As dusk approached, Naruto and Sasuke limped out of the Hot Spring Hotel. Both looked miserable. Moryo had exposed the secrets they kept in their hearts and mocked them with malicious glee. The cruel taunts had left their young minds reeling, and they were both on the verge of developing a lasting trauma.
Just as they were about to part ways, Sasuke suddenly said to Naruto, "Forget everything that happened this afternoon. Let's just say we fell down the stairs and got hurt."
"Okay." Naruto looked utterly dejected. Moryo had given him a rough time too, and he'd nearly shut down completely.
Moryo had seized on Sasuke's desire for power, called him a weakling, and said he couldn't even take a dump without blaming the toilet for being too hard.
Dealing with Naruto was even easier. After seeing him use the Sexy Technique, Moryo had dismissed the jutsu that could defeat the Eight Colors of Konoha as completely worthless!
The problem was, Moryo was telling the truth. Naruto only knew how to use swimsuit magazines as reference. The women he transformed into had the right looks but no soul. He couldn't capture the different temperaments and charms that made each woman unique.
Moryo had talked them both into shutting down on the spot.
What frustrated Sasuke and Naruto the most was that they couldn't win!
Whether it was fighting or trash-talking, the two of them together still couldn't beat Moryo!
Not long after Naruto and Sasuke left, Fuyuki had recovered from his fatigue and was ready to clock out, full of energy.
He'd heard from Natsumi what Moryo had done to Sasuke and Naruto at the Fighting Club that afternoon.
Fuyuki's expression darkened. He raised two fingers and scolded Moryo, who was still at the hotel, through their telepathic connection. "You idiot! If you can't talk properly, then don't talk at all. Do you even know who those two were?"
"One's a Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, and the other is the last surviving member of the Uchiha Clan. If you rile up the fox and make him release the Nine-Tails Chakra and tear my hotel apart, I'll put you in a bikini and hang you from the Land of Demons' most famous landmark!"
"Sasuke's got a fragile heart. You talk him into happily giving up, and then see if his brother uses the Totsuka Blade to seal you away for a million years. That'll be the end of that!"
Before Moryo could respond, Fuyuki ended the telepathic call and sighed helplessly. "I'm here to make money and earn chakra, not to run a business at a loss!"
He made money from Sasuke and earned chakra from Naruto. The stronger those two became, the more he stood to gain.
If that idiot Moryo kept pushing them like this, wouldn't they end up buying premium training passes? Fuyuki didn't want to be sleeping comfortably in a hotel suite one day, only for a Majestic Attire: Susanoo to stomp his Hot Spring Hotel into rubble.
Then he'd have to enter his manifestation state and smash the Majestic Attire: Susanoo to pieces.
It was hard to say who would win, but Fuyuki would definitely be the one to lose out. The Third would be crying in the bathroom.
The next day, Fuyuki had assumed that after being verbally battered the day before, the two brats, Sasuke and Naruto, wouldn't dare come back. But to his utter surprise, they skipped class and showed up first thing in the morning, hoping to continue using the rest of their free trial.
Fuyuki happily agreed, then made the terms clear: "The special training costs a hundred thousand ryo. If you don't have the money, you can pay with chakra."
"As long as it works, money's no problem!" Sasuke, a rich kid, spoke with great confidence. He even offered to cover Naruto's training fees. But Fuyuki wasn't interested in Sasuke's two hundred thousand ryo. He wanted chakra!
His family had plenty of money. All he had to do was swallow his pride and ask Hiashi. Out of respect for their Ancestor, Kaguya-hime, Hiashi would surely give it to him.
Once he'd settled the payment arrangements with Naruto and Sasuke, Fuyuki tossed them into the pool and started writing invitation letters.
The Hot Spring Resort was ready to open. All that remained were supporting facilities such as an arcade. The main facilities and staff training could all be completed within a week.
The Ninja World was different from the modern world. Nobles didn't travel by plane or car; they rode in palanquins. So the invitations had to be sent half a month in advance, allowing enough time for guests from all over the Land of Fire to arrive.
"Young Master Fuyuki, please come to the side hall. I have something important to report." Natsumi hurried in and leaned close to Fuyuki's ear to whisper.
