On the wooden sailboat, Kyosuke leisurely ate grilled fish.
Two Shadow Clone beside him, one in charge of fishing and the other in charge of barbecuing, their roles clearly defined.
This explains why Kyosuke's Shadow Clone Technique improved so rapidly in just one year.
"You bastard, watch out, you might get a fishbone stuck in your throat," Kyosuke the fisherman couldn't help but complain.
As a clone, he wouldn't get to enjoy the grilled fish. By the time he dispelled the Ninjutsu and returned to his original body, the fish would have been completely gone.
Anyone in that situation would probably feel resentful.
"Don't be so fierce." Spitting out a fish bone, Kyosuke chuckled, "If people see this, they'll think I'm crazy, arguing with my own clone."
"Heh." Kyosuke the Grilled Fish sneered, saying bluntly, "Don't try to fool me. If you're so capable, let's switch places. You grill the fish and I'll eat the meat."
What's the difference?
"Hmph, it's like the difference between watching an adult video and doing it yourself. The final memory is about the same, but the experience is completely different, okay?"
"Why are you talking so much nonsense about a mere clone? Just do what I tell you to do, or I'll make you work overtime alone later."
Upon hearing this, Kyosuke the Grilled Fish instantly bristled. "Kid, you really think I can't handle you?!"
As he spoke, he stood by the stove and made a gesture as if he was about to plop down on it.
"The pain from the clone will be transmitted to the original body. I'm going all out today, I'll add a charcoal-grilled egg to your dish."
"No, no, no!" Kyosuke's main body chickened out; he couldn't guarantee that his clone wouldn't go too far.
Even if you cancel it immediately, it won't work; the memories will be attached to the new clone, and the situation will be no different.
Left with no other choice, the main body had to compromise, and the three of them took turns sitting down to eat the grilled fish.
"Being threatened by my own clone, what kind of mess is this?" The original body, holding the Fishing Rod, said with a helpless expression.
"Pah." Spitting out the fishbone, Kyosuke Number Two continued with a cold laugh, "Instead of wasting time complaining, why don't you think about how to complete the mission?"
"What's wrong?"
"Are you an idiot?!" Number Two, legs crossed, explained impatiently, "Didn't we already investigate? The kidnappers were a gang of hunters who specialize in providing gladiatorial goods for the wealthy."
"Um, and then?"
"... You're too lazy to even think anymore?" Number Two sighed and continued, "Sasuke's True Story: The Light Arc, remember? It's the ending of the TV version with the super high-quality visuals."
"Chino, I remember you, you're so cute."
"... I'm telling you, don't you understand? The place we're going to is that underground arena."
Kyosuke Number Three, who still hadn't gotten to eat grilled fish, suddenly chimed in, "Huh, so does that mean we'll get to see Chino?"
"Shut up, you're even dumber." Number Two said with exasperation, "What the hell era is this? The Warring States Period? Forget about it."
"Oh, what a pity!"
While the two clones were fighting each other, Kyosuke's main body successfully caught a grilled fish.
With a clone present, why bother thinking about problems on your own? You'll know what Number Two is considering anyway.
To be honest, Number Two is indeed extraordinary; he has a very strong sense of initiative in doing things.
Gently rubbing his chin, Kyosuke suddenly made a surprising decision: he would try to keep Number Two.
The goal is not to make Number Two exist forever, but to "separate" it out so that it can be summoned every time Shadow Clone is used in the future.
Both parties have the same memory and abilities, but they can delegate thinking-based questions to each other.
As the original entity, all he needs to do is ultimately check the results.
That's a brilliant idea.
This method is not only convenient, but it also helps you improve your skill in creating Shadow Clone, laying a solid foundation for future advancements in creating Multi Shadow Clone.
"... What are you doing?" Number Two glared at the main body, feeling for the first time how despicable he looked.
He's handsome, but also despicable.
"I'll give you an eternal little home." Kyosuke, was ready to try, and then... he released the somewhat introverted Number Three.
Number Three: "What's going on here all of a sudden?"
Bang!
As the smoke dissipated and rose again, Number Three quickly reappeared in front of the two.
Huh... Number Two stared wide-eyed, circled him twice in confusion, and clicked his tongue in amazement.
Thumbs up for the amazing idea behind this concept.
Wait a minute... Number Two suddenly realized something, turned around, gritted his teeth, glared at Kyosuke Number One, and shouted, "Damn it, aren't you trying to kill me?"
"You answered correctly, but there's no prize."
"Can you please stop using those outdated jokes from ten thousand years ago!"
"Um... isn't it my turn to eat the grilled fish?" Number Three timidly spoke up from the side.
"Shut up!"
After sending Number Three off to eat fish, the main body and Number Two sat facing each other and began to discuss the next plan.
"From now on, we will use this method to discuss issues."
"You and I are originally one, but once separated, even a small error can cause differences in thinking, making it suitable to look at problems from different perspectives."
Number Two's shrewd and capable demeanor is just like that of a domineering CEO from a past life... and his personal male secretary.
"Awesome, awesome, clap clap clap." Kyosuke's true form clapped his little hands at him.
"Awesome!" Number Three, with a fish in his mouth, joined in.
Ignoring their commotion, Number Two pondered for a moment before saying, "The situation there is complex, and there's likely a terrifying network of vested interests behind it."
"Considering the current situation, I do not recommend taking matters into your own hands by force; the Flying Thunder God is too conspicuous."
Number Two's meaning was clear: he was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he could easily cause extra trouble for the Uchiha.
The clan is already struggling to cope with the Senju Clan, and simply cannot deal with the threat from the shadows at the same time.
"Besides, we might even be able to make a quick buck." Number Two hadn't forgotten the rules of the Fighting Arena.
The winner gains complete control over the loser.
Who knows, he might even be able to acquire two rare Kekkei Genkai users by then.
As for money, even the Akatsuki organization, which intends to destroy the whole world, cannot avoid it, so Kyosuke naturally needs financial support as well.
If we were to relocate to the moon in the future, the construction costs and the expenses for purchasing materials would be astronomical.
How can you manage without money?
As for directly resorting to force and robbery...
"Oh no! Uchiha Kyosuke to steal the timber! Everyone run!"
No one needs to condemn him; just thinking about Kyosuke makes him feel utterly ashamed.
And so, the first brainstorming session of the three-part team came to an end.
Soon, the small wooden boat reached the shore.
Under the boatman's disapproving gaze, Kyosuke slowly walked towards the island.
This Island, outwardly a pure tourist destination, is actually one of the largest underground trading centers in the Shinobi World.
The ninja duels were only one aspect; the real crimes were human trafficking and smuggling of contraband.