Uchiha Hazuki

Kurenai Yuhi, Nohara Rin—they all had their own simps.

Had he not offended people in the past?

Now that he had the Simulator, and as a transmigrator possessing prophetic intelligence, why should he settle for these natives?

It would be a pity for Nohara Rin to just die like that; she might as well be mine.

Nohara Rin's medical talent was not lacking; she had mastered the Mystical Palm Technique during her time as a chunin. Had she not died young, her future achievements would not have been low.

A series of plans gradually formed in Shimizu's mind. If one lived a second life without living it thoroughly, it would be better not to live at all.

In any case, his relationship with Obito could never be good, and he had no intention of simping for Obito either.

It would be better to hold the card of Nohara Rin in his hand; one day in the future, she could serve as a means to keep Obito in check.

The next day, Shimizu arrived at the agreed-upon location.

Nohara Rin did not disappoint Shimizu and arrived as promised.

Shimizu glanced toward the southeast without changing his expression; Obito was hiding right there.

"Rin, let's go in."

"This shop..."

Nohara Rin observed the decor of the storefront.

Directly above the entrance was written "Konoha Steakhouse."

On both sides stood stone pillars carved with intricate patterns.

The interior was filled with flowers, making the restaurant appear more elegant. It was evident that every corner had been carefully arranged, and the soft lighting cast throughout the shop gave one a sense of peace.

"What's wrong?"

"No... nothing."

Nohara Rin waved her hand hurriedly.

She had never been to this shop before; she had heard it was a high-end restaurant opened by the Uchiha Clan.

Coming from an ordinary family background, Nohara Rin had never considered eating here.

If Shimizu hadn't set the meeting place here, she certainly wouldn't have come.

"Shimizu, how rare. What brings you to Auntie's place?"

The manager standing at the door was about to ask if Shimizu had a reservation when he saw his boss come out, forcing him to swallow the words he wanted to say.

Uchiha Hazuki walked over.

She wore an Uchiha robe with a high, upright collar.

The form-fitting robe revealed that while Uchiha Hazuki's upper body was slender, her hips were quite full, making her figure remarkably eye-catching.

"Auntie Hazuki."

Shimizu greeted her.

His parents had died early, and as he was too young, he had been in urgent need of someone to look after him.

Uchiha Hazuki was the one who had taken care of him the most; whether it was food or clean clothes, Uchiha Hazuki had been responsible for helping him.

Uchiha Hazuki's talent as a ninja was poor, and she had been running a shop with lackluster business on her own.

Seeing this, Shimizu had written down some business strategies and shop renovation ideas he knew from his past life in a notebook, lying that he had found them while tidying up his parents' belongings.

Shimizu had used that excuse to give the items to Uchiha Hazuki, and thus, this current shop had come to be.

"Why haven't you come to see Auntie? Are you not afraid that Auntie will be lonely?"

Uchiha Hazuki picked Shimizu up and noticed that he was growing taller by the day; he was almost the height of an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

She arched her brows and pressed her face against Shimizu's cheek.

Uchiha Hazuki had raised Shimizu since he was four, so she looked at him as if he were her own child.

"I've been busy training."

Shimizu laughed it off.

At that time, he had been preoccupied with finding ways to survive and dealing with future crises; he had no time for such trivial matters.

Seeing that Uchiha Hazuki was about to get married, he had reduced his contact with her.

Because in the original story, Uchiha Hazuki married a passerby from outside the clan.

"Where is Uncle?"

Shimizu asked.

"What uncle? We weren't even together. We only met twice in total, and the rest of the time he was doing business in the Land of Water. Do you think it was possible for us to continue?"

Uchiha Hazuki shook her head.

In truth, it hadn't been long since their blind date; they hadn't said much, hadn't even held hands, before he ran off to do business.

In recent years, because this shop had been keeping her busy, she hadn't had the time to find a partner.

It is said that when a woman finds a career, she becomes fulfilled; in this regard, Uchiha Hazuki had grown indifferent.

It made no difference to her whether she had a man or not, and she had only gone to that matchmaking session back then because her elders had insisted on it.

"Uh."

Shimizu had assumed Uchiha Hazuki was married and that they had kept things simple by not hosting a wedding banquet, but it appeared that was not the case at all.

Then how was Uchiha Izumi supposed to be born?

Shimizu suddenly felt that the butterfly effect he had brought about might be growing larger and larger.

"Is this your classmate, or your little girlfriend?"

Uchiha Hazuki's long, narrow eyes narrowed into slits as she teased him.

"Auntie, we are just friends."

Nohara Rin, who had been listening to the conversation in silence, hurriedly explained.

If Kakashi were to hear this, it would be a disaster; she still had to face him, after all.

"Auntie Hazuki, please open a private room for us."

Uchiha Hazuki nodded; it was a trivial matter.

She led the two of them to an isolated private room and instructed the manager to take good care of them.

"Remember to visit Auntie's place more often. Shimizu, you're getting older and less affectionate."

Uchiha Hazuki shook her head; a boy grown up is like a bird flown.

Outside the restaurant, Uchiha Obito saw Shimizu walk inside, and figuring that enough time had passed, he hurriedly ran over as well.

"Auntie Hazuki, it's me, it's Obito."

Obito greeted Uchiha Hazuki enthusiastically; as a fellow clansman, he knew her as well.

"Oh, it's Obito."

The smile that had been on Uchiha Hazuki's face gradually faded.

She had raised Shimizu with her own hands, so naturally, the more she saw him, the more she liked him.

However, she was not particularly close to Uchiha Obito, and since he was always acting mischievous and troublesome, she had no real fondness for him.

"Give my regards to your grandmother."

Uchiha Hazuki said politely.

"Hehe, I will, Auntie Hazuki."

Obito chuckled foolishly, failing to realize it was merely a polite remark and assuming Uchiha Hazuki genuinely meant it.

"So, Auntie, can I go in?"

"Of course, just book a table."

Uchiha Hazuki called over a manager and asked her to help Obito with the arrangements.

She then headed toward the back, where she had a private lounge.

This establishment followed an elite business model, covering two thousand square meters and catering to the wealthy of the Hidden Leaf Village. Having been busy for several days in a row, she needed to catch up on some sleep.

Backed by the Uchiha Clan, no one dared to cause trouble here.

Even within the Uchiha Clan, no one would come to take advantage of the business, as they disdained targeting shops run by their own kin.

The economic resources of Uchiha ninjas came partly from the salaries of the Konoha Military Police Force, and partly from various ninja tool trades the Uchiha Clan conducted outside the village, where they owned many shops.

However, the shops outside the village were basically run by local commoners, who paid an annual dividend to the Uchiha Clan.

This was Uchiha Obito's first time at this shop, and seeing that Uchiha Hazuki looked somewhat tired, he didn't want to disturb her, so he followed the manager to the front desk to register.

"Please pay."

The manager produced a bill. Paying before dining was the rule at Konoha Steakhouse.

"Eh! It's this much?"

Uchiha Obito stared at the string of zeros on the bill, dumbfounded. Didn't that guy Shimizu just walk right in?

Why was he being charged, and why was the fee so high!