Chapter 424: Squatting for a combination name

In a relatively remote town in the Land of Fire, two figures sneaked up to an inconspicuous public toilet. One of the figures closed his eyes to perceive for a moment, then nodded to the person beside him.

"Big Brother, this is it."

"Tobirama, are you sure? But it smells..."

Senju Hashirama, wearing a cloak to hide his identity, frowned and covered his nose.

He couldn't believe that the legendary bounty hunter base, the Exchange Shop, would be in such a foul-smelling place.

"My perception won't lie to me."

Senju Tobirama under the cloak also shook his head with a puzzled face. However, after keenly smelling the rotting odor mixed in the stench, a flash of realization crossed his scarlet eyes.

It turned out that the Exchange Shop was built on top of a public toilet to cover up the pungent smell of corpses.

"Then what are we waiting for, let's go in and take a look."

Saying that, Senju Hashirama took the first step, impatient like someone whose bowels were about to explode.

"Wait!"

Reaching out to stop his Big Brother, Senju Tobirama had a deep sense of helplessness on his face.

"If we go in like this, what's the difference between that and throwing ourselves into the net?"

"Ha?"

"Transformation Jutsu."

Ignoring Senju Hashirama, who was tilting his head in confusion, Senju Tobirama put his hands together and performed the Transformation Jutsu, turning himself into a young man with black-purple medium-long hair on top of his head, half his face wrapped in bandages, and a fierce look in his exposed single eye.

The overall image was vastly different from Senju Tobirama's original body, but his temperament had an indescribable resemblance.

"What are you still stunned for?"

Senju Tobirama, who had finished transforming, urged his Big Brother coldly.

"Oh, oh, oh! I know~"

Senju Hashirama nodded busily, put his hands together, but his brow furrowed into a "chuan" shape. Suddenly asking him to transform into another stranger to play undercover was truly difficult for the God of Shinobi who liked to push forward.

"Tobirama, who should I transform into?"

"Whatever, the more ordinary, the better."

Seeing Senju Hashirama's constipated expression, Senju Tobirama looked displeased, crossed his arms, and tapped his fingers impatiently.

"Uh... wait a moment, let me brew it."

Closing his eyes and thinking for a moment, Senju Hashirama decided to create a brand-new character himself. He quickly went through the characteristics of familiar people in his head, and the Transformation Jutsu began to take effect.

"Poof~"

Accompanied by a burst of white smoke, a brown curly-haired man wearing small tea-colored sunglasses appeared on the spot.

"Haha, Tobirama, how is it?"

Although his appearance had changed, that hearty smile remained. Senju Hashirama, after transforming, scratched the back of his head, laughing very magically.

"It's alright, don't open your mouth after we go in."

Rubbing his sore temples, Senju Tobirama didn't want to make any more demands, gave a warning, and turned to enter the public toilet.

Inside the public toilet, Senju Tobirama sniffed, followed the smell, and pushed open the partition marked "Out of Order." A secret door appeared in front of the two.

"This is it."

Without hesitation, the two pushed the door and entered. The dim field of vision instantly became clear. Behind the secret door was an incomparably spacious space. Two rows of dim light bulbs hung along the bottomless corridor.

"Yo, you two are very unfamiliar, are you newcomers?"

The brothers walked to the end of the corridor and saw a huge counter. A bald middle-aged man was looking at them with great interest.

"We want to register as bounty hunters."

Stopping Senju Hashirama, who was eager to try, with his eyes, Senju Tobirama stepped forward, a fierce light in his eyes that was not to be trifled with.

"Still real newcomers, it's rare to see people entering the industry lately. After all, bounty hunters are already a sunset industry~"

Nowadays, official ninja villages are prevalent, and the mission share has been snatched away by more than half, so the Exchange Shop can only survive in the cracks, locking its main business in the gray area of bounties.

The bald man shook his head self-deprecatingly, then took out a form from the counter and handed it over.

"Fill in the basic information first. I'll state in advance, our registration is free, but we will deduct a few points of management fees for each mission."

"Still have to fill in information?"

Senju Tobirama frowned. Wasn't this clearly trying to get information out of him?

