You Are Not Entirely Without Anything

"Fuyou, you're back?" Minato looked at Fuyou, who was slowly getting down from the carriage with the help of guards, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Fuyou is getting further and further away from being a shinobi.

Of course, everyone has their own path, just like shinobi, they have their own ninja way.

Although it was a pity, he couldn't say anything.

He was quite happy that Fuyou had returned.

"It's too chaotic outside right now, so I came back after finishing my business." Uchiha Fuyou smiled slightly, that familiar, elegant smile of Fuyou, looking at Minato's team. "Are you guys preparing to go out on a mission?"

"That's right! They've completed their training, so it's time for them to go on missions."

"Is that so?" Uchiha Fuyou sighed with emotion, then reached out with a fatherly smile and ruffled Obito's head. "It's quite chaotic outside right now! You need to be careful, my child! Don't make your dad worry!"

"Who's your son!"

Obito immediately shouted.

In the village, he hated this guy the most, even more than Kakashi. He had lied to him from the start and wanted to be his father, which was simply detestable.

"You're only a few years older than me!"

"Age is not a problem!"

"Is that the point? You damn bastard!"

However.

No matter how much Obito fussed, Uchiha Fuyou, as his father, didn't get angry. He said earnestly, "Remember, you're not without anything. Even if you can't become a shinobi, you still have your dad's billions in inheritance to inherit, so don't worry about not completing missions. Run away when you encounter danger!"

Even though I'm only a few years older than you, and I might not even be dead when you are, it doesn't stop me from taking you as my son and giving you a chance to inherit my fortune.

"Bastard! I'm going to be Hokage!" Obito was so angry that he drew his kunai, but as a shinobi, he couldn't harm the village civilians without reason.

This violated the ninja code!

If I become Hokage, I'll ban Konoha from having milk tea shops. Let's see what he does then.

"Fuyou, you..." Minato smiled helplessly and shook his head. "Stop teasing Obito!"

"I'm sincere about acknowledging him as my son!"

"..."

Is that what I'm talking about?

Minato shook his head speechlessly, but still said to Obito and the others, "Indeed, you must remember Fuyou's words. Prioritize protecting yourselves when you encounter danger!"

The two nodded to show they understood, only Kakashi stood with his arms crossed, saying nothing.

Thinking about it, it's really something.

If someone told him now that bonds were the most important thing, who would believe him!

His father died early on, and later his best friend, his girlfriend, his master, his master's wife... If it weren't for 'The Tale of the Gutsy Ninja' to let him vent, Kakashi would have gone completely dark!

But Obito is different.

He only had a heart for helping others, no other hobbies, no way to vent, and kept everything bottled up. The death of his first love made him despair of the world.

So, it's not good to keep everything bottled up!

How important it is to cultivate a hobby!

For the peace of the ninja world, so he could do business, Fuyou patted Obito's shoulder. "Cultivate a hobby when you have time. If that doesn't work, when you're too stressed, tell dad, and your father will take you to have some fun!"

"..."

Four faces with black lines of utter disbelief.

But Uchiha Fuyou didn't care. He directly took out a stack of explosive tags from his bosom, estimated to be over a thousand, and handed them to Obito. "Here, take these! Don't worry when you encounter enemies, just throw them! Don't be foolish and rush forward!"

"Who wants them! And stop randomly acknowledging people as your son! Bastard!"

"..." Minato and Kakashi by the side twitched their mouths.

Which shinobi would use so many explosive tags on a mission?

They would casually use four or five, or at most, ten or twenty to set a trap. So many... aren't you afraid you won't get your money's worth?

"Don't be shy!" Fuyou directly stuffed them into Obito's hand, then greeted Minato. "Then I won't bother you any longer. There are still many affairs to handle in the village!"

After speaking, he greeted the other two and walked towards his shop with his guards.

Minato watched Uchiha Fuyou's retreating back, smiled helplessly, shook his head, then looked at the stack of explosive tags in Obito's hand and said with emotion, "Your father is very good to you!"

"Teacher Minato!"

"Hahaha, just kidding!" Minato laughed heartily, then said seriously, "Hold onto these explosive tags properly. Some guy has been buying up explosive tags like crazy recently, and the price has increased several times!"

One tag is almost as expensive as a bowl of ramen plus a side of chashu.

At this price... he lowered his head and looked at the explosive tags. Could it be Fuyou who did this?

After his daily routine of "adopting sons," Fuyou also arrived at the streets of Konoha.

Actually, if Fugaku wasn't his brother, he would have wanted to adopt Itachi as his son. His dream was to adopt all the idiots as his sons and let them inherit his fortune, becoming prodigal sons.

Even though...

They might be dead, but he's still alive!

But that didn't stop him from being their father!

What a shame.

If he took Itachi in as a son and trained him to be a prodigal son, his brother would probably go crazy with anger and blast him with a Great Fireball Jutsu.

Arriving at Fuyou Grill, he looked at the storefront, which was three times larger than the milk tea shop, and nodded in satisfaction. Then, he walked towards Fuyou Milk Tea.

As soon as he entered the shop, he saw Uncle Sato busy at work.

"The boss is back?" Uncle Sato called out happily.

"I'm back," Fuyou said with a slight smile, looking at Sato. "It seems like another busy day!"

"It's been quite busy. Because of the war, things have become increasingly tense outside. Many shinobi want to relax with a cup of milk tea after returning," Uncle Sato sighed. "Quite a few shinobi returned during the last rotation, so the orders have increased a bit these past few days."

Of course, the average daily orders had also decreased.

"Sigh, war..." Uchiha Fuyou sighed leisurely. "Can't a person do business in peace anymore?"

As soon as he spoke.

"Fuyou!" Rin's voice could be heard, and she ran over very happily. Looking at Fuyou, she asked, "You're back?"

"Just got back," Fuyou said, nodding as he looked at her hands holding documents and the Hyuga Clan's unique pride. "Has anything happened recently?"

"No!" Rin smiled slightly. "Everything is proceeding according to your instructions. Also, the Grill shop's renovation is complete, and we're just waiting for you to return."

"Is that so? Then we'll open in a week!"

With his current status, he should at least have a ribbon-cutting ceremony!

If it weren't for the current wartime period, he would have invited the Third Hokage to the ribbon-cutting to showcase his identity as a businessman embodying the Will of Fire. If that wasn't possible, he could only invite the Hokage's wife—Biwako Sarutobi.

Although they didn't see each other every day and weren't very familiar, last time, when he was still a student, after submitting an essay titled "On the Noble Aura of the Third Hokage and the Graceful Demeanor of the Hokage's Wife," Kushina's sister's words indicated that the Hokage's wife already had a very favorable impression of him.

Of course.

He still needed to plan the opening event.

Uchiha Fuyou pondered for a moment, then suddenly saw a furtive, heavily wrapped figure by the entrance. He was surprised and frowned, "Teacher Jiraiya, you... mmmph mmmph mmmph"

Before he could finish speaking.

Suddenly, a flash of light streaked past, and then...

His mouth was covered.

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