Chapter 439: 383. Chapter 375: If the Little Potato Isn't a Pervert, Where Did the Leg Shadows Come From?

383. Chapter 375: If the Little Potato Isn't a Pervert, Where Did the Leg Shadows Come From?

"You love me~ I love you~"

"Mixue Ice Cream & Tea? I didn't expect to see one here."

With eyes half-open, Gui turned his head in surprise, looking at the Snow King dancing gracefully to the music in the spectator stands, a hint of astonishment in his voice.

There was a Mixue Ice Cream & Tea in the capital of the Land of Water that had been open for over a year, and Gui was a regular there; his favorite was the signature Snow King Sundae.

"Once I win, I'll treat you to as much as you want~"

Hozuki Gengetsu twitched the corner of his mouth; he didn't like sweets, so he felt nothing for this sugary food.

"Please give me a cup of... milk tea?"

Seeing Shenhuo, who had also been kicked off the stage by Uchiha Gin, crowded up to the Snow King as well. It was his first time seeing such a novel food, and out of curiosity, he ordered a cup of regular milk tea worth 600 ryo.

The Snow King took the money, nimbly tinkered with the small cart, and quickly produced a cup of brown, mysterious liquid, handing it casually to Seeing Shenhuo.

"Uh, where's the little megaphone? Do I not deserve it?"

Seeing that the Snow King had no intention of raising a megaphone, Seeing Shenhuo, having gained no emotional value, felt that his money had been spent a bit wastefully. Do you know how many steamed buns 600 ryo could buy?

"Do you still want it? If not, I'm taking it back."

The Uchiha Gin clone wearing the Snow King skin frowned. What kind of person are you, wanting a megaphone? Do you even have cleavage?

"Want it, want it, want it!"

Seeing the Snow King make a move to take back the milk tea, Seeing Shenhuo hurriedly snatched it, inserted a straw, and took a deep, vigorous sip. The rich, milky fragrance instantly flooded his taste buds.

"Click~"

A tear rolled down Seeing Shenhuo's old, furrowed face and dripped onto the ground. This was the feeling of love.

"Wuwuwu, it's so delicious! What will I do if I can never drink this again!"

Watching the incredibly dramatic reaction of Seeing Shenhuo, Zhenzi on the small island reached out to wipe the drool from the corner of her mouth, her eyes full of longing for the milk tea.

"Slurp~ Is it really that delicious?"

"Hmph hmph~ The taste of milk tea, it's what you call authentic~"

As Uchiha Ban, who possessed a Snow King VIP membership, crossed his arms and lifted his head with an arrogant expression.

As everyone knew, Mixue Ice Cream & Tea originated in the Hidden Leaf Village of the Land of Fire, and the Snow King's success inevitably caused his sense of superiority as a person from the Hidden Leaf to explode.

"Clap clap clap~"

Just as everyone was captivated by Seeing Shenhuo's hard-sell advertisement, Uchiha Gin, who had been left aside for quite a while, clapped his hands with some impatience.

"I ask all contestants to respect the spirit of sportsmanship. If you want to drink, wait until the fight is over and line up~"

After Uchiha Gin cleared the field, only ten people remained on the small island. Everyone looked at each other, and several pairs of puzzled eyes fell once again on Zhenzi, who was wiping her drool.

How come this simple-minded-looking married woman hadn't been invited to the spectator stands?

"Mister, why didn't that big sister come over with you?"

Enjoying the crisp, rich, milky fragrance of the cone, Chiyo, who had half-closed her eyes in happiness, looked at Seeing Shenhuo sipping his milk tea and asked curiously.

"Do I look that old? Also, Zhenzi is my wife!"

Seeing Shenhuo, who had been intoxicated, was just considering which flavor of milk tea to buy for his wife when Chiyo's words nearly broke his composure.

"Huh? Officer, there's a pervert!"

Chiyo vigilantly put some distance between herself and the furious Seeing Shenhuo, looking at him with full caution.

"Can't I just be naturally mature-looking?"

Seeing Shenhuo felt as if he had been greatly insulted, but thinking about it from another angle, wasn't Chiyo's remark a compliment to his wife's youth and beauty? Thinking of this, his anger subsided by more than half, his expression softened significantly, and he even explained it with a self-deprecating tone.

"Shen-kun! Dear~ remember to buy me a cup too! ヽ(￣▽￣)"

"Received, baby! ('ω')"

"Ugh!"

The intimate exchange between the couple caused discomfort among the many singletons present. Several hateful gazes locked onto the happily grinning Seeing Shenhuo, and they all began planning to dig a hole and bury this show-off once the match ended.

"Hiss~ Why is it suddenly so cold?"

"Mister, why hasn't your wife come over yet? The match is about to start."

Chiyo had barely accepted the premise that this middle-aged man was lucky enough to have a young and beautiful wife. Thinking that the brutal match was about to begin, she worried that if that delicate-looking woman didn't go to the spectator stands soon, she might lose her life.

"Slurp~ Slurp~ Gulp!"

After taking a few fierce sips of milk tea and finally swallowing the pearl stuck in the straw, Seeing Shenhuo showed a satisfied expression. He set the empty cup aside, wiped his mouth, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. The aura erupting from his body made Chiyo slightly startled.

This aura was no less than the Master's. Who on earth was this man?

Chiyo frowned in confusion, quickly running through Seeing Shenhuo's appearance in her mind, only to find that no such person existed in the ninja world.

