The Girl's Imagination Was Faster Than the Flying Thunder God

At the mouth of an alley,

a little girl licking a lollipop tilted her adorable little head, blinking her innocent big eyes as she curiously watched Uchiha Gin and the others squatting deep in the alley for a secret meeting.

"Mommy, Mommy, are those four grown-ups squatting over there the kind of useless uncles you told me about? The kind who lose so badly at pachinko that their pockets are cleaner than their faces, then have no money left for food and can only squat in a corner regretting it in secret?"

After watching for a long while, the confusion on her face gradually turned into certainty. Her crisp childlike voice pierced through the narrow, enclosed alley and landed squarely in the ears of Uchiha Gin, who was examining the Chakra Pills in his hand.

Then came a mother's stern warning.

"Hairi, don't go near them. Uselessness is contagious."

"..."

Watching the mother drag the little girl away, Uchiha Gin's cheek twitched, and he gave up studying the Chakra Pills in the jar.

"Cough, cough."

He coughed tactically a few times, easing the inexplicable awkwardness between the four of them.

"This isn't a place to talk. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

He stood and stretched his legs, which had gone numb from squatting too long, then nodded at the equally grim-faced Uchiha Madara.

If he had not stayed to listen to this kid brag, he would not have been mistaken by some passing little girl for a useless uncle who did nothing but play pachinko all day.

Uchiha Madara pursed his lips at that, looking far from satisfied.

"I'm not done yet. The green one dropped when I killed the Seven-Tails Heterogeneous Knight in Waterfall Country. I even saved that black-hearted hunter who only cared about money