"Don't worry, it's just for the record, to facilitate identification and promotion. Even if you use a fake name, it doesn't matter."

It was an industry that couldn't be seen in the light anyway, so it couldn't be that formal. Leaving information was just to facilitate identification at various outlets, and at the same time, to package a few powerful bounty hunters to advertise for their Exchange Shop.

For example, the Hunter Knight Sword, who has been in the limelight for these years, is their golden signboard for the Exchange Shop. Whenever there is a big order, they will prioritize letting him choose.

"I see..."

Looking down at the simple form, Senju Tobirama nodded thoughtfully. After a second of thought, he filled in the four big characters "Takasugi Shinsuke" in the name column. As for what he was good at, he casually filled in the relatively inconspicuous sword technique.

"Are you a samurai?"

The bald middle-aged man saw the content filled in by Senju Tobirama and asked curiously.

"Do I have to answer?"

Senju Tobirama glanced at the other party imperceptibly, a chill penetrating to the bone in his tone. His foul expression seemed as if everyone owed him two hundred and fifty-eight thousand.

"No, no, I was just asking casually. After all, it's rare to see samurai nowadays."

Even though the bald man had seen countless people, he was still frightened by the tiny bit of killing intent leaking from Senju Tobirama, and his face turned pale.

"Hmph~"

Senju Tobirama snorted coldly, pulled out a blank form, and handed it to Senju Hashirama beside him.

"Your turn."

"Ah? Good, good!"

Senju Hashirama, who was looking around the Exchange Shop curiously, took the form in a flurry. After picking up the pen, he started to have trouble at the first name column.

"Tobi..."

"Quiet, write whatever."

"Understood~"

And so, after a burst of hard thinking, Senju Hashirama wrote down the name "Sakamoto Tatsuma" crookedly. As for what he was good at, he blindly filled in "hidden weapons."

"Are you two a combination?"

The bald man who collected the registration forms turned to ask about the relationship between the two. Like them, they usually debut as a combination.

"Yes."

Senju Tobirama nodded.

"Then you have to come up with a loud nickname."

The bald man took out a celebrity list of bounty hunters with a serious face. The handsome nicknames on it made Senju Hashirama's eyes shine, and he wished he could debut on the spot.

"Nickname... any suggestions?"

Scanning the "Hunter Knight Sword" on the first page, Senju Tobirama asked with a cold face.

"That's for sure. I am best at naming. Look, this one, this one, and this one, were all named by me. Are they domineering enough?"

Enthusiastically promoting himself, the bald man almost explicitly stated that he also had a side business of charging for naming.

"No need, just pick one at random, let's call it 'Black and White Double Evil'."

Senju Tobirama sneered in his heart. He hadn't even seen the money, and the other party wanted to pit him in the first step.

Sure enough, the free ones are the most expensive. Fortunately, he was smart and had to avoid the pit!

"Tsk."

Looking at Senju Tobirama, who wouldn't pull out a single hair, the bald man's enthusiastic smile instantly cooled. He twitched the corner of his mouth, put the celebrity list back, and his expression also became cold.

"Black and White Double Evil, right? We will review it for a few days. If there is no duplicate ID, we will adopt it."

"What if it's duplicated?"

Senju Hashirama, who was on the side, finally didn't follow the agreement with his younger brother and couldn't help but ask aloud.

"So you weren't a mute? If it's duplicated, we will randomly generate a nickname that matches your characteristics."

The bald middle-aged man looked at Senju Hashirama and replied in a matter-of-fact way.

"Ah? Then what if a bad-sounding nickname is generated?"

"So I suggest you..."

"No need, take out the bounty list."

Seeing the bald man's face light up with another mercenary smile, Senju Tobirama, worried that his older brother would be swindled, immediately spoke up to interrupt, demanded the bounty list, and began his own journey of bounty hunting.

However, little did he know that he would regret this behavior of his for a long time.

"Here, take it."

The bald man who didn't earn the extra money also had his attitude turn worse to the naked eye. After throwing out a stack of bounty lists, he started to busy himself with his own affairs.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

Senju Tobirama read the bounty list seriously, his expression turning gloomy. Until he finished reading the last one, he slowly raised his head, his tone very stiff.

