How could he investigate without revealing anything?
Especially when the other party was his teacher.
Should he follow her?
No, no, no. That would be courting death.
But it wasn't quite that suicidal. He only needed to be a little careful.
"So, do you have any new intelligence, Rikimaru?"
Crouching on the ground, Shisui looked at the little Ninja Cat before him and asked.
No one knew when it had started, but Konoha's streets were filled with all kinds of Ninja Cats, working in various industries. They were especially common in the service sector, carrying plates and washing dishes. Among them, the catgirls were particularly popular.
Therefore, they were commonplace—so commonplace that they couldn't arouse any suspicion at all.
"Nope, meow."
Within the Uchiha clan, every person had a Ninja Cat. Some had even bred theirs for more than a dozen generations, like Teacher Chiri.
When he was young, his teacher had given Shisui one. It had bred down to the present day and was already the third generation.
Thus, it could be completely trusted.
This one had already undergone the Fourth Hokage's inspection. Nothing abnormal had been found, and a Slug belonging to the Insect Princess had been planted inside it.
It was the same type of Slug as the one in Shisui's body.
"Keep investigating." As he spoke, Shisui handed the eager Rikimaru a delicious dried fish.
Rikimaru seized the dried fish and eagerly gnawed at it.
Come to think of it, ordinary wild Ninja Cats demanded payment for their work.
But house-raised ones like this didn't need that.
As long as they had something to eat, that was enough.
Thus, many households kept one or two Ninja Cats as little helpers in daily life.
Usually, there was no problem. But there were also cat masters who turned