Chapter 825
A New Nippori Travelogue by Hima
"what?"
Faced with Uchiha Gin's unfounded slander, Senju Hisama, after a brief moment of astonishment, slammed her hand on the table and stood up.
"Snapped!"
Her fair and delicate face turned a horrifying bluish-gray, and her deep red almond-shaped eyes widened in shock.
"How can you, with your curly hair, boost others' morale while diminishing your own?"
Even if she were at her worst, she shouldn't have been beaten into a ball of fluff by two retired old men.
"Have you gone stupid from sitting in the office all these years?"
Seeing Senju Hishima getting agitated, Uchiha Gin's face revealed a hint of mockery.
The white-haired man was still immersed in his past false glory, completely unaware that his strength had been declining day by day since he had severed his soul.
Right now, she can only bully young Kage-level fighters like Jiraiya and his two companions who are still developing. She'd be no match for Hiruzen and Kagami, let alone compete against top fighters from other countries.
"It seems I really need to make you realize what reality is."
As he spoke, Uchiha Gin activated his Sharingan, and three mysterious tomoe slowly rotated within it.
"What do you want to do?"
Confused, Senju Hisa frowned. What was this curly-haired girl up to? Was she trying to control her with the three-tomoe jade pendant?
Uchiha Gin carefully adjusted the output power of his eye power, suppressing the power of his eye technique to around the Kage level.
Look me straight in the eyes.
A faint crimson glow appeared, and Senju Hishima, her eyes filled with confusion, was startled. Unfathomable and chilling chakra surged forth like a venomous snake.
Sharingan eye technique!
"untie!"
Realizing what was happening, she immediately raised her fingers, just as she had done years ago when fighting Uchiha Izuna, circulating her chakra to resist the intrusion of the Sharingan's power.
However, things didn't go as planned, and she was forcibly pulled into the illusion woven by Uchiha Gin.
"What?!"
Looking at the group of muscular men dancing strangely around her, Senju Hisami's face twitched violently.
"Welcome to Shin-Nippori. Over the next 72 hours, you will learn postures with these great philosophers."
Uchiha Gin's sarcastic voice rang out like a narrator.
"Let me out!"
Senju Hisa, her scalp tingling, gritted her teeth and forced out a sentence.
"Sorry, this is punishment for naughty children."
As Uchiha Gin's voice faded into the distance, the muscular men dancing around him became increasingly energetic.
"Oh! Yeah! Baby!"
"Stand still!"
"Ass! We can!"
"..."
Senju Hisa, her face pale, watched the approaching, muscular philosophers, and let out a sharp, unprecedented roar.
"Don't come any closer!"
……
"Bang Bang Bang..."
"Advisor, here's your takeout order."
Sarutobi Toru, who was cautiously knocking on the door, was carrying two large bags printed with the image of the Snow King.
Creak~
The office door, which had been tightly closed, was pulled open a crack, and a familiar head of curly hair peeked out. Seeing the takeout in Sarutobi Toru's hand, the head's smile widened.
"They've finally arrived? The advisor is pondering an important question concerning the survival of Konoha. I'll take it in for him."
Under Sarutobi Toru's bewildered gaze, Uchiha Gin deftly took the takeout.
"These cost a total of..."
"boom!"
Before he could even explain that he had paid for the takeout himself, he was thoroughly humiliated.
"Ask your dad for reimbursement."
(3)
Whistling, Uchiha Gin turned around, looked at Senju Hishima slumped on the sofa with his mouth open and eyes closed, drool dripping from his lips, and curled his lip in disdain.
The esteemed Grand Advisor of Konoha couldn't even last three seconds; it's utterly laughable.
"That white-haired guy is so lame!"
However, on the other hand, the illusion resistance after the soul is damaged is too low.
No wonder Orochimaru, a veteran Kage-level fighter, was instantly defeated by a rookie who fought seven opponents.
Slurp~ Slurp~
"Well……"
After being defeated by Uchiha Gin's genjutsu - Philosophy Space, Senju Hisana finally saw the results screen after a 30-minute defeat cutscene. After a tearful farewell to her mentor, Philosopher King Billy, she finally returned to the real world.
"Congratulations, the surgery was a success! You've now become a lovely, uh..."
It goes without saying that this white-haired creature seems to have already successfully transformed.
I'm going to kill you!
As Senju Hisa gradually regained consciousness, she focused her unfocused gaze on Uchiha Gin, who was gulping down lemonade. Her pale face instantly flushed.
A dazzling blue light danced at her fingertips. Having endured countless philosophical trials within the illusion, she decided to punish the curly-haired boy before her with the cruelest of punishments.