"Do you take us for trash collectors?"

"You two are just junior bounty hunters now. How do we know if you have the strength to take big orders? What if you smash our signboard?"

Squinting at Senju Tobirama, the bald man spoke with reason and evidence.

"Then you don't have to use this kind of trash to insult us."

Senju Tobirama, who was stifled, threw the stack of bounty lists onto the counter. The one on top was a bounty list for 100,000 ryo, but don't look down on it; this was already the highest in this stack.

"Tall buildings rise from the ground, glory can only rely on oneself. Once you show corresponding strength, we will naturally introduce big orders to you."

Facing the aggressive Senju Tobirama, the bald man was very calm. He had been in the industry for many years and had seen many people with high eyes and low hands.

One moment they were clamoring to punch the God of Shinobi and kick the Darkness of the Ninja World, but a few days later they were found dead in the latrine, naked, head down.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Senju Tobirama gritted his teeth and said three "good"s, then picked up the stack of bounty lists on the counter and left without looking back.

"Ah?"

The bald man looked at the backs of the two leaving in a daze. Could these two guys be sent by competitors to make trouble?

As a result, only a few hours later, Senju Tobirama and his companion actually returned.

"Yo~ are you thinking it through and want me to help you name it?"

Looking at the neatly dressed Senju Tobirama, the bald middle-aged man smiled, preparing to make a big profit from this.

"Exchange money."

Senju Tobirama, with a cold face, threw out a scroll.

"Ha?"

Smelling the rich bloody scent on the scroll, the bald man's expression instantly became solemn, and his tone became very careful.

"You guys are..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up."

Senju Tobirama retreated several meters and pinched a release seal with one hand.

"Poof~!"

Accompanied by a burst of white smoke, the bald man only felt a fishy smell rushing toward his face. Looking closely, he was instantly scared out of his wits.

"Drip~ Drip~"

In front of him, there were dozens of corpses, each killed with a single blow. The look of surprise on their faces hadn't yet risen, only a trace of caught-off-guard confusion.

"Hiss~"

Pinching his thigh fiercely, the intense pain made the bald man recognize the reality in front of him. Looking at Senju Tobirama and his companion, there was a bit more respect in his eyes.

"The two of you, wait a moment, I'll start the audit right away."

Checking each corpse carefully, the bald man didn't find any traces of faking. Some corpses even still had residual warmth.

"Confirmation complete. After deducting the service management fee, it is a total of 2.58 million ryo. Do the two of you want cash or a check?"

"Cash."

The bank's check is certainly convenient, but the money in hand is real money. Senju Tobirama came here to earn quick money and didn't want to leave too many traces.

Before long, the bald man with a complex expression walked out with a small briefcase. After Senju Tobirama took it, looking at the green banknotes, he counted them skillfully. His ten fingers were fast as afterimages, and in less than three minutes, the million-level huge sum was counted.

"Are we qualified now?"

Satisfiedly putting the briefcase into the storage scroll, Senju Tobirama turned to question the bald man of the Exchange Shop.

"Enough! More than enough~"

The bald man, who had changed into a new face, was full of flattery and quickly took out several stacks of bounty lists from the counter. Looking at the countless zeros on them, Senju Tobirama finally revealed a trace of a smile.

"That's more like it."

Casually picking up a stack, Senju Tobirama greeted his Big Brother to leave.

"Hoo... who exactly are they?"

After Senju Tobirama and his companion's figures completely disappeared, the bald man let out a long sigh of relief, the shock in his eyes unable to fade for a long time.

Most of the people on those bounty lists were bandits and bullies, and the stronger ones were rogue ninjas. Any bounty hunter with a little strength could take them down, but he had never seen such fast efficiency.

"Tobirama, it turns out money is so easy to earn!"

Senju Hashirama, who walked out of the Exchange Shop, had an excited expression. Just by casually killing some bandits who harmed civilians, he could harvest such a huge sum. If he had known this line of work could bag money, he wouldn't have lowered his head to ask Madara for gambling money.

