My Foolish Little Brother

Uchiha Chen followed Mikoto while looking at the control panel before his eyes.

The system information had changed:

Host's remaining Ninja Points: 3600

Sure enough, completing missions led to huge gains. A man could not grow rich without windfalls—this was a timeless truth in any world.

During this tournament, when Uchiha Chen defeated an opponent for the first time, the system gave him 1,000 points. When he defeated Minato for the second time, it gave him 2,000 Ninja Points.

Clearly, the system awarded points based on advancement. The higher he advanced, the more points he received. Normally, defeating Minato only gave him a little over four hundred points.

So was Minato normally really worth so little?

Back when Uchiha Chen had no points, he had always comforted himself by saying that having too many Ninja Points would make him unhappy. After all, when you had too many, you would hesitate over where to allocate them. If you had too few, you would not have that burden.

Because you could not allocate them anywhere at all.

Now, he knew just how absurdly wrong he had been.

Did you think having lots of Ninja Points would make you unhappy?

Yes. The happiness of having so many was beyond anything you could imagine.

So I really was just a poor man? Uchiha Chen silently lamented.

"Lady Tsunade, my friend is injured. Please take a look at him!" Mikoto said urgently, looking extremely nervous.

"...Huh?" Having just idly dismissed an injured student, Tsunade finally turned her attention to Uchiha Chen and Uchiha Mikoto.

"Kids from the Uchiha Clan, what happened?"

"Look, look at this! Such a huge wound!"

"...Huh? You call this scrape, not even a centimeter long, a huge wound?"

Tsunade stared blankly at the wound on Uchiha Chen's arm, which Mikoto had pushed in front of her.

Uchiha Chen looked embarrassed.

"I have a needle and thread. How about I sew up your torn clothes?" Tsunade suggested after a moment of silence.

"Sure. I think that would be great." Uchiha Chen took off his jacket and held it out to Konoha's princess.

And Tsunade actually pulled out a sewing kit and began mending Uchiha Chen's damaged clothes.

"Lady Tsunade, why do you carry something like that with you?" Uchiha Chen asked.

Tsunade glanced at the kid across from her. "Sometimes missions take several months. If the place is remote and fighting breaks out, you'll inevitably need to mend things now and then. Relax, I'm very skilled."

Tsunade then leaned closer and whispered mysteriously to the Uchiha kid before her. "I don't tell just anyone about this. Well? Moved, kid?"

As if I'd believe that. Uchiha Chen rolled his eyes at her.

"Lady Tsunade, I can do that myself. Please take a look at Chen's arm injury!" Unable to watch any longer, Mikoto spoke up to stop her again.

"...But the wound has already healed. What's on the outside is just an unscabbed scar." Unable to bear it any longer, Uchiha Chen finally pointed it out.

"..."

Mikoto, who always lost her composure whenever it involved Uchiha Chen, finally blushed.

That flustered concern, so foolishly exposed by Uchiha Chen, turned into overwhelming embarrassment.

Tsunade curled her lip. "A bunch of kids in puppy love!"

"S-Sis, I'm hurt too!" Nawaki, who had just finished his match and had been watching from afar, finally could not hold back any longer.

This could not go on.

They had barely gotten started, and she was already mending his clothes. Nawaki himself had never received that kind of treatment. What would happen in the future?

Uchiha Chen had really come looking for his sister Tsunade. So what he said before had not been casual nonsense. That bastard! Sister Tsunade was only a sixteen-year-old girl.

So he really was after his sister?

Thus, Nawaki, who considered himself clever, squeezed over at that moment. He was just short of picking up a Kunai and attacking Uchiha Chen again.

"Oh? Where are you hurt?" Tsunade glanced sideways and saw that it was her younger brother, Senju Nawaki.

His clothes were spotless, the Chakra throughout his body was stable, and he showed no signs of injury whatsoever. He was plainly lying through his teeth.

"...Um... um..." Nawaki racked his brains for a long time but could not come up with a good excuse, leaving him genuinely dazed.

He had seen his sister secretly whispering something in Chen's ear. In his panic, he had rushed over without thinking. How was he supposed to know where he was injured?

In the entire second year, the only people he considered opponents were his friends Uchiha Chen and Minato.

Besides, Nawaki was a shrewd kid. Though he talked about becoming Hokage every day and acted like he had stepped out of a hot-blooded manga, whenever he encountered an opponent far stronger than himself, he would definitely forfeit. So there was no way he could have been injured.

"I... I caught a cold! So I wanted to ask Sister if she has any cold medicine!"

Having squeezed his way beside Tsunade and Uchiha Chen, Nawaki told Princess Tsunade a lie that even he did not believe.

Tsunade immediately gave him a puzzled look. What is this brat trying to pull now?

There was nothing she could do. What were these little brats up to now?

"A cold, huh..." Out of Nawaki's sight, Tsunade's eyes turned dangerous.

She had not really wanted to come to the Ninja Academy to teach this bunch of brats in the first place. Having just completed a mission and received her payment, she had wanted to go enjoy herself for a few rounds.

The Third Hokage had coaxed and pleaded with her, even promising that she would only be responsible for treating injured students. As for teaching, Orochimaru and Jiraiya had taken that on themselves.

Yet these little brats kept coming to her one after another. What a pain. Tsunade instantly turned into a member of the Nara Clan.

Princess Tsunade sighed as she looked at her younger brother Nawaki. Why could he not be a little smarter? He even came to lie to her. Could he not see that she was already annoyed?

...I really want to gamble. I really want to roll some dice.

"I do have cold medicine here." When Princess Tsunade turned back toward her brother again, her irritated expression had vanished, replaced by a bright smile as gentle as a spring breeze.

It seemed she needed to properly treat this brat.

"You see, there's been a cold spell recently. If you aren't careful, it's indeed very easy to catch a cold."

What cold spell? Do you even check the weather? It's May, for crying out loud! Can't you run your words through that barren brain of yours first? As Mikoto carefully mended his clothes, Uchiha Chen kept up a frantic internal rant without changing expression.

"Yes, yes, yes, Sister." Nawaki paid no attention to what Tsunade said. He glared at Uchiha Chen provocatively.

"Look, here's the cold medicine."

Princess Tsunade began forming Hand Seals with both hands. Moments later, she summoned two slimy blue creatures onto the table.

The things wriggled across the tabletop, spraying sticky liquid.

...They were called slugs.

Nawaki finally realized what was happening and revealed a terrified expression.

He had seen these things before. He knew his sister had definitely not brought them out to kindly treat him. They had a far more subtle purpose.

Jiraiya had already taught him through personal experience just how terrifying they were.

"Nawaki, I have a folk remedy here that cures all ailments." Konoha's princess swept aside her golden hair, smiling with her fair face as she looked at her younger brother Nawaki, who had begun to tremble.

"My foolish Little Brother."