Special thanks to two esteemed patrons!!!
Thank you [Uncle Dabi] for one [Update Talisman]. Please take a seat upon the throne.
Thank you [Wise Teresa] for one bottle of [Bobo Milk Tea]. Please take a seat upon the throne.
This dog-headed author kowtows in gratitude!!!
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"Sit."
The middle-aged man pointed at the chair across from him.
Uchiha sat down honestly.
The middle-aged man lit a cigar, a wicked glint in his smile.
"You fell for it. It's covered in glue."
Uchiha nodded. "I know."
His heel nudged the table leg, and the chair toppled over at once.
The middle-aged man: "..."
Everyone else: "...??"
A horse stance?
He was actually holding a horse stance!!
His ass never even touched the cushion!!
Siba blew out a smoke ring and scrutinized the boy from head to toe, then from toe to head, as if he were inspecting livestock.
"Kid, you've got some nerve pretending to be my adopted son."
"Do you know who I am?"
"A nobody," Uchiha answered honestly.
"..."
"I'm Siba."
"Oh."
Siba waited for a long time, but nothing else came.
"Just 'oh'? You've never heard of my great name?"
Uchiha cupped his fists perfunctorily. "Then... pleased to meet you?"
Siba turned to the fat man. "This little clown gave you two slaps?"
The fat man looked embarrassed. "I let my guard down. Didn't dodge in time."
Siba laughed and looked at Uchiha.
"Kid, do you know what I do?"
Uchiha said, "You pimp people out?"
Siba flew into a rage. That was the word he hated hearing most.
"That was my old profession. I changed careers ages ago."
"Now I make a living off blood money. Kid, interested in joining me?"
Uchiha yawned.
"I've already joined the student council. I probably don't have time."
"Besides,