Root's Grand Stage-If You've Got What It Takes, Come

Uchiha Gin viciously poured fresh Poison Chicken Soup into Hatake Sakumo's barren heart, one that lacked ambition and loved idleness, only stopping his brainwashing once the other man's face was filled with deep remorse.

"Do you understand? You can't let utilitarianism dictate your missions. If the trend of only taking jobs with high pay and little work becomes mainstream, it'll shake the foundation of the village's long-term development."

"I understand! Gin-san, I love picking up trash, I love cleaning out sewers, I love castrating pigs at the Meat Processing Plant!"

Hatake Sakumo had long since lost his earlier indignation. With a solemn expression, he clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with the four words: Will of Fire.

"You're teachable."

Uchiha Gin nodded in satisfaction, secretly wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead while Sakumo wasn't looking.

Whew.

Good thing this kid was just as easy to manipulate as he was in the original timeline. He nearly awakened.

That won't do. How else am I supposed to collect my pension without these workhorses in Konoha?

Still, it wouldn't do to just blindfold the donkey and make it pull the millstone. At the very least, he had to give it some grass so they would contribute even more diligently.

"Seeing how enlightened you are, I have an original Konoha Secret Taijutsu Mystery here."

"I'm willing!"

Before Uchiha Gin could finish, Hatake Sakumo immediately raised his hand, staring at him with shining eyes.

"I want to improve so badly!"

"You really are something. I hope you can be this decisive whenever you face trouble in the future."

Shaking his head lightly, Uchiha Gin put on an extremely serious expression. The determination in his eyes made Hatake Sakumo instinctively stand in awe.

Could Gin-san be teaching me one of Konoha's Forbidden Techniques?