"This young fellow is quite the looker-tall, handsome, and distinguished. Even his build is much sturdier than my man's."
"Young fellow, I can only handle one cup, you know. Why not come inside for a little drink? I won't charge you."
"Why are you going over there? Aren't my assets more to your liking than hers?"
On a dark street somewhere in the Land of Sound.
Liumu used the Transformation Technique to change his appearance.
But he never expected that a look he had chosen at random would immediately attract the attention of quite a few young... women nearby.
Amid their tugging and pulling, the inexperienced Liumu finally escaped after sacrificing a section of his sleeve to preserve his chastity.
"Your man, huh? With how desperate you were just now, even ten kidneys wouldn't keep him alive."
Liumu spat hard, straightened his decidedly disheveled clothes, and headed toward the center of the Land of Sound.
The Land of Sound was a small country, nothing like the thriving Konoha, which had a giant like the Land of Fire behind it.
The more impoverished a place was, the more prevalent this sort of flesh trade tended to be.
It was a tragedy for the entire country, and for each individual.
Everyone wanted to get ahead and make a living with their own two hands, but they were just like these people in the Land of Sound.
They had no choice.
They knew no ninjutsu, were not ninja, and lived under such harsh conditions. In circumstances like these, certain unavoidable reasons led them astray onto this path they had no choice but to take.
In everyday life, Liumu was no stubborn tsundere, nor did he look down on anyone.
It was simply his own convictions that kept him from lingering in such