Sunglasses

Yizhe lay on the snow, in too much pain to even twitch.

Tsunade walked slowly over to him, squatted down, and asked with a playful smile, "Do you still want to try some new tricks?"

He forced his gaze away from those magnificent swells, managed a series of ingratiating smiles, and said, "No more, no more!"

"Shizune!" Tsunade shot a look at her.

She hurried to squat down nearby as well and cast medical ninjutsu to treat Yizhe's injuries.

"Tell me, where on earth did you learn that line?" Tsunade still refused to let it go and pressed on.

"I just saw it in a novel, as the training insights of an unrivaled swordsman. But I just randomly picked the most classic line, the one that looked the most stylish, to stall Daidao!"

"Why are you getting so worked up? You aren't even a swordsman!" Yizhe complained with lingering resentment.

Even though they had free medical care here, getting beaten up on a whim like this was a bit more than he could take.

"A novel?" Tsunade narrowed her pretty eyes, skeptical, and continued, "To be able to write such a golden quote, I'm afraid the author of that book must also be a master of the sword; otherwise, he could never write such profound truths!"

"Heaven knows! I just happened to remember a few sentences with relatively high style, and as for the rest, I forgot them ages ago! Let alone that author or whatever! Even if you press me further, it's no use!" Having said that, Yizhe closed his eyes tight, looking like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.

By the look of it, he truly didn't know anything more. Tsunade had no choice but to drop it and stop questioning him.

Before long, Shizune healed Yizhe's wounds. It also helped that Tsunade had merely thrown out a casual lesson and hadn't been serious, otherwise how could he have recovered so quickly.

The three of them continued walking down the street, and after searching for a long time, they finally found an eyewear shop at the eastern street corner.

"Is the boss in?" Yizhe took the lead and walked inside.

Hearing the call, a sleep-eyed, lean old man crawled out from under the counter. Wearing a pair of reading glasses and with a face full of wrinkles, he looked quite old.

"Three guests, what can I do for you?" The old man took off his reading glasses, held them in his hand, wiped them hard with a lens cloth, and asked with a smile.

"Excuse me, boss, do you do custom glasses here?" Yizhe asked with a smile.

The old man put his glasses back on, looked the three of them over carefully, and asked again, "The three of you are so young, and you don't look like you have eye trouble. Why would you need glasses?"

"Ah, it's like this!" Yizhe pointed at Tsunade behind him and smiled, "This friend of mine is sensitive to a certain color, so..."

"I can't help you with that!" Before he could finish, the old man interrupted him and said with a shake of his head, "I don't have the ability to make glasses that block out a specific fixed color!"

"Old man, you've misunderstood!" Tsunade shoved Yizhe aside, stepped forward quickly, and said, "We don't want you to block out some fixed color at all; we want you to use transparent colored glass to make me a pair of glasses that can cover all colors!"

"Colored glass? Cover all colors?" True to being an eyewear vendor, the old man immediately understood what she meant and asked in amazement, "Won't it just be that once you put on such glasses, you'll only be able to see the single color imparted by the lenses? Life wouldn't be very convenient that way, would it?"

"The old man need not worry. Our lord here needs these glasses for a special purpose, not for daily life!" Shizune explained with a smile.

"That's right, old man, can your shop make them or not?" Yizhe asked urgently, since Tsunade's glasses were, after all, tied to his hand injury!

At those words, the old man shook his head incessantly, grinning from ear to ear.

"Old man, can you make them or not? At least give us a word!" Tsunade asked patiently.

She didn't fly off the handle over the old man's dawdling; instead, she conversed with him calmly and peacefully.

After all, she wasn't a total violent extremist.

Watching Tsunade's harmonious demeanor from the side, Yizhe quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why must you make things so complicated!" The store manager answered with a shaking head and a smile.

"Huh?" All three of them were filled with doubt and confusion.

"Sigh!" The old man let out a sigh, pointed to the glasses display stands behind him, and said with a helpless expression, "Look! Aren't those right there ready-made? What need is there to have them custom-made!"

"That is..."

Yizhe followed the old man's fingertips and saw that on the rows of glasses racks behind him sat pairs of black-lensed spectacles.

At a single glance, he recognized them as sunglasses!

Thwack!

Yizhe gave himself a big slap on the face.

"Eh?" Tsunade saw him give himself a slap, covered her mouth, tried hard to hold back her laughter, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Shizune and the store manager also looked at Yizhe with smiles all over their faces, waiting to see how he would explain.

"I'm too stupid!" Yizhe slumped to the ground with a thud, clutched his forehead, and muttered quietly, "There was no need at all to look for colored glass to custom-make plano glasses; buying a pair of sunglasses directly would have solved it!"

"I really am too stupid!" He shook his head and mocked himself once more.

"It's fine!" Shizune squatted down and comforted him with a smile, "We aren't blaming you, no need to beat yourself up! No matter what, you're the one who ultimately solved Lord Tsunade's problem!"

"Old man, can I go inside and take a closer look?" Tsunade looked at the rows of glasses behind the manager and asked with a hint of excitement.

Originally, she hadn't cared whether the glasses looked good or not, because she was only using them for the convenience of medical work.

It was just that now, with so many pretty sunglasses to choose from, her feminine vanity had flared up, and naturally she wanted to pick out the one that suited her best.

"Go ahead, step right in!" The store manager welcomed her into the back area with a beaming smile.

Only, there were simply too many glasses on the racks, and as she picked and chose left and right, her eyes got dazzled, and she genuinely had no idea which one to pick.

As it turned out, having too many choices was also a kind of trouble!

"Shizune!" Tsunade called out.

"Yes?"

"Which pair do you think looks better on me?" Tsunade asked her, holding a pair of glasses in each hand.

These were the two pairs she had finally selected after a thousand choices. Yet she liked both pairs and simply couldn't make up her mind.

Cupped in Tsunade's palms were two pairs of sunglasses with red and black frames respectively. The lenses were large, and wearing them would presumably cover about half her face.

"Hmm..." Shizune looked left and right, but she couldn't make up her mind either.

Suddenly, she pointed to the side where Yizhe was standing with folded arms watching the fun, and said, "My lord, why don't you ask for his opinion?"

The moment he saw Shizune point at him, Yizhe felt a bad premonition; she had kicked this difficult problem right over to him.

Sure enough, Tsunade gazed at him with burning eyes and asked excitedly, "Brat, which pair of glasses do you think matches me better?"

Regarding this question, Yizhe knew clearly that no matter how he answered, there would be flaws. Once Tsunade grew tired of the pair bought today in the future, he would be in for a miserable time.

Therefore, the best answer to this question was that both were good.

"Since Lord Tsunade likes them, why don't we just buy both pairs of glasses and be done with it! You can just take turns wearing them in the future, my lord!" he suggested righteously.

"Mm!" Tsunade nodded, finding great reason in his words, and asked the store manager, "How much are these glasses?"

"Three thousand for one, six thousand for two!" the old man said with a smile.

Good heavens! What a rip-off! Hearing the old man's quote, Yizhe felt his heart bleeding. The money that had just been extorted from him by Tsunade this morning was simply gone by half just like that.

In the end, after some back-and-forth bargaining between the two sides, they bought the two pairs of sunglasses from the old man for the price of five thousand.