"Hoo... you think my Flying Thunder God doesn't cost chakra?"

Hearing Senju Hashirama's words, the sweat beads on Senju Tobirama's forehead suddenly increased, and his face became pale, his whole person gasping like an ox.

"Let me rest for a while!"

Just now, Senju Tobirama, who had always been strong, upholding the principle of not losing face, directly opened the regional network, instantly locking onto all the coordinates left in the ninja world, and then according to the information on the bounty list, started searching one by one.

Fortunately, these bounties were mostly bandits who occupied the mountains as kings. Senju Tobirama and his companion could find them quickly and take down the targets without any effort. Just like this, repeating the cycle, in just a few hours, they completed dozens of small orders.

"At this age, why do you dare to rest?"

Senju Hashirama looked at Senju Tobirama, who was resting on the spot, with a look of "hating iron for not becoming steel." He couldn't do it after flying only a few times. Sure enough, it was kidney deficiency caused by too frequent manual labor.

"It's different. Our next target is not some bandit."

Senju Tobirama shook his head and shared the stack of bounty lists with Senju Hashirama, who had a puzzled face.

"This is... me?"

Curiously flipping through the bounty list in his hand, Senju Hashirama saw his own portrait at first glance.

【Name: Senju Hashirama

Nickname: God of Shinobi

Bounty Amount: 8,000,000,000】

"Haha, I'm actually worth so much money!"

Counting his bounty carefully, Senju Hashirama's mouth almost reached the sky. Happily, he quickly looked for acquaintances again. Sure enough, he soon found another familiar face.

【Name: Uchiha Madara

Nickname: Darkness of the Ninja World, Extreme Fox

Bounty Amount: 7,500,000,000】

"Tobirama, come quickly, it's Madara!"

"Tsk, that bastard is actually worth so much."

Looking at the exaggerated amount, Senju Tobirama raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't expect to be surrounded by hundreds of billions. Usually, they were in the same office.

"Ah! Tobirama, there's yours too~"

"Quick, let me see!"

A flash of competitive spirit crossed Senju Tobirama's eyes. He was Konoha's village secretary. Even if the price wasn't as good as his Big Brother's, it would definitely not be cheaper than that guy Uchiha Madara... right?

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6..."

Just as Senju Hashirama was still counting the zeros with his fingers, Senju Tobirama had already gotten his bounty.

"Damn it! There's a black curtain! There's definitely a black curtain!"

Pointing tremblingly at his bounty amount, Senju Tobirama had an expression of disbelief. He was clearly the village secretary, yet he was cheaper than a Hokage assistant who had a name but no reality.

"Maybe because Madara is still a Tailed Beast Knight?"

Looking at the gnashing Senju Tobirama, Senju Hashirama kindly reminded him.

"Right, it must be that!"

Forcibly comforting himself, Senju Tobirama's face eased slightly, and he continued to organize the bounties in his hand. In a moment, he picked out several bounty lists.

"Tobirama, these are?"

"These are all figures in Konoha or related to Konoha."

"So that's how it is."

Seeing the familiar names, Senju Hashirama instantly understood.

The targets with high bounties were basically famous ninjas and rogue ninjas in the ninja villages, among which Konoha accounted for the most.

"Let's complete these targets first."

Raising the shrunken stack of bounty lists, Senju Tobirama slowly straightened his waist, his gaze filled with a longing for money.

"Good... yuck? Where is Madara's bounty list?"

"Oh my, put it in the wrong place by accident~"

From then on, the celebrity list of the Exchange Shop added another famous combination, named...

"Thump!"

In a quiet Exchange Shop, Kakuzu, with an expressionless face, threw several corpses that had been stripped clean onto the counter.

"Exchange money."

"Lord Kakuzu, can you at least leave them their underwear next time?"

The staff member responsible for the audit looked at the naked corpses with unbearable eyes and suggested in a low voice.

"Clothes are also money. Instead of letting them rot on the body, it's better to take them to exchange for money."

Kakuzu waited with increasingly emerald-green eyes, explaining seriously.

