Rock, Paper, Scissors

Uchiha Feng smiled faintly and said in a relaxed tone, "Let's play a game—rock, paper, scissors. We'll play one hundred rounds. If you can beat me even once, I lose."

Tsunade froze for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Haha! Kid, are you looking for trouble? In one hundred rounds of rock, paper, scissors, all I have to do is beat you once. Could it get any easier than that? You're digging your own grave!"

Uchiha Feng raised an eyebrow slightly, remaining composed. "That's how a wager works. Are you willing to accept the challenge?"

Excitement gleamed in Tsunade's eyes as she replied without hesitation, "Fine, I accept!" Her voice carried a bold, heroic air, as though she had already foreseen her victory.

Next, Tsunade and Uchiha Feng stood facing each other, the atmosphere between them grave and tense.

Uchiha Feng's eyes changed instantly as his three-tomoe Sharingan appeared, radiating a mysterious yet powerful aura.

"Three tomoe..." Tsunade grew wary at the sight. She knew that the coming game of rock, paper, scissors would be more than just a game—it would test her reactions and instincts.

"Come on, Lady Tsunade." Uchiha Feng's voice brimmed with confidence, a faint smile curling at his lips as if victory were already in his grasp.

"Fine! Let's begin!" Tsunade answered, determination flashing in her eyes as she silently encouraged herself.

The first round began:

Tsunade swiftly threw a fist, choosing rock. At the same time, Uchiha Feng calmly extended his hand and easily played paper. Uchiha Feng beamed, the joy of victory spreading across his face.

The second round:

Tsunade quickly shifted her thinking and decided on paper. However, Uchiha Feng happened to choose scissors. When paper met scissors, the result was unsurprising once again—Uchiha Feng won again.

The third round:

Tsunade refused to be discouraged and threw paper again, but Uchiha Feng still chose scissors. The result was still his victory. Every move felt like a battle, tense and exhilarating.

Time continued to pass until the hundredth round finally arrived:

Tsunade felt a surge of nervousness. She decided to change her strategy and decisively threw scissors. Uchiha Feng, meanwhile, calmly played rock. The result of victory rang out like a thunderclap once more—Uchiha Feng won all one hundred rounds with an absolute advantage.

In these one hundred rounds of rock, paper, scissors, Uchiha Feng not only finished with a flawless record, but also demonstrated extraordinary insight and psychological tactics throughout.

At that moment, Tsunade was utterly furious! The flames of reason burned fiercely within her, impossible to calm.

A whole hundred chances, and she still lost?

She could not help feeling helpless and indignant—this was just ordinary rock, paper, scissors, yet she had lost every single one of the hundred rounds!

Uchiha Feng smiled faintly and said teasingly, "Lady Tsunade, what do you say? Are you willing to accept your loss?"

Though Tsunade was unwilling to accept it, she had always been honorable when it came to gambling. In the end, she could only nod helplessly. "Fine, I accept my loss. Tell me, what do you want me to help with?"

Uchiha Feng said seriously, "I have a younger brother named Uchiha Itachi..." He then explained Uchiha Itachi's situation in detail, a trace of anxiety showing on his face.

Tsunade frowned, looking somewhat confused. "You mean you only suspect your brother is sick, and you want me to take a look? Isn't there a hospital in Konoha? Why are you looking for me?" Her tone carried a hint of disdain, as though she could not be bothered with such a trivial matter.

Uchiha Feng nodded firmly. "That's right. Although it's only a suspicion, there's a very high chance that my younger brother really is sick." A trace of urgency showed in his expression, as if this were far from a minor matter.

Tsunade could not help rolling her eyes. "Kid, I think you're the one who's sick! If you suspect your brother is ill, just go to Konoha Hospital. Why come to me? It's not like this is some especially serious situation!"

Uchiha Feng looked somewhat troubled and stammered, "Uh, Lady Tsunade! I really suspect that my younger brother has a very serious illness!" His words carried helplessness, as though he were concealing something.

He truly had not anticipated this. At this point in time, Uchiha Itachi's illness showed almost no signs at all; not even any obvious symptoms had appeared.

Tsunade narrowed her eyes slightly, an amused smile curling at the corner of her lips. "Uchiha brat, it looks like you're quite strong? Then let me see what you're capable of!"

Uchiha Feng looked awkward and stammered, "Uh, Lady Tsunade, that seems to have nothing to do with treating an illness."

Jiraiya interjected from the side with an easy smile. "That's right! Little Feng came to you to see a doctor, not to compete in strength."

Tsunade waved a hand slightly, a trace of resolve in her expression. "If you want me to act, then naturally there are conditions."

Uchiha Feng's eyes lit up. Since there were conditions, this matter was basically settled. His voice was eager and filled with anticipation. "Lady Tsunade, please name them. As long as you can cure my younger brother, I can accept any condition you have!"

Tsunade smiled faintly, her gaze carrying a hint of cunning. "Then my condition is that you unconditionally agree to three requests from me. Once I treat your younger brother, that will be the price for asking me to act. And even if your younger brother is not sick at all, those three requests will still stand. Besides, I haven't thought of them yet. I'll tell you when I do!"

Uchiha Feng frowned slightly, weighing the possibilities of those three requests. After pondering for a long time, he finally nodded firmly. "Fine! But those requests must stay within my limits. They absolutely cannot be things I can't accept, like some insane demand for me to kill myself."

Tsunade chuckled softly, amusement gleaming in her eyes. "Fine! Deal!"

Uchiha Feng smiled as well, silently letting out a sigh of relief. "Fine! Deal!"

"Hahaha..." Jiraiya laughed heartily, admiration shining in his eyes. "Little Feng, I didn't expect you to actually persuade Tsunade. Not bad!"

Uchiha Feng glanced at him. Jiraiya's teasing left him somewhat helpless, and he replied flatly, "All right, it's time for me to return to the village."

After all, he had agreed to three of Tsunade's requests, and they were unconditional at that. The price was already quite heavy.

Tsunade waved her hand as if commanding a force setting out, her face full of brisk decisiveness. "Shizune, let's go. We're returning to the Hidden Leaf Village!"

Jiraiya followed close behind, a sly smile on his lips. "Hehehe, I'm going back to the Hidden Leaf Village too. Perfect—I can chat with you all along the way."

Meanwhile, in the Hokage's office of the Hokage Building in the Hidden Leaf Village, the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, sat behind a heavy wooden desk, listening solemnly to his subordinate's report.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling over his somewhat aged face and revealing traces of weariness and contemplation.

"All right, go." He nodded slightly, signaling for his subordinate to leave.

With a soft click, the door closed. He was left alone in the office, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

The news of Uchiha Feng, Jiraiya, and Tsunade returning to Konoha was like a boulder, stirring layer upon layer of ripples in his heart.

The movements of the Uchiha Clan, in particular, filled him with concern.

His gaze was profound as his thoughts churned.

"The Uchiha Clan... what exactly are you planning?"