On a street corner in Konoha stood a sign that could be called conspicuous, yet also rather discreet.
Two large, perfectly clear words were written on it:
Buying dicks.
Below them, several lines of smaller text provided detailed instructions.
Signs like this often appeared on Konoha's streets, and even in other cities.
But despite having been up for so long, they had attracted virtually no interest.
What decent man would sell his own precious member?
Today, however, someone had written a line on the sign in reply:
Come find me in this city. I have a spare Revolver for sale.
The news reached Sarutobi Tōgo's ears in an instant.
Upon hearing it, Sarutobi Tōgo immediately began scratching his head and ears.
"Hehahahaha! Someone's finally willing to sell?
Hehahaha!"
Ever since he had been crippled, Sarutobi Tōgo had been trying to buy one of these things.
But out of concern for his reputation and the law, he had always done it in secret.
With Hiruzen Sarutobi also constantly making him hide, he had never encountered anyone who genuinely wanted to sell a Revolver.
Until today, when someone had finally responded again.
Although a handful of people had responded before, their Revolvers
had either been toxic or too old, utterly unusable.
Upon receiving the news, Sarutobi Tōgo excitedly hurried to the specified city.
His legs had already recovered considerably.
At the location the seller had left, Sarutobi Tōgo met a tall young man.
Sarutobi Tōgo first sized the man up. Although his face was covered, he could tell he was very young.
Sarutobi Tōgo nodded in satisfaction.
Then his gaze involuntarily drifted toward the location of the seller's Revolver for a closer inspection.
This seller was, of course, Bieshu Feifan.
Being stared at like that by Sarutobi Tōgo sent a chill of