Sitting at Home

"Son, put more meat in my meals from now on. Your dad is still growing."

Bieshu Feifan gave his newfound fat son another instruction.

Then he went off to cultivate in peace.

Ninjas were truly formidable. Bieshu Feifan simply could not understand how those ninja villages could tolerate a daimyo lording it over them.

After turning it over in his mind, he came to accept it.

This was the Shinobi World, after all. Most ninjas did not think too much.

Those who did, with their poor education, mostly ended up becoming rogue ninjas.

Bieshu Feifan stayed there for over half a month.

His newfound fat son finally found the Genjutsu scrolls Bieshu Feifan wanted.

Although they were all the most basic jutsu, they were still immensely precious to Bieshu Feifan as he was now.

"Good work, son."

Bieshu Feifan offered sincere praise. Then, seeing that his newfound son had not left, he asked curiously,

"Son, is there something else?"

By now, after Bieshu Feifan's daily hypnosis, the middle-aged fat man saw nothing wrong with calling a seven- or eight-year-old brat Dad.

Seeing Bieshu Feifan look his way, he hurriedly replied,

"Here's the thing, Dad. You've hardly gone out these days. My wives, concubines, and servants have been grumbling about me wasting money on you. I thought you could come out and let them see you, to make things a little easier for your son. Hehe."

At this, Bieshu Feifan frowned. He had rather overlooked the other people in this household. He needed to deal with them.

"All right. Tomorrow, if they're still unhappy about anything, I'll go meet them. We're all family. It wouldn't be good to have a falling-out."

Hearing Bieshu Feifan's answer, the middle-aged fat man immediately beamed.

"Thanks, Dad. I'll go have a proper word with those women who think you're dead."

Once his newfound son left, Bieshu Feifan continued training until late into the night.

Bieshu Feifan quietly got up once again and first went to his newfound son's room.

He pried open the man's eyelids and hypnotized him again.

Then he sneaked into the rooms of the man's wives, concubines, and servants, hypnotizing them one by one.

Looking at his newfound son's dozen or so young, beautiful wives, Bieshu Feifan clicked his tongue in admiration.

Unfortunately, he was only seven now, and his body would not allow it. Otherwise, he would have had some fun.

Sure enough, no one came to trouble Bieshu Feifan in the days that followed.

It seemed his newly learned Genjutsu was pretty good.

By now, Bieshu Feifan had quite a few jutsu: two Fire Release techniques, one Wind Release technique, and several basic Genjutsu. He had also more or less mastered the Three Basic Jutsu.

Bieshu Feifan was satisfied, but not satisfied enough.

"Son!"

Bieshu Feifan shouted, and his newfound fat son immediately came running.

"Dad, what are your orders this time?"

"Go collect more jutsu. As long as they're not duplicates, your dad wants them, no matter what kind they are. But remember to keep it discreet. Don't flaunt your wealth."

"Understood, Dad. Your son has been in business for decades. Rest assured, I'll handle it."

Looking at his very dutiful newfound son, Bieshu Feifan felt quite pleased. This fat man was genuinely rich and reliable, too.

If possible, he might as well actually take him as a godson later. That would also give him somewhere to retire.

For now, though, training still came first.

Konoha's jutsu were good, but the requirements for obtaining them were too high.

With Bieshu Feifan's fighting ability, if he followed the usual process of earning them, he probably would not see the legendary Scroll of Seals in his lifetime.

Bieshu Feifan stayed another half month or so and got the hang of Wind Release Ninjutsu.

Together with the basic jutsu his newfound son had found, Bieshu Feifan now truly met all the requirements for a Genin.

Once he became proficient in these basic jutsu, he would be able to take on an ordinary Chunin.

During this time, his newfound son bought Bieshu Feifan the Sealing Technique, the Unsealing Technique, the Summoning Technique, and so on, purchasing a whole assortment.

Naturally, Bieshu Feifan accepted them all. There was no need to stand on ceremony with his own son.

Besides these simple basic jutsu, his newfound son also managed to unearth a rather good technique,

Wind Release: Bubble Technique.

Although this was only a no-name jutsu, it could turn wind-nature chakra into bubbles that could coat other objects.

Although its main function was cleaning, Bieshu Feifan immediately thought of Danzo's Wind Release: Vacuum Blade.

Wind Release: Vacuum Blade could coat weapons with chakra and was powerful in both close combat and ranged attacks.

He could not get his hands on Vacuum Blade, but this technique seemed to have a similar use.

After staying a while longer, Bieshu Feifan genuinely felt this place was pretty good.

His strength really was improving quickly, especially his Genjutsu. By now, Bieshu Feifan could drop several ordinary people with a single glance. He no longer needed to wait until night and secretly pry open people's eyes to use it.

Taking this newfound son had not been for nothing.