"Who exactly are you?"

"Me? I'm just a nameless night watchman."

Seeing Shenhuo shook his head, the flood-like aura on his body slowly dissipating. He returned to being that depressed, middle-aged-looking man. His slightly graying eyes fell upon his wife in the battlefield, revealing a gentle light.

"But my wife is different; she is a..."

"No matter who she is, since she has remained on the competition field, she is an enemy!"

The interaction between Seeing Shenhuo and his wife made Ohnoki, who was still a singleton, grit his teeth in anger. Since he couldn't have it, he would destroy it. He wanted to make that man watch his wife suffer the ultimate humiliation!

"Ohnoki, don't be impulsive!"

Mu, noticing his disciple's unstable aura—a precursor to a shattered Dao heart—immediately spoke up to stop him.

"Hehehe, Dust Release: Clothing Stripping Jutsu!"

The completely crazed Ohnoki couldn't listen to his teacher's words. He held his hands in front of his chest, and a dazzling beam of white light suddenly appeared.

"Pfft!"

Uchiha Gin, who was watching the show, almost choked. He had wanted to witness the debut of the future Third Tsuchikage, but the moment the opponent made a move, he exposed his deeply hidden perverted nature.

The oblivious Zhenzi didn't know why she had become Ohnoki's target. She blinked her eyes in confusion and, facing the incoming white light, subconsciously assumed a defensive posture.

"Careful!"

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of Zhenzi at extreme speed, raising a hand to cast a thick Earth Wall in an attempt to block the incoming Kekkei Tota.

"Did you forget everything I taught you? Hurry up and dodge!"

To everyone's surprise, the one blocking the attack was Kakuzu, who usually prioritized self-preservation. He turned his head back fiercely and cursed at Zhenzi, who was standing dazed in place.

"Sword-senpai!?"

Boom!

Just as Zhenzi's surprised voice faded, the thick Earth Wall finally collapsed under the erosion of the Dust Release. Kakuzu, having turned around, was unsurprisingly struck by the beam carrying the power of decomposition.

"Ah! Ah~ ah~ ah~"

Having witnessed the power of Mu's Dust Release, the moment he was hit by Ohnoki's technique, Kakuzu's mind began to replay his life like a lantern. Thinking of all the money he had saved but hadn't spent, his painful screams became increasingly high-pitched.

"... ah?"

As it turned out, after being enveloped by the blinding light for a long time, Kakuzu found that the cruel disintegration of flesh and blood he had imagined hadn't happened. On the contrary, his whole body felt light, as if he had shed a heavy burden.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

A sharp, high-pitched female shriek drowned out Kakuzu's painful screams. A confused Kakuzu opened his eyes to see Chiyo in the nearby spectator stands covering her small face; the ear-piercing sound had come from her.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect the famous Hunter Knight Sword to be so..."

Hozuki Gengetsu's teasing voice was the first to ring out. Only then did Kakuzu realize that he was currently a bit too "frank," feeling a cool breeze that was anything but pleasant.

"Damn it! This is a paid service; everyone who saw it, pay up!"

Looking at the shredded cloth fragments scattered on the ground that hadn't completely decomposed, Kakuzu turned as red as a cooked crayfish. He bent down to pick up a still-intact storage scroll, pulled out a spare set of clothes, and cursed as he put them on to cover his shame.

"Little Potato, you're dead. I said it, not even the Sage of Six Paths can save you!"

"Sword-senpai, thank you very much."

Turning her back and not daring to peek, Zhenzi only turned around cautiously after hearing Kakuzu's angry cursing, thanking him with a face full of relief.

"I will add the cost of the lost clothing to the commission fee."

"Pah! You want money for this? You've dirtied my eyes."

Ohnoki was also quite angry that Kakuzu had actually taken the hit for that woman. He hadn't seen the scene he wanted to see, and he wondered how many times he would have to wash his eyes to recover.

"Hahahaha! Bandage Man, so you're actually a closet pervert. No wonder you could develop Dust Release~"

Hozuki Gengetsu wouldn't miss the chance to tease his old rival; he clutched his stomach and laughed quite exaggeratedly.

"Ohnoki! I taught you Dust Release, not for you to do such filthy things!"

Mu was also quite angry. He had worked so hard to build a good reputation for the Kekkei Tota, and Ohnoki had ruined it all with a single shot.

"I... I just wanted to subdue the enemy without fighting~"

Ohnoki, thinking himself quick-witted, quickly found an excuse for his behavior.

"You're quoting Sun Tzu to me now? Go back and lock yourself in the dark room for three months!"

"Received."

With a bitter face, Ohnoki chose to accept the punishment. If he talked back again, it wouldn't just be a three-month confinement.

Uchiha Gin, who had also taken a while to recover, looked at the increasingly heated arena. He flew up to stand in the void, overlooking everyone present, and slowly raised the red flag he had produced at some point. A low, masculine voice reached everyone's ears.

"Although it was a bit of an eyesore, since someone has already fired the first shot, I announce that the game..."

Hearing Uchiha Gin's voice, everyone tensed up, holding their breath as they looked up at the rabbit-headed knight in mid-air.

Uchiha Gin, the center of attention, nodded with satisfaction and lightly swung the flag in his hand.

"... begins!"

"Please, entertain me to your heart's content~" (End of chapter)