Super Fat Sheep

Eiji's team's investigation results were far from ideal.

The three ninjas had spent an entire day wandering through the town without finding what they were looking for.

"Looks like Lord Jiraiya's intel isn't all that accurate either."

Eiji marked a spot on his map, planning to continue gathering information in the morning.

What caught them off guard was that, despite it being mealtime, this small restaurant only had the three of them as customers.

Kakashi sensed something was off and stepped out to investigate.

What he didn't expect was that the liveliest spot in town today turned out to be a gambling den.

When Eiji heard this news, a bold idea suddenly popped into his head.

No way...

In the Shinobi World, there were many famous figures.

Among them was Tsunade.

She was born into Konoha's noble Senju Clan and was also related to the Daimyo of the Land of Fire.

On top of that, she was an exceptionally skilled Medical Ninja, earning the respect of countless shinobi.

After all, in the Shinobi World, anyone could meet with an accident.

Tsunade might very well be the lifeline in a critical moment.

Of course, that wasn't the only reason Tsunade was famous.

She was also the Shinobi World's notorious degenerate gambler.

Unfortunately, her luck was terrible, earning her the strange nickname of the legendary Fat Sheep.

Inside the gambling den, it was packed with addicts.

"Fat Sheep! It's the legendary Fat Sheep!"

"Whoa! As expected of her, she's already lost several hundred thousand ryo in no time!"

"She's gorgeous..."

Through the gaps in the crowd, Eiji spotted a beautiful golden-haired lady.

He thought about squeezing in to join the fun, but was thrown out by a few fierce-looking bodyguards.

"Kid, scram. Minors aren't allowed in here."

Eiji once again questioned which genius had come up with the order of the Shinobi World.

Here, a four-year-old could wield a blade and kill, be hailed as a prodigy ninja, and earn praise and respect from the villagers.

Here, minors were absolutely forbidden from entering these strange places, and without a parent's accompaniment, they couldn't even buy a copy of Icha Icha Paradise.

Not even with extra money!

Of course, this rule didn't apply to Tsunade.

Her very first toy was a pair of dice personally crafted by the great God of Shinobi himself, the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju.

And thanks to that great man's efforts, Tsunade eventually followed in his footsteps and became a degenerate gambler too.

A very lousy gambler at that.

"I'm done!"

Tsunade stormed out in a huff, having just lost her last bit of money.

She'd even written quite a few IOUs.

But Tsunade never paid her debts.

She could change her appearance to dodge her creditors.

With Tsunade's departure, the gamblers reluctantly headed home too.

They'd made a killing tonight and were itching to find some girls to have fun with.

"Shizune, give me a bit more money. I want to find a place to grab a drink."

Shizune, holding Tonton, couldn't help but scold Tsunade.

"Lord Tsunade, where would I have any money left? I don't even know where tomorrow's lodging fees are coming from."

Tsunade waved her hand dismissively. "No worries, I'll gamble big tomorrow and win it all back."

Shizune was utterly helpless. Win, my foot. She'd almost lost Tonton today.

Just as the two were worrying about dinner, Eiji approached them.

"Oh my! Respected Lord Tsunade, it really is you!"

Tsunade was startled. Who was this handsome White Hair guy?

"Are you a Konoha ninja?"

Eiji nodded, then pointed at Kakashi and Tenzo, who were walking over.

"We came out to run a small mission, didn't expect to run into Lord Tsunade."

Tsunade glanced at them, then suddenly flashed a strange smile.

"I don't suppose it'd be too much trouble to treat me to dinner?"

Late night, a small eatery.

Tsunade wolfed down three big bowls of rice, single-handedly polished off four or five large dishes, and devoured a pork knuckle.

Only then did she let out a satisfied burp. "Man, a full stomach feels great."

Eiji asked curiously, "Lord Tsunade, are you on some secret mission too? How come you don't even have time to eat?"

Tsunade's pretty face flushed red, and she was too embarrassed to speak.

But Shizune finally found her chance to vent.

"Our Lord Tsunade is busy gambling every day—when would she have time to eat?"

"No, to be precise, I don't have money to eat either."

A black line appeared on the faces of Eiji and the other two.

They knew Tsunade liked gambling, but they didn't know she was this into it.

If she kept this up, she'd squander the Senju Clan's entire inheritance.

Yet Tsunade didn't realize that at all. After eating her fill, she was even reviewing her plays!

"Actually, I won quite a bit, but I lost control and blew it all in one big hand."

"Next time, I need to learn to bet in batches and leave myself some margin for error..."

The others practically had the word "speechless" carved on their foreheads.

Sis, you've lost yourself into this sorry state, and you're still here studying for the next round?

[Ran into Hashirama's granddaughter Tsunade—turns out she's got the same gambling addiction as her grandpa]

[Ah, no helping it, I'll just play along with her]

[New Mission: Beat Tsunade at gambling]

Hmm...

Eiji didn't really know much about gambling.

His biggest gamble was when he won thirty thousand happy beans, arrogantly grabbed the landlord, and doubled down.

Then he'd switch accounts to claim the next round of welfare.

Still, beating Tsunade shouldn't be a problem, right?

After eating and drinking their fill, Kakashi paid to open a room for Tsunade, right next to theirs.

"Lord Tsunade, I think we should stop gambling from now on."

"Shut up, Shizune. Go take a bath and go to bed."

Knock knock knock—the room door sounded.

Shizune went to open it and saw Eiji grinning from ear to ear.

"Lord Tsunade, want to play a little game with me?"

"Play?"

Two hours later.

"Yay! I won again."

Tsunade unceremoniously took the last stack of money off the table.

"Kid, want to keep going?"

Eiji felt like he'd been set up.

Nearly a million!

That was all his savings!

Losing it all was bad enough, but damn it—he hadn't won a single round!

Even in Fight the Landlord, if you lose enough, they throw in a couple of bots!

Watching Eiji's red-hot face, Tsunade's mood improved considerably.

"Want to continue? If you lose again, you'll have to take off your clothes~"

Eiji thought Tsunade had a few screws loose. He was still a kid—could she really drive a car this big?

Besides, there were outsiders here.

It wasn't like the three of them could...

Pah. Bastard. What was I thinking.

Eiji stood up angrily. "Wait. I'll come back when I've scraped together enough money."

Lord Tsunade spread her hands indifferently, the meaning perfectly clear.

Which one of us is really the Fat Sheep here?

But as Eiji turned to leave, Tsunade suddenly noticed his ninja blade.

"Hold on, kid. Let me see that sword."

"What for? This is my life-saving tool, Lord Tsunade. You can't be that black-hearted."

Even so, Eiji handed the blade over.

She ran her fingers over the hilt, where a tiny die was carved.

She had secretly engraved it there when she was very young, which had made Second Grandfather fly into a rage.

Later, it was lost on the battlefield.

"This sword—where did you get it?"

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