Gin Content Level of the Disguise Suit Was Too High

"Master Aqi!"

"Don't call me Master. We're about the same age."

"Okay, Aqi!"

"..."

Looking at the overly familiar red-haired man, Hatake Sakumo, operating under the alias Ling Lingqi, sighed inwardly in helplessness.

This infiltration mission was far too exhausting. Not only did he have to face countless Bo Gangs every day, he also had to endure harassment from this Sunagakure higher-up.

Money was hard to earn, and shit was hard to eat. There really was a reason Root paid so well.

"If you don't have anything else to do, could you please stop disturbing my business?"

To prevent his spy identity from being exposed, Hatake Sakumo quickly wrapped up the pristine, membrane-covered large bone and handed it to the red-haired man, expressionlessly driving him away.

Yet the moment he raised his hand, the red-haired man before the stall suddenly grabbed his large, callused hand. He did not even mind the rancid lard stuck to it, wearing a look of profound anguish.

"This hand! Using it to chop pork is simply a waste of talent!"

"Huh?"

Used to being groped by Bo Gang, Hatake Sakumo was experiencing a man taking advantage of him for the first time. He was so startled that he nearly drew his blade.

If not for the need to maintain his infiltration mission, he would have skinned and deboned this red-haired man clinging to his hand.

"To shave off every muscle fiber from a large bone, leaving it as thin as cicada wings and utterly clean—such exquisite knife skills mean you are the person I have been searching for!"

The red-haired man stared at Hatake Sakumo's rough hand with a besotted expression, the longing in his eyes growing ever stronger.

"What exactly do you want?"

Hatake Sakumo warily pulled his hand back and rubbed it hard