That day, his newfound son came again and knocked on the door of Bieshu Feifan's training room.

"Dad, the city guards are here. They say they want to see you."

Bieshu Feifan, who was practicing jutsu, abruptly stood up at this.

Had the Land of Wind's authorities finally noticed something amiss after all this time?

As a ninja from the Land of Fire, Bieshu Feifan would never risk meeting the Land of Wind's city guards.

Bieshu Feifan immediately packed his valuables and slipped out of his newfound son's home without a sound.

The middle-aged fat man knocked for a long while without receiving any response. Finally, he worked up his courage and pushed the door open.

"Dad, I'm coming in."

But when he opened the door and looked inside, his dad was nowhere to be seen.

Even the valuable furniture in the room was gone.

It was daytime, so Bieshu Feifan did not dare leave his newfound son's home openly.

Instead, he found a corner to hide in, activated his Byakugan, and looked toward the front gate of his newfound son's home.

The visitors were two ninjas in flak jackets. People from Sunagakure?

Judging by the amount of chakra flowing through their bodies, they were at most on the level of Konoha Chunin.

They were not too much of a threat. He could escape.

Meanwhile, having failed to find Bieshu Feifan, the middle-aged fat man broke into a cold sweat and reluctantly went out to meet the two Sunagakure ninjas.

Bieshu Feifan hid in the shadows, watching how things would unfold.

Although he could not see clearly with the Byakugan, Bieshu Feifan could see his newfound son bowing and scraping before the two Sand Ninja.

Finally, one of the Sand Ninja took out a kunai and threw it, pinning it behind the middle-aged fat man.

Only after the middle-aged fat man fell to the ground in fright did that Sand Ninja beckon and recall the kunai.

At first, Bieshu Feifan thought nothing of the sight.

But suddenly, Bieshu Feifan's eyes went wide.

This was not a cultivation world. There were no means of controlling flying swords, and the way that Sand Ninja had recalled his kunai just now...

It was Magnet Release.

The possibility suddenly occurred to Bieshu Feifan, and his breathing immediately quickened.

Since the two Sand Ninja had not met the middle-aged fat man's dad, they ultimately extorted a large amount of gold and silver from his household.

When the fat man returned to his room looking somewhat dejected, a voice suddenly came from behind him. "Who were they?"

Hearing the familiar voice, the middle-aged fat man immediately rose and turned around. When he saw Bieshu Feifan, the gloom on his face vanished.

"Dad, where did you go just now?"

Bieshu Feifan patted his newfound son's shoulder.

"I went out to take care of something. First, tell me who those two were. Why did they suddenly want to see me?"

The fat man gave a long sigh.

"Dad, the war has been going on for years. Sunagakure's ninjas are almost all dead. The daimyo has been taxing us heavily to support the war. A while back, although I kept a low profile while buying jutsu, I was still discovered."

At this point, the fat man sighed again before continuing.

"Those two ninjas are both relatives of the daimyo. They're city guards here in the capital.

Dad, don't do anything rash. We can't afford to offend the daimyo.

Although there are far fewer ninjas in the city now, those who were allowed to stay are all capable people the daimyo trusts.

They wanted to see you for the same reason they wanted to see me, really. Money."

Bieshu Feifan smiled.

"Don't worry. Your dad knows his limits. But tell me more about the one who threw the kunai."

"That one? The daimyo's nephew, our family's business rival, and a powerful ninja, Itadori Daiji."

"What else? What jutsu does he use?"

"Dad, don't do anything rash. Our family really can't afford to provoke him."

"I know. Cut the chatter. What jutsu does he use?"

The fat man took a deep breath and looked somewhat suspiciously at his young dad.

"I don't know about jutsu, but apparently, he learned his from Lord Kazekage. I heard that if the Kazekage hadn't needed money for the war, he wouldn't have wanted to teach this nephew of the daimyo at all."

Hearing this, Bieshu Feifan nearly drooled. A jutsu learned from the Kazekage-it absolutely had to be Magnet Release.

Bieshu Feifan had already planned to leave, but he had not expected to encounter such a fine gift.

Seeing Bieshu Feifan's greedy gaze, the middle-aged fat man tugged his sleeve, his face full of worry.

"Dad, our family has so much at stake. You really won't do anything rash?"

Bieshu Feifan stepped onto a raised platform and patted his newfound son's head.

"Don't worry. Is your dad the impulsive type?"

Ignoring his still-suspicious newfound son, Bieshu Feifan returned to the training room.

He began plotting to obtain this special Magnet Release chakra.

By now, Bieshu Feifan had more or less figured it out: Kekkei Genkai were probably all special types of chakra.

And right now, there were not many ninjas in the Land of Wind's capital, while most of the experts had gone to fight on the front lines.