Would You Let Me Buy You?

"Maybe we could secretly follow Tsunade and win it back from the casinos?"

Wuye suddenly came up with such a rotten idea.

Kaguya shot him a glance and said in a rather strange tone, "It's a good idea, but too many people have tried it. No matter how Tsunade disguises herself, as soon as a casino sees someone who loses every bet, everyone swarms in. So the odds are especially low..."

Wuye looked up at her... Tell me, how do you know so much? Have you done this too?

"To win back thirty million ryo at those odds, it would take at least half a year," Kaguya calculated.

Wuye: "..."

"Maybe we shouldn't look for her after all. I can train on my own," he suddenly said.

There would always be a way to get close to Tsunade. Why lock himself into a master-disciple relationship?

Besides, having Kaguya help him get close to Tsunade made his conscience uneasy.

"It's fine. I'll think of something."

Kaguya shook her head.

"Maybe I can sell that clan head's mansion... Hmm, that would look bad... There are a few ninjutsu at home that aren't clan inheritances and could be sold... And some antiques..."

Her soft muttering reached Hyuga Wuye's ears, making his expression turn strange.

The dignified head of the Hyuga Clan was being forced to sell her house over one Asuma head. Sure enough, Tsunade, who had inherited the Senju Clan fortune, was rich.

"Make money... Make money... Make money..."

For the entire day, Hyuga Wuye brainstormed in his room.

"Thirty million ryo... Thirty million ryo... Thirty million ryo..."

He refused to believe that, with the memories of his previous life, he could still be short of money here!

"No financial markets... Can't fleece investors..."

"Property prices are stable, so I can't speculate in real estate either..."

"There's no Bitcoin... Dogecoin... or Catcoin..."

Wuye slapped his palm. "Then all that's left is the old trick of listing a shell company to rake in money... Adapt it a little, sell concepts, raise funds, and scam people... Like making cars. It doesn't matter if you can't actually make one, as long as the PowerPoint looks good..."

"What concept should I use? Cars are out..."

"The most profitable concepts are sex, gambling, and drugs... I can't handle drugs, gambling has already developed and flourished, and sex... Hmm..."

Wuye went out for a stroll, then slunk back in dejection.

"I really can't compete with them when it comes to red-light districts..."

"An entire street combining hot springs, massages, and all sorts of adult services into one huge lifestyle service district. I can't go in there and compete..."

He scratched his hair into a bird's nest. "Aaargh! What other project can I use to raise funds and fleece people?!"

"Could I open a hotpot restaurant? But without Sichuan-style broth, hotpot has no soul..."

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Just then, someone knocked on his door.

Wuye's brainstorming stalled for a moment. "Come in."

"Young Master, there's a girl named Kushina outside. Would you like to see her?"

This time, it was a real maid.

"Let her in. And from now on, don't stop her whenever she comes to see me."

Wuye stood up. While the maid went to bring Kushina in, he hurriedly smoothed down his hair so he would not scare her with its mess.

"Wuye!"

Kushina changed into wooden clogs outside, then came running in with her tiny snow-white feet clattering against the floor.

"Why didn't you go to class today? And why did you move here? Was everything okay after your Sharingan was exposed two days ago?"

She fired off a string of questions, leaving Hyuga Wuye, who had only just emerged from his brainstorming session, a little dazed.

"Too much has happened these past two days. I completely forgot I was supposed to go to class..."

Since he had not applied for early graduation, he naturally still had to attend classes.

Come to think of it, Kushina and Tsunade were theoretically somewhat related. One was Mito Uzumaki's clanswoman from a later generation, while the other was her biological granddaughter. Maybe he could call her big sister?

Should he ask her to bring it up with Tsunade?

Wuye shook his head... Forget it. I should eat less soft rice, or I'll get addicted.

He briefly told Kushina about what had happened recently. The dangerous parts made her tense up anxiously.

"Good thing the Hyuga Clan head protected you."

Kushina sighed in relief, then suddenly noticed the messy papers scattered across the floor. "What are these?"

Wuye hurriedly gathered the papers. "They're nothing, just some business plans... Hmm, none of them will work."

"Business plans?" Kushina blinked her cute, wide eyes. "Wuye, do you need money?"

Hyuga Wuye's movements paused. "In a sense, I'm desperately short of it right now."

"How much do you need?" Kushina tossed her long crimson hair. "I can give it to you."

Wuye looked at her amusedly. "One Asuma head... No, thirty million ryo!"

"That much?!"

Kushina covered her little mouth.

"Yeah. Even if I sold myself, I couldn't get that much," Wuye said helplessly.

Kushina's big eyes rolled around. "Then... how about I pay thirty million ryo to buy you?"

Hyuga Wuye: "???"

"You have that much money?" he asked, staring at her.

Kushina counted on her fingers. "I remember... probably... five hundred million ryo?"

"Five hundred million?!"

Wuye's eyes turned into spirals.

Why... why were all of them rich women?

I don't want to work hard anymore!

"Grandma Mito transferred all the Uzumaki Clan's former businesses in Konoha into my name, along with some savings," Kushina explained. "But all our ninja tool stores have been sold now."

"The ninja tool stores were sold? Why?" Wuye asked curiously.

Kushina's pretty face darkened. "Because the Uzumaki Clan was wiped out. The sealing scrolls we used to make and send to Konoha for sale can no longer be made."

Hyuga Wuye fell silent.

There were simply too many people in this world with tragic pasts. Parents dead, clans exterminated—it was practically standard...

Changing it so children no longer had to go to war and orphans no longer filled every corner—that would mean he had not come here for nothing, right?

At the very least, his existence had made the world better. That was what gave it meaning.

"Speaking of sealing scrolls..."

As his thoughts returned, Wuye's eyes suddenly lit up. "They seem to be worth a hundred thousand ryo each?"

Kushina nodded. "They used to cost thirty thousand, but now that the Uzumaki Clan isn't making new ones, sealing scrolls have become more and more expensive."

In a sense, sealing scrolls in the Naruto World were like storage rings in fantasy worlds.

Good stuff! A great business opportunity!

Wuye immediately grabbed Kushina's hand. "Then can you make sealing scrolls?"

Her little hand was wrapped in warmth, and Kushina's cheeks could not help turning red. "I... I can't make them..."

A bucket of cold water was poured over him. Wuye calmed down somewhat, released her hand, and asked, "But you should have the method for making them, right?"

"I do. Do you want to see it?" Kushina asked.

Wuye nodded and asked, "Can I?"

"Of course," Kushina said as she rushed out energetically. "Wait here, I'll go get it!"

Half an hour later.

Kushina, panting for breath, handed him a scroll. "Look, this is the method for making them."

Hyuga Wuye carefully accepted it, opened it, and read through it closely.

Yeah, he could not understand it.