Chapter 163

"Bah! I treat you as my own younger brother, and you treat me as a cousin?"

Uchiha Gin cursed as he watched the little cousin being taken away by the light curtain, reaching out to click and learn the Great Fireball Technique the other had dropped.

"Great Fireball Technique learning... Detected that the host has already learned it, self-adapting to Mastery +1 (1 Mastery = 1% damage)."

With the sound of the system prompt, Uchiha Gin's expression improved slightly.

1% damage is acceptable; even a mosquito's legs are meat.

Feeling his body restored to its best state by the system, Uchiha Gin patted the dust off his body. Just now, the little cousin's fire-breathing had left the entire backyard smoky and scorched. His morale looked good, but the purity was too low. Truly, the older he gets, the more flashy and unsubstantial he becomes.

"Ha~ Today is a good day for sleeping~"

Uchiha Gin hummed a strange, meaningless tune, swinging his arms as he prepared to go home and lie down for the day. However, this couldn't be blamed on him; after all, the entertainment activities in the Warring States Period were simply too monotonous.

Not to mention there was no TV or computer, even interesting manga and novels didn't exist. So, every day, aside from brushing his daily tasks, he just slept. Even when the big cousin led people to fight the Senju fiercely, he remained unmoved.

Anyway, the big cousin couldn't die, and the little cousin had divine artifacts protecting his body; he was probably tougher than Uchiha Madara.

Remembering the Thorn Vest and Warmog's Armor he had gifted Uchiha Izuna at his coming-of-age ceremony a few years ago, his heart felt settled. With that two-piece set, even a Flying Thunder God Slash would have its blade dulled.

"Pity, the big cousin cares too much about his image, complaining that the Thornmail and Warmog's are too ugly and not flashy enough. Otherwise, if both brothers wore the full set, I'd be twice as worry-free."

Uchiha Gin sighed, expressing deep regret for the big cousin's lack of appreciation. Dancing ruins people.

Hmph, hmph~ You'll have a hard time in the future!

"Who's there?"

Just as Uchiha Gin was about to step into his home, his super-perception sounded an alarm in his mind, telling him someone was hiding nearby. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the jungle not far away with a calm gaze, frowned, and spoke out.

"Rustle, rustle."

Following a rustling sound, a tall figure walked slowly out of the woods.

No wonder I only sensed it so close; it was her.

"Uh... why are you here again?"

Uchiha Gin looked at the visitor with a headache. She had clearly just come last month; had transportation become this convenient now?

"What, Mr. Gin doesn't welcome me?"

A hint of resentment appeared on the visitor's soft, beautiful face. A layer of mist rose faintly in her black eyes, and combined with her slightly pursed lips, it made one feel pity.

"It's not that I don't welcome you. I just want to ask, are clan heads on your side all this idle?"

Uchiha Gin helplessly opened the door, signaling for the other party to come inside to talk, while covertly eyeing the visitor's curvaceous waist, asking with confusion.

"Ah, well, don't you have the Shadow Clone technique you taught me?"

Seeing Uchiha Gin open the door to welcome her in, the woman smiled and, without any hesitation, flashed inside.

"Sigh~ It's still most comfortable here! The office is just too stuffy~"

As soon as the woman entered, she kicked off her wooden clogs and sprawled brazenly on the sofa in Uchiha Gin's living room, saying with a relaxed expression.

Under her white robe, the woman's pair of long, fair, and beautiful legs swayed rhythmically. Perhaps because she had lived by the sea for a long time, her two tender, jade-like feet were as exquisite as fine mutton-fat jade, and her silkworm-like toes curled slightly, as if they were delicacies bestowed by heaven.

"What kind of questions do you have for me this time?"

Looking at this alluring scene, Uchiha Gin subconsciously swallowed his saliva, forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, shifted his gaze to the two naughty red buns on the woman's head, and asked.

"Can't I come to see you if I don't have any questions? Mr. Human Trafficker~"

Hearing this, the woman stood up in annoyance. The two magnificent, rounded mounds on her chest trembled slightly with the owner's movements, startling Uchiha Gin so much that he didn't know which pair of "buns" to look at.

"Uh... the situation outside is so severe now, you should pay more attention to your own safety."

Sneaking a few glances at the woman's magnificent figure, Uchiha Gin felt a hot current rushing into his nasal cavity. If he kept looking, he might make a fool of himself, so he had to hold his head high, stare at the chandelier on the ceiling, and say slowly.

"Hehe, so Mr. Gin is worried about me?"

Hearing this, the woman's charming eyes rippled with hidden spring water, her mouth curled high, and she asked in a teasing tone.

"That is only natural."

Uchiha Gin replied with a straight face, his honest eyes showing no sign of pretense.

If you kick the bucket, wouldn't the gold bricks I invested in you go down the drain?

"Ha! Then I won't go back!"

Getting the answer she wanted, the woman turned around on the sofa. After lying flat, her pair of pitch-black eyes stared tightly at Uchiha Gin's lifeless eyes, and she said in a slightly joking tone.

"Hey, hey, hey! That won't do, your clansmen are still waiting for you to lead them!"

Uchiha Gin became anxious upon hearing this. Wouldn't this be like a bamboo basket drawing water—all for nothing? His investment in the Land of Whirlpools would all vanish into thin air.

"Hmph! Isn't there still Brother Huadao?"

The woman was unhappy as soon as she heard this. Her pouting lips could hang three salted fish, and she said with indignation.

"Forget it, that guy with a brain full of muscles would help count the money even after being sold~"

Remembering that red-haired man with a broad back and thick waist but a delicate face, Uchiha Gin rolled his eyes helplessly. If he really handed the Land of Whirlpools to that guy, the Uzumaki clan would have to exit the stage of history ahead of schedule in a few years.