"Is it related to the Hyuga Clan?" Fuyuki was taken aback and furrowed his brow as he thought it over. As far as he could recall, the Ninja World should be peaceful at this point in the distant timeline. Apart from Kirigakure, the other countries were quietly building up their strength and preparing to move against Konoha.
"Not exactly, but it's serious. It's not suitable for children to hear." Natsumi glanced at Uzumaki Naruto.
"Just say it. You don't need to worry about them."
Fuyuki glanced at Naruto and Sasuke. One was snoring like a dead pig, while the other trembled, completely enveloped in a cloud of Yin Release Chakra.
"Yesterday, Kusagakure was attacked. A powerful figure calling himself Uzumaki Moon Worm swept through the village, rescued one of the Uzumaki survivors who'd been mistreated, and announced to the Ninja World that he would rebuild the Uzumaki Clan."
"The Clan Head told you to stay away from Uzumaki Naruto. He's afraid Uzumaki Moon Eclipse will break into Konoha and abduct Naruto." Natsumi relayed what she'd read in the handwritten message. Hiashi had sent the intelligence through a secret technique during a Konoha High Command meeting.
Hiashi knew that Fuyuki was close to Naruto. So when he heard the report about Uzumaki Yueshi, he immediately passed it to Natsumi, who was managing the business at the hotel. He told her to get Fuyuki to keep his distance from Naruto at once, in case Uzumaki Yueshi launched a surprise attack.
Fuyuki was silent for a moment, then said, "Don't worry. Naruto isn't Uzumaki Moon Eclipse's target. To restore a clan to its former glory, he'll need pure-blooded members. Someone mixed-blood like Naruto could never be used to rebuild the clan."
Kidnap him? As if! I've already sweet-talked Sasuke and Naruto into behaving like two little angels. Am I supposed to put on a show where I rob myself and fight myself?
What is this, a nesting doll routine?!
"It's still best to stay cautious. Konoha will have Anbu tailing Naruto around the clock soon, too. You know how many things you have that you don't want people to find out about," Natsumi said.
The Hot Spring Hotel concealed many secrets, and the identity of Moryo, whom Fuyuki had brought back with him, was hard to explain.
By the Byakugan's perception, the chakra within Moryo was more powerful than the Hokage's—and filled with violence.
"Don't worry! I'll be careful. Sasuke and Naruto will only be allowed in public areas. They won't go near the Underground Palace." Fuyuki waved a hand to reassure Natsumi. As for the Anbu, they weren't Hashirama.
Besides, he didn't have anything he needed to hide. It was just that if ordinary ninja saw the layout of the Underground Palace, many of them would start questioning their lives—and wondering if they'd wasted all those years.
There was a pool in the Underground Palace, where two special Yang-Style Spirits were immersed. The walls and floor were inscribed with Command Spells using large quantities of Chakra Metal. They converted the chakra absorbed upstairs into life chakra, while two special Lesser Spirits stored it.
All the hot spring water at the Hot Spring Hotel was produced by the two Lesser Spirits. If an injured person soaked in the raw solution in the Underground Palace, it might even give them bone spurs or cause abnormal growth of their bodily tissues.
The incredibly complex yin-yang sealing techniques and incomprehensible medical technology were the secrets Fuyuki and Natsumi couldn't let anyone discover. The life essence produced by converting such vast amounts of chakra was especially valuable—a weapon of war coveted by every hidden village.
Natsumi was afraid that if Fuyuki's secret got out, it would bring about a whole host of problems that shouldn't exist.
"Don't worry. No one will find out about any of this, and no one will leave with our secrets."
The High-ranking Yang Spirit poked its head out from Fuyuki's shoulder and pointed at its own eyes. Its red Three-Tomoe Sharingan was reflected in Natsumi's eyes.
Fuyuki's eye twitched as he pushed it back inside. "Seriously, your voice is very distinctive. If you could please stop talking and disturbing the peace, I'd appreciate it. Otherwise, I'll dream tonight that I'm swearing brotherhood with Sasuke and Naruto in the Peach Garden."
I'm exhausted. I kept falling asleep while writing, then jolting awake and getting back to updating. I'm too tired. I'll only post two chapters today.
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