"Oh, so you still have energy. Then I'll send you in again to learn wrestling with Van, or practice ghost steps with Muji."
Gin Uchiha took a big gulp and drank the lemonade in his hand. He then turned his head away, spitting out two bitter lemon seeds, and stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"Well!"
Upon hearing this, Senju Hisa, whose indescribable memories had been stirred, went limp and slumped back onto the sofa, her lifeless eyes filled with disgust for the world.
"Look, you can't even withstand my first three moves, yet you dare to dream of taking on four at once?"
He casually picked up another glass of lemonade, took a sip, and discovered it was only half-sweet. Uchiha Gin shook his head in disgust, flipped the straw over, and casually shoved it into Senju Hisama's trembling lips.
"Here, have some Vitamin C."
Slurp~ Slurp~
"Phew, when did you become so strong?"
Nourished by the lemonade, Senju Hisana, gradually regaining her spirits, looked at Uchiha Gin beside her with a complicated expression.
In her memory, this curly-haired guy was only at the level of a Jonin; he wouldn't even last two punches from her younger sister when it came to domestic violence.
This useless Jonin actually took her down in one glance, that's not scientific!
Do you understand relativity?
"what?"
"It's not that I've become stronger, it's that you've become weaker."
Looking at Senju Hisana's uncultured expression, Uchiha Gin gently shook his finger.
Have I gotten weaker?
Upon hearing this, Senju Hisama lowered her head, looking at her slender hands with a puzzled expression.
Although she had neglected her training in recent years due to work, she could assure herself that her mastery of ninjutsu had not fallen behind.
This morning, she even used the Flying Thunder God Technique to visit Rope Tree, who had gone to her parents' house with her sister-in-law for the New Year, in the capital of the Land of Fire. Her proficiency hadn't diminished at all.
Where does the "weakness" that Curly Hair mentioned come from?
"Stop guessing, it's a matter of the soul."
Seeing that Senju Hisana was still lost in thought, Uchiha Gin didn't keep her in suspense and directly pointed out her current weakness.
"The soul?"
As the only one who knew her true identity, Uchiha Gin had no reason to lie to her. Senju Hisami frowned slightly, her gaze unconsciously shifting to the physical clone meditating and recharging in the corner.
Is it because of him?
"Otherwise, could it be me?"
Uchiha Gin couldn't help but roll his eyes. The Reanimation Jutsu was an extremely soul-consuming forbidden technique, and Senju Hisami not only used it, she also severed her already damaged soul. Her current main body only had about 70% of her soul power, while the clone took up 30%.
With this one point, if you don't become weaker, who will?
"That's quite possible, after all, you curly-haired guy have caused me no shortage of trouble." Having figured out the reason, Senju Hisami glared at Uchiha Gin, who was feasting in her office, then dragged her weary body back to her Hokage throne.
"Tell me properly, who's causing you trouble?"
Uchiha Gin stood up angrily. He had been well-behaved for the past few years and hadn't caused the slightest trouble for the village.
"Take your trash with you when you leave."
Forehead.
Oh, so this is what you meant!
"Just have Xiao Che clean it up later. Isn't he your personal ANBU now?"
Knowing he was in the wrong, Uchiha Gin scratched his head and secretly kicked the empty cup under the sofa.
"The ANBU aren't meant for this kind of menial work!"
"Seriously, no wonder the Anbu can't compare to the Root; their service is far inferior."
Uchiha Gin pursed his lips. At Root, not only was there a little orchid serving tea and water, but there were also delicious little cakes to eat.
Thinking of that hardworking figure from Root, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Sigh... When will Xiao Bei finish his official business? I wonder if I'll be able to eat his little cakes again after the New Year.
Senju Hisama only showed a satisfied smile after watching the reluctant Uchiha Gin finish packing up all the lemonade cups.
"Curly, do you know how to fix this?"
"do not know!"
Uchiha Gin, carrying two garbage bags, curled his lip. "You actually made me clean up the garbage? Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you!"
Senju Hisa gave the sulking Uchiha Gin a deep look, then her eyes darted around before she reached into a drawer and pulled out a thick stack of red envelopes.
"It's okay if you don't know. It's the Lunar New Year, and I was originally planning to wish you a Happy New Year, but it seems I'll have to go into seclusion for a while to find a solution."
As she spoke, she deliberately shook the red envelope a few times in front of Uchiha Gin, the swishing sound being quite alluring.
Is it a bribe?
Uchiha Gin scoffed, "What do you take me for?"
"Hehe~ As the saying goes, nothing is impossible for a willing heart. Please rest assured, Advisor, I will definitely help you find a solution!"
