Have you no shame?

Running low on big-sister energy (content).

That really was a line brimming with yandere vibes. Under Chinatsu's tutelage, Sasuke hadn't become an edgy show-off, but he seemed to be gradually heading down the yandere path...

Compared to Sasuke, Naruto seemed much better, though the change in him was still obvious when compared to his usual self.

Time ticked away, every second an ordeal. Far away in another country, Chinatsu also felt that every minute and every second was torture.

Traveling was just... too boring!

Something this boring would never fly in a manga or anime. It would absolutely send the ratings plummeting!

And unlike Konoha, wasn't Kumogakure way too damn hot?

Chinatsu fanned herself with her hand in place of a folding paper fan. Compared to Konoha, the seasonal climates in the other countries were downright abnormal. Its relatively mild temperatures were another major advantage Konoha had.

And so, after enduring the torment of boredom, Chinatsu finally arrived on the outskirts of Kumogakure. She immediately took off her pure white dress, changed into black clothes for her disguise, and put on a mask.

Finally, time to get to work!

Just jot down a few things, then head back!

Chinatsu took out a notebook and a black pen, switching into paparazzi mode.

But what news was there in Kumogakure? Even Chinatsu could more or less guess what was going through those meatheads' minds. Besides, she was a transmigrator, standing on the shoulders of a giant-the original story.

If Chinatsu had to name a bombshell story about Kumogakure, it would probably only be their secret development of a "planet-busting cannon"...

That thing could even blast the moon apart in the movie. Surely that was explosive enough? The problem was that it definitely didn't exist at this point in the timeline. The project probably hadn't even been proposed yet.

Chinatsu sighed helplessly and casually noted down assorted odds and ends, such as what Kumogakure's residents usually talked about. After she tidied up their remarks a little, they became this version.

Kumogakure's humiliating defeat against Konoha has become the biggest topic of discussion in the international community lately. Let's take a look at what the ninja of Kumogakure think.

Ninja A: We lost just like that? What a disgrace! We'd have been better off going over there and fighting! Have we no shame?

Ninja B: Our Raikage really do get worse with every generation. Have they changed anything? It's the same old stuff with a new label! Konoha's declining, and we're still stuck in second place?

Ninja C: Fine, we launched a sneak attack on Konoha, but that was all the manpower we sent? And were those guys even capable of pulling it off? No! They didn't have what it took, you understand?

Ninja D: We've lost to Konoha. Next we'll lose to Iwagakure, then Kirigakure, then Sunagakure. Absolutely shameless...

All of the above had been rewritten in Chinatsu's own words. They hadn't actually been quite that blunt, but to her, it meant pretty much the same thing.

The pen in Chinatsu's hand flew across her notebook, scratching down everything above. Hiruzen Sarutobi wouldn't know whether these remarks were real anyway. Besides, she wasn't just making things up. She was only exaggerating a tiny bit.

"Great! That's what I'll write. I'm not the one who'll have to worry about it~"

Once Chinatsu finished writing, she snapped the notebook shut and let out a devilish laugh.

A week away.

One hour of work.

Chinatsu, you really outdid yourself.

"Time to wrap things up... Hmm, maybe I should see if there are any local specialties here first? I've been away so long, I ought to bring something back."

Muttering to herself, Chinatsu looked toward Kumogakure's streets. She honestly couldn't remember what local specialties the village had.

After mulling it over, Chinatsu simply decided to act. She adjusted her disguise a little and slipped unobtrusively into the crowd.

As soon as she entered Kumogakure's food street, she understood what their local specialties were.

Beef! Un-bull-ievably good! Premium beef, a meathead's favorite!

Fine liquor! Better than heaven! One drink, and even a meathead's eyes would roll back!

Although Chinatsu didn't really drink, beef was a viable option. In the wilderness survival show she'd loved watching in her previous life, Bear Grylls would pick up practically any little thing and say it had more protein than beef. Even so, beef was still one of the healthy, highly nutritious meats.

"Maybe I'll buy some beef to take back? Naruto and Sasuke are both still growing. They need better food to go with all that hard training. And I also want to... grow a little taller..."

Chinatsu muttered to herself, then couldn't help rising onto her tiptoes. She wasn't even 160 centimeters tall yet, only somewhere in the 150s.

For a thirteen-year-old girl, that height was nothing to be ashamed of. The problem was that Chinatsu wasn't satisfied with it and was quite worried.

As an adult, Sasuke would reach 180.2 centimeters, while Naruto would reach 180 centimeters.

Chinatsu didn't want to end up too short. It would be bad enough if she couldn't use the Tathagata Palm to pat them into submission, but she might even risk having them use the Tathagata Palm to press down on her head instead.

At least! At least! I have to be over 160 centimeters at the very least!

Chinatsu's eyes filled with fighting spirit, blazing flames burning within them.

She strode into a beef shop, and the owner immediately greeted his new customer with a smile.

There were three reasons for this.

One, a customer meant business.

Two, the customer was a budding beauty.

Three, she was a ninja.

The ninja Forehead Protector she'd picked up off the ground proved useful again. Wearing it meant Chinatsu didn't even need a particularly sophisticated disguise. Of course, she still had to be careful. There was always the risk of accidentally running into Yugito Nii...

"Miss Ninja? Are you here to buy beef? How much do you need? Lean cuts or fatty cuts? Would you like bones?"

The beef shop owner greeted Chinatsu with a smile. As a homebody, she hadn't known much about ordinary beef in her previous life, let alone the premium beef in the world of Naruto. She was completely clueless.

In this sort of situation, it would be easy for a seller to trick her into buying beef that wasn't worth the price.

But one thing was different from her previous life. Back then, she'd only been an ordinary middle-class person. After transmigrating into this world, she was a multimillionaire with the financial resources of a top clan at her disposal!

Feigning composure, Chinatsu took a thick stack of Land of Lightning banknotes she'd prepared beforehand out of her luggage. For a moment, the beef shop owner's pupils seemed to quake.

"Sir, I'll take both lean meat and beef. Please give me your very best. I'm sure you'll make the right choice, for the sake of these banknotes~" Chinatsu said with the air of a big spender, casually waving the money.

Crush them with overwhelming financial power!

Use money to exert pressure and inspire fear!

Chinatsu: If you dare sell me fake goods, I might just bury your shop under money~

Beef shop owner: U-understood!!!