"Sob, sob, sob, anyway, I just don't want to go to work! I don't want to work!"

The woman immediately began to throw a tantrum, kicking lightly at Uchiha Gin with her hands and feet, her charming face full of the bitterness of a corporate slave.

"Don't be like this. You are a clan head, after all; you can't be so willful~"

Enjoying the "assault" of her fists and feet, Uchiha Gin had no other choice but to comfort her.

"Hmph! You are actually so heartless!"

The pouting woman looked aggrieved, opening her beautiful eyes and looking at Uchiha Gin pitifully, her small mouth curling as she said.

"I tore up the alliance with the Senju clan for your sake!"

"Stop! You clearly only refused the marriage alliance; how did that tear up the alliance? Aren't your two clans an unbreakable thousand-year alliance?"

Uchiha Gin, unable to hold back, reached out his other hand, caught the jade foot the woman kicked over, and said with a speechless expression.

"Anyway, that's how I see it!"

The young girl didn't care whether what she said was right or wrong and began to act unreasonably, kicking out her other small foot toward Uchiha Gin's face. For a time, the two fought until they were sweating profusely, and the surrounding air began to heat up.

"Wait! Someone is coming back!"

The two, who were in the midst of a fierce struggle, simultaneously sensed an aura slowly approaching not far away, and their movements paused.

"Phew~ Let's continue our exchange and sparring next time!"

The woman, who had been flushed just a moment ago, instantly tidied up her disheveled clothes, adjusted the slightly loose red buns on her head, and returned to her initial gentle appearance. However, the spring in her eyes could not be hidden at all. She quietly licked her lips and said to Uchiha Gin in a seductive tone.

"Welcome to visit again next time~~~!"

Uchiha Gin, barely calming his restlessness, could only slightly harden to show his welcome.

"Right, I've already made some progress on that technique you gave me. Next time we meet, you should be able to see the mark on my forehead~"

The woman stood up, turned her head, and said to Uchiha Gin, who was leaning on the sofa, with a smile. After speaking, she waved her hand and quietly left through the back door of the inner room.

"Sigh~ How did I get involved with such a succubus!"

Looking at her curvaceous and graceful back, Uchiha Gin pressed his small head, rubbed his big head, and reflected on himself with great annoyance.

"Thud!"

Less than a minute after the woman left, the door to the Uchiha house was violently broken open. Two tall figures stepped inside. One of them opened a pair of scarlet eyes, scanning the inside and outside of the house.

The other figure, with a slightly exaggerated physique, quickly checked the rooms on the first floor, fearing they might have missed something.

"Gin, are you alone?"

The tall figure with red eyes walked slowly to Uchiha Gin, who was sitting dejectedly on the sofa. Her eyes, adorned with three mysterious tomoe, looked at the guilty curly-haired man without a hint of emotion, and she asked in a cold voice.

"Hahaha, Little Guang, you really know how to joke. Of course, I'm the only one in the house."

Uchiha Gin, who was almost scared into impotence by Uchiha Guang's gaze, answered with a smirk, his sincere eyes looking as if they weren't fake.

"No one inside."

Just then, a crisp voice cut in. Senju Itama, who had already undergone a second growth spurt, was wrapped in a black long gown. His face, having shed its childishness, did not carry the ruggedness that an adult man should have; it still had soft lines.

His large, dark eyes were now full of suspicion. She had clearly sensed Uchiha Gin's chaotic aura in the house; he must have been doing something shady.

"Tsk! What are you, a little brat, joining in the fun here?"

It was one thing for Little Guang to check up on me, but what does it mean for you, kid, to also have that "catching an affair" look?

"I promised Sister Zhili to supervise your words and deeds to prevent you from going astray."

Senju Itama, when asked, was already used to it and immediately stated righteously that he was just helping a friend.

Uchiha Gin glanced at Senju Itama's fair neck and saw that his Adam's apple hadn't developed yet, unable to help but mutter in his heart,

Hi! A dog catching a mouse—no wonder your voice-changing phase hasn't passed yet; it's all from meddling in such idle business.

Seeing the two people before him looking like they wouldn't let him off easily, Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow, extended his finger, and swore a poisonous oath,

"I, Uchiha Gin, swear in the name of my ancestors that I have absolutely done nothing shady!"

Anyway, I've already sworn many times; one more doesn't matter, and one less doesn't either.

"Achoo!!!"

A sudden sneeze caused Uchiha Madara, who was seriously battling inside the Gundam cockpit, to pause his movements. As a result, he was found a flaw by the menacing Great Buddha before him and was grabbed.

"Madara! Should you admit defeat this time?"

Senju Hashirama, standing on top of the Great Buddha's head, shouted excitedly.

After speaking, he manipulated the branches rising from the ground to sweep toward Uchiha Madara's Tengu Susanoo.

"Boom! ~"

Before the wooden branches could hit, they were severed by a yellow long blade descending from the sky. A bright yellow Gundam arrived in time and saved Uchiha Madara, who had been accidentally caught.

"Big Brother! How could you lose focus during a battle?"

Uchiha Izuna, wearing a strangely shaped armor, had eyes full of confusion. In his impression, his big brother was a very rigorous man.

"Cough, cough... Thank you, Izuna. It's just that for some reason, I suddenly felt a chill down my back."

Uchiha Madara, having regained his freedom, thanked his younger brother and then manipulated the deep blue Gundam to continue the fierce battle with Senju Hashirama's Arhat Wood Golem.

Looking at Uchiha Madara, who was unharmed, Uchiha Izuna breathed a sigh of relief. Feeling the vast life force coming from the armor on his body, he turned his head and shouted loudly toward a tiny blue figure not far away,

"I can do this all day!"

(End of chapter)