden talents..."

He felt that if he exerted any more force, the first thing to break would not be his back, but the long horns on his head.

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm just an ordinary Konoha genin, 186cm tall, 6...61kg, and I like strawberry sundaes and lemonade..."

Holding his discarded strawberry-patterned underwear, Uchiha Gin solemnly recited his basic information.

"Yes, yes, yes, our brotherhood will keep this secret all the way to the Pure Land. Even if the Six Paths Ancestor inquires, we will never reveal a single word."

"No need for that."

"what?"

……

"What to do, what to do? By the time we finish using this toilet, both that curly-haired guy and I will be dead."

On the other side of the tree, Senju Hisa, who had been squatting on the ground and venting her frustrations, gradually felt the flush on her pretty face fade after a brief moment of satisfaction, and a deep sorrow crept onto her brow.

"But then again, it wouldn't be so boring if that guy were with me on the way down."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't want to be a miserable couple with you!"

"Huh? Ah!"

Senju Hishima, whose buttocks felt cold, was startled by the sudden sound beside her ear. She tried to get up and pull up her pants, only to discover with dismay that her legs had gone numb from squatting.

Her curled-up body fell uncontrollably to the side, bathed in the cool moonlight, the three bright, round moons reflecting each other.

Wow~ It's a rare white giant Hakimi!

"Oh no, oh no, I can't keep these eyes anymore! Three-tomoe Sharingan, on clearance sale at a rock-bottom price!"

Seeing Senju Hisama's disheveled state, Uchiha Gin covered his eyes with his fingers, his words filled with sighs.

"asshole!"

After a brief moment of distraction, overwhelmed with shame and indignation, Senju Hishima didn't even bother to pull up her pearl-embroidered underwear. She grabbed the last Flying Thunder God kunai in her hand, ready to take Uchiha Gin down with her as he suddenly appeared behind her.

"Wow~ I didn't expect you to be so serious on the surface, but you're actually quite the player in private."

Dodging the unsteady Senju Hishima, Uchiha Gin's gaze fell on the beaded underwear wrapped around her slender ankles, and he shook his head in amazement.

"Could she have learned her fashion sense from those twin technician sisters?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Remembering that Kinkaku was still nearby, Senju Hisa, having regained her footing and to avoid disgracing the Senju name, suppressed her anger and quickly pulled up her pants.

The blush on her face faded, replaced by a touch of heroism.

"I'll hold off Golden Horn for a bit. If you can run, then run. If you really can't, I'll wait for you on the road."

"I already told you I wouldn't be a miserable couple with a white-haired guy like you."

"Do you have a better way?"

Senju Hisama was furious at Uchiha Gin's dismissive expression and gritted her teeth as she questioned him.

"Of course."

"Hmm? Hurry up and slurp!"

"If you want to know, you can, but you have to do me a favor first."

Seeing Senju Hisama's anxious face, Uchiha Gin tossed a lump of something at him.

"Wash it clean for me, okay?"

"This is... I'm going to kill you!"

Senju Hishima instinctively took the item, only to feel a dampness in her hand. When she looked closely at the strawberry pattern, she noticed that the three magatama hidden behind her scarlet retina showed signs of sticking together.

"Don't get agitated, that's all yours on it, it has nothing to do with me." (End of Chapter)