"Please count them."

Before long, a small briefcase was handed to Kakuzu. Looking at the banknotes that were much less than usual, his brow frowned slightly.

"Are there no big orders anymore?"

Recently, for some reason, the bounty lists in various Exchange Shops were pitifully few. Even a top bounty hunter like Kakuzu felt that resources were seriously insufficient.

"Big orders? Yes!"

The staff member said, took out a stack of bounty lists, and handed them to Kakuzu.

"Whoosh~"

Just by taking one look, Kakuzu pushed the bounty list back with quick eyes and fast hands.

"Lord Kakuzu, what are you doing?"

"I still want to live a few more years."

The hearty smile of the black-haired man on the bounty list made Kakuzu feel a chill in his heart. Even if he now possessed the power of a Tailed Beast Knight, he never had the thought of challenging the God of Shinobi.

Not to mention the red-eyed "slaughter-ma-te" (punk) with a wild look below. Once the other party took out his belt, if he didn't beat the shit out of "Lao Du," he would have to praise him for holding it tight.

"Are there no bounties from other ninja villages?"

"Yes, yes, yes, this is the Silver-Gold Brother of Cloud Village, Shamon of Sand Village, Rock Village's..."

"Alright, stop! It's my fault for asking too much."

Listening to one familiar name after another, Kakuzu's face turned black to the naked eye.

You, a tiny Exchange Shop, actually want to start a second Knight's War?

"Sigh... Lord Kakuzu, it's not that I'm stingy, it's just that it's a sensitive period now. Personnel from various ninja villages are strictly controlled, and..."

"And what? Speak if you have something to say."

"The industry is too competitive."

"?"

"There's actually such a fierce real newcomer?"

Through some tough means, Kakuzu pried some internal news from this staff member. Listening to the brilliant achievements of two newcomers who popped out of nowhere, his emerald pupils shrank slightly.

Invasion of extraterrestrial demons?

Or an old guy reincarnated wearing a rookie vest?

"But this nickname..."

Touching his increasingly pointed head, Kakuzu's eyes were full of confusion.

As the saying goes, a big tree catches the wind. The news of the rise of the mysterious combination finally couldn't be hidden. The combination name of Senju Tobirama and his companion gradually spread to every corner of the ninja world.

Mixue Bingcheng at the entrance of Konoha Village.

Several small figures gathered together, each holding a cup of exquisite little sweet water, discussing the recently popular topic enthusiastically.

"Have you heard? That terrifying bounty hunter combination recently."

"How could I not have heard? It is said that they are two hidden great experts, wearing indestructible armor, their fists can tear the sky, and their feet can kick the earth to crack."

"Is it true, Jiraiya? Can they do it just by using Taijutsu?"

"It must be true, Dai, how could I lie to you~"

Listening to Jiraiya, who was full of nonsense, blowing his cow, Might Dai beside him clenched his fists excitedly. His hands wrapped in bandages trembled slightly, and beneath his thick eyebrows, the flame called youth gradually ignited in his big eyes.

"Idiot, Dai, you don't really believe it, do you?"

Hatake Sakumo, sitting beside Dai, rolled his eyes greatly. Believing such ghost stories effectively lowered the IQ level of their group.

"Jiraiya wouldn't lie to people!"

Before Hatake Sakumo's questioning voice could fall, a soft, glutinous voice followed. Only then did a little boy with silver-white long hair stand up, his pink, chubby face full of indignation.

"Moro, you are also a student at the Ninja Academy, you should at least have some common sense."

Scratching his head helplessly, Hatake Sakumo suddenly regretted why he had to talk too much. Isn't the peach four-season spring in his hand fragrant?

"A ninja is someone who breaks common sense."

Orochimaru, who was resting his chin on his hands, had a look of consideration in his narrow eyes.

"Although Jiraiya's words are slightly exaggerated, some ninjas can indeed open mountains and break stones with their bare hands. Don't you think so, Tsunade?"

Tsunade, who was suddenly asked, raised her head from the milk tea cup, blinking in confusion.

"Ah, isn't that a basic operation for a ninja?" (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 425 =====