Kakuzu: Hello, boss!

In the frigid winter of the Land of Fire, the biting north wind howled as if to freeze the entire world. Pure white snowflakes drifted down from the sky, draping the earth in a silver coat, creating a scene as beautiful as a poem or a painting.

In a quiet village near the Land of Fire, a hot pot restaurant stands out vibrantly in the cold weather.

The restaurant was bustling with people, steaming hot, and the aroma of hot pot filled the air, making mouths water. Diners enjoyed the delicious food in the warm and cozy environment, with laughter and chatter rising and falling.

However, in a corner sat a person who stood out from the crowd.

His long hair cascaded down his shoulders, the jet-black strands falling loosely. A black robe clung tightly to his body, revealing only a pair of green eyes that gleamed with a mysterious light.

He sat there quietly, holding a stack of wanted posters, carefully flipping through them. With each poster he turned, he would frown slightly and mutter to himself, "The bounties on these posters are far too low; they're not worth my time at all!"

The waiters at the door noticed this strange man. They secretly sized him up and began to whisper among themselves.

"Look at that guy, he doesn't seem to be a local, does he? He's dressed like that, and he keeps flipping through those bounty posters. I wonder what he's thinking."

"Yeah, they've been sitting there all morning without ordering anything."

"That's strange. I wonder what he's doing. Is he waiting for someone?"

"But we've waited so long, and no one has come looking for him."

They were filled with curiosity about this strange man, but dared not disturb him easily, after all, his appearance was quite frightening, making them hesitant to approach him.

As time went by, the hot pot restaurant became increasingly full of customers.

"Could someone go and remind that guest to move their seat?"

"Yes, the store is so busy that there are no seats left for other customers."

"I really didn't dare go up to him; he looked too scary."

"Don't look at me! I don't dare either!"

"How about we decide this with rock-paper-scissors?"

"It's a deal."

"Agree!"

After a tense duel, a beautiful and cheerful waitress emerged victorious. She took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and slowly walked towards the mysterious guest.

"Honorable guest, would you like to order something?" Her tone was soft and pleasant, her face smiling, and her manner impeccable.

As the waiter's voice, as melodious as a nightingale's song in spring, Kakuzu slowly put down the bounty poster in his hand and raised his head.

Although the woman opposite him trembled and her eyes were filled with terror, he seemed oblivious. His slender fingers lightly pointed to the menu on the table, and he calmly ordered, "Prepare one of each of these dishes for me."

A big question mark appeared above the girl's head. She looked at the mysterious guest sitting alone in a corner and asked uncertainly, "Are you sure you want everything?"

Kakuzu frowned slightly, a sharp glint in his eyes. "What? Can't one person order that much? There's no such rule written here!"

"I'm so sorry!" The waitress's voice trembled slightly as she hurriedly bowed and apologized.

Mom! This person is really scary!

While the distance was tolerable, once one got close, the menacing killing intent was like a violent storm, sending chills down one's spine.

This is clearly a ninja with exceptional skills, but it is unknown which country he belongs to.

At this time of war and turmoil, she learned from the shopkeeper that several major powers were jointly besieging Konoha. Fortunately, the war had not yet spread to the surrounding villages and towns, but the tense atmosphere was still unsettling.

If it weren't for the store manager's assurances of safety, the generous salary, and the fact that she had a grandmother to support, she would have already considered leaving, wanting to go home and relax until things calmed down before making any further plans.

"I'm so sorry, we'll prepare it for you right away. So, what kind of broth would you like?" the waitress mustered her courage and continued to ask.

"Suit yourself." The strange guest kept his head down, his gaze fixed on the bounty poster in his hand.

"Understood!" The waitress seemed to have regained her freedom and hurriedly left.

The biting winter wind sliced through the air like a sharp blade, seemingly determined to strip away every bit of warmth from one's very bones.

Koki pushed open the door of his family's hot pot restaurant, and was greeted by a bone-chilling cold. He involuntarily rubbed his hands together and muttered to himself, "This cold wind is truly biting."

The winters here are really cold! Even though Koki is already a ninja, she still hasn't gotten used to the weather.

The restaurant was filled with the warm and enticing aroma of hot pot. The manager, who was waiting by the door, immediately spotted Koki and stood up with a respectful expression.

With just a glance from Koki, the shop manager understood his meaning, so he didn't go over to disturb him and continued to warmly serve the other guests.

Koki's gaze slowly swept across the store, taking in the lively scene and the customers' laughter and chatter. He nodded in satisfaction.

Then, Koki walked straight to the person in the corner and plopped down next to him without hesitation.

Kakuzu abruptly raised his head, looking at the barely grown-up kid in front of him. A flash of displeasure crossed his eyes, his pupils narrowed, and his tone was cold and hard. "If you don't want to die, then get out of here!"

However, Koki was not swayed by Kakuzu's threat. He maintained his smile and calmly said, "I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to treat your sugar daddy like this?"

Upon hearing this, Kakuzu's expression changed drastically, as if he had remembered something crucial. His face filled with shock, he asked, "Could it be that you are?"

Koki nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

Kakuzu immediately stood up, bowed respectfully, and then called out loudly, "Good morning, boss!"

His voice resonated throughout the shop, instantly attracting the attention of all the customers, whose gazes were drawn to the two of them like moths to a flame.

Koki covered his face in despair, inwardly groaning. He quickly gestured for Kakuzu to sit down and whispered, "What are you doing? Why are you shouting so loudly? Do you want everyone to know?"

Kakuzu lowered his head, a hint of apology flashing across his face. "I'm sorry, boss, I really lost control of my emotions."

Amidst the treacherous world of ninjas, Kakuzu, with his unique style, moves effortlessly between various factions.

Three years ago, on a seemingly uneventful day, Kakuzu was deeply mired in the endless pursuit and shrewd calculations of wealth.

Suddenly, a mysterious person found him.