Uchiha Gin, hunched over, rubbed his hands together and approached Senju Hisami with a fawning expression, his eyes fixed on the thick red envelope in her hand.
"It's truly commendable that you have such awareness. In that case, this..."
"Bring it to you!"
Seeing Senju Hisana pull out the smallest red envelope from a stack of red packets, the quick-thinking Uchiha Gin immediately initiated a "steal" maneuver.
"Tsk tsk tsk~ Thank you very much, Advisor!"
After weighing the rather heavy red envelope in his hand, Uchiha Gin smiled and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Senju Hisami.
"Forget it."
Looking at her empty little hands, Senju Hisa, somewhat amused and exasperated, gently shook her head.
We're all family, so let's just give them out. After all, these red envelopes were tributes from the Ninja Alliance and Uchiha Setsuna earlier.
"I will find a way to deal with the soul issue, but what I just told you is not an exaggeration. If Konoha gets involved in this war, it is very likely that it will lose both its wife and its army."
"I have my own reasons."
Senju Hisa nodded thoughtfully. Thanks to Uchiha Gin's reminder, she had essentially given up on the idea of full-scale participation in the war.
Without her absolute domineering power, Konoha would indeed find it difficult to gain an advantage in its battles against Kumogakure, not to mention the long-established Kirigakure lurking in the shadows.
However, participating on a small scale is not a bad idea; taking advantage of the chaos to freeload might yield unexpected gains.
"Don't make things difficult for yourself. If you die out there, people will cry."
Sensing Senju Hisana's undying ambition, Uchiha Gin's face showed a rare seriousness.
"Will you cry?"
She naturally knew who Uchiha Gin was referring to. With a glint in her eyes, Senju Hisami stared intently at Uchiha Gin and asked softly,
"If the price is right, it's not that we can't take on this kind of business."
Uchiha Gin shrugged. When the white-haired guy died last time, the Uchiha clan held a three-day, three-night banquet at their ancestral home. He wondered if they'd be able to get the limited-edition braised pork knuckle this time.
"You're still the same as ever."
"If there's nothing else, I'll head home now; we have guests at home."
"Guests? Are you the orphan and widow who have traveled a long way to find their relatives?"
"what?"
"Hahaha~"
Amidst Senju Hisama's mocking laughter, Uchiha Gin, carrying two garbage bags, was ushered out.
"That brat Fugaku!"
He cursed fiercely, knowing that even without awakening his Rinnegan, he wouldn't dare unleash an Infinite Tsukuyomi on the entire ninja world, erasing everyone's memories of him.
"Grandpa Yin, what about the advisor?"
"Xiao Che, I was just talking about you with the advisor. Keep up the good work, you have a bright future ahead of you."
Turning to look at the hesitant young man beside him, Uchiha Gin spouted nonsense with a straight face.
"really?"
Upon hearing this, Sarutobi Toru, who was guarding the door, showed excitement. The advisor truly had a discerning eye, unlike his father, who thought of himself as nothing more than a pretty face.
"How could it be fake? Here, take this."
Uchiha Gin nodded firmly and, without saying a word, shoved the two garbage bags he was holding into the other person's hands.
"This is?"
"This is a test from the advisor."
"But the advisor said that the Dark Division is not a department that does menial work."
"How can one sweep the world if one cannot even sweep one's own room?"
"I understand! Thank you, Grandpa Yin!"
Initially somewhat resistant, Sarutobi Toru's expression froze upon hearing this. After a rapid mental search, a strange light gradually appeared in his eyes. He then bowed deeply to Uchiha Gin, carrying the trash bag.
"You're welcome. It's our old-timers' responsibility to point out the way for confused young people."
Lao Yin, who had easily fooled another young man, felt no remorse whatsoever. With a face full of satisfaction, he raised his hand and patted Sarutobi Toru's thin shoulder, leaving the naive boy with a majestic silhouette.
To avoid being pointed at and gossiped about by unsuspecting passersby, Uchiha Gin used the Flying Thunder God Technique to return to the front of the Daoist clan's gate immediately after leaving the Hokage Building.
"I'm back~"
As soon as the door was opened, there was Maitreya, wearing a slightly ill-fitting apron, holding a small broom and diligently cleaning the messy room thoroughly.
Reimu, leaning on a mop, looked exactly like someone at work, listlessly wiping the floor. The lazy master and diligent disciple formed a stark contrast.
"Curly-haired baboon, what does the advisor want with you?"
At that moment, Senju Itama, holding a rag, poked his head out from the second floor, looking at Uchiha Gin with a strange expression.
"Hey~ what else could it be? It's just that I'm a highly respected elder in the village, and he came to wish me a Happy New Year in person. Look, here's a red envelope." (End of Chapter)