Book of Seals? The Village Has One Copy, I Have One Copy, and the Village's Isn't Even as Thick as Mine

"So then Cuihua hammered you into this pig-headed state?"

After listening to the little ones recount the entire incident in bits and pieces, Uchiha Gin slowly sat up from his exclusive lounge chair at the training ground. He pushed his black sunglasses up to his forehead and stared strangely at Minato, whose face was now unrecognizable.

"I didn't have any Chakra left at the time."

Minato nodded while holding an iced lemon drink against his face to reduce the swelling. Every word he spoke tugged painfully at the bruised corners of his mouth.

"Cuihua, Minato is at least the cute boy next door who makes a living off his face. Wasn't that a little too harsh?"

Shaking his head with a trace of sympathy, Uchiha Gin shifted his gaze to Kushina, who stood beside Minato with her arms folded and an expression that clearly said, "This girl is satisfied."

"Who told him to act so cocky when he clearly didn't have any strength left?"

Having her embarrassing nickname exposed, Kushina pursed her lips and muttered softly.

"It's okay, Gin-grandpa. A little injury like this is nothing."

Seeing the aggrieved red-haired girl, Minato shook his head and stepped forward. Under Kushina's astonished gaze, he voluntarily forgave her for beating him into a pig head.

"Uh..."

Uchiha Gin scratched his head speechlessly. This kid was really going all out to chase girls. At this age, he was already refusing to fight back when hit or talk back when scolded. His position at home after marriage was easy enough to imagine.

"Fine, you said you saw a 'door,' right?"

Since one was willing to beat and the other was willing to take it, Uchiha Gin did not interfere with their private affairs. Instead, he asked about the "door" Minato had described.

"Yeah, Gin-grandpa.