The Tycoon's Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique

Hidden Leaf Village, inside a hot spring inn.

Jiraiya carried a takeout box giving off the aroma of food in one hand, bumped the door open with his shoulder, and swaggered in. "Yo, travelers, your lunch is here! A Hidden Leaf specialty, Ichiraku Ramen's deluxe extra chashu version! Sponsored, of course, out of the kindness of the great Lord Jiraiya's heart!"

In the room, Uzumaki Boruto, who had just finished his morning taijutsu training, and young Sasuke, who was sitting on the bed wiping down his Kusanagi Sword, both looked up at the same time.

Boruto's eyes lit up when he caught the smell. He immediately sprang up from the floor and cheered, "Whoa! Ichiraku Ramen! And with extra chashu! Thanks so much, Pervy Sa—ah, no, Uncle Jiraiya!"

He had almost let it slip and hurriedly corrected himself, taking it with eager excitement.

Young Sasuke also stopped wiping the Kusanagi Sword and nodded at Jiraiya, saying simply, "Thank you."

His complexion was much better than when he had first arrived in this era, and the gloom and exhaustion between his brows had eased considerably.

Only the vigilance deep in his eyes, weathered by years of hardship, had never disappeared.

Their arrival in this era had been sudden to begin with. Most of the money they carried was currency from after Konoha Year 63, no different from scrap paper here, and only a very small amount of currency from before Konoha Year 63 could be used.

Although Jiraiya was helping them out, the two of them could not rely on someone else to support them forever. Especially since Boruto was at the age where he was still growing and ate a lot.

So finding ways to make money had become another major task for them, aside from secretly observing the Hidden