Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

Uchiha Izuna's funeral banquet was held in a restaurant in the center of the Land of Waves's themed street.

This five-star hotel, built with investment from the Daimyo of the Land of Waves, boasts ceilings nearly matching those of the Hokage Building. It's the most prestigious venue for banquets in Konoha, and even ranks among the top hotels in the entire Land of Fire.
At this moment, the hotel entrance was filled with wreaths, and Uchiha Gin had specially set up a large table nearby for welcoming guests and collecting monetary gifts.

He was dressed in black mourning clothes, with a white flower pinned to his chest, and stood in front of the table greeting relatives and friends who had come to attend the funeral banquet.

What surprised the guests was another person sitting behind the table who was responsible for registering the condolence money.

"Gintoki, please accept my condolences."

Sarutobi Sasuke, over sixty years old, walked up to Uchiha Gin with the help of his clansmen, took out the money he had prepared beforehand, and handed it to Senju Hisami, who was in charge of registration.

"Swish, swish, swish~"

With a blank expression, Senju Hisama, suppressing the nausea caused by her past PTSD from counting money, carefully counted the gift money from Sarutobi Sasuke.
"Sarutobi Sasuke, one million ryo."

"Sasuke is in jail! Please come in! Please come in!"

Upon hearing that the amount of money given as a gift was roughly the same as what he had expected, Uchiha Gin rubbed his hands together with a beaming smile and extended an invitation.

As soon as Sarutobi Sasuke stepped into the hotel, he heard a strong voice calling his name.
"Sasuke, over here!"

Turning his head, he saw that Kenichi Shimura and the others had already saved a spot for him.
"Kenichi, you guys are here pretty early."

After sitting down, Sarutobi Sasuke looked curiously at the people at his table.
"Hmph~ This is such a great thing, mmm mmm mmm."

Kenjiro Shimura grinned widely, almost bursting into laughter, but the quick-thinking pineapple-headed boy next to him immediately covered his wide mouth.

"Xianyi, be careful with your words."

After being reminded, he looked around and found that everyone around him was a conjunctivitis sufferer dressed in mourning clothes. Kenichi Shimura then pursed his lips and stopped spouting nonsense, but the joy in his eyes only increased.
With Uchiha Izuna's sudden death, the Uchiha meat processing plant's operations will definitely be affected, which presents a golden opportunity for their Shimura meat processing plant to turn things around.
He has already issued orders to offer massive discounts during the seven-day mourning period for Uchiha Izuna, in an effort to regain the market share lost in one fell swoop.

This time, we, the Shimura clan, will definitely take back what we've lost!
"Sigh~ I never thought I'd get to eat at Gintoki's feast in this lifetime."

Compared to the spirited Kenichi Shimura, Shinji Akimichi seemed somewhat dejected, looking at the hundreds of round tables in the hall with a sigh of regret.
"It's a pity it's not a wedding banquet."

"That curly-haired guy deserves to be single forever."

Recalling the extreme humiliation that Uchiha Gin had inflicted on him, Shimura Kenichi's face turned extremely gloomy.

"You're so old, why are you still holding grudges from back then? Wasn't your Danzo trained by him?"

Seeing his childhood friend's indignant face, Sarutobi Sasuke shook his head with a smile in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Kenichi Shimura's expression softened somewhat, and the hatred in his eyes visibly subsided.

"Humph~"

"By the way, aren't you all curious about how Senju Hisa got involved with the Uchiha clan?"

Just then, Minako Yama, who was sitting demurely, suddenly spoke up, her eyes full of gossip.

Indeed, women's love of gossip has nothing to do with age.

"That curly-haired guy would entrust such an important task as collecting money to Senju Hisama; there must be some shady dealings between the two of them."

He started spouting nonsense without hesitation. Kenichi Shimura, with a sly grin, winked at the men present, his lewdness blatantly obvious.
"not that simple."

The unknown pineapple-headed man, stroking his chin, shook his head with a serious expression.

If it were just a simple illicit relationship, that would be fine. But if it involved the Senju and Uchiha clans, who were once irreconcilable enemies, joining forces, these newly established ninja alliance members would be in for a lot of trouble.
It's important to understand that although the Senju clan disbanded, they didn't disappear. They are still found in various professions throughout Konoha, simply having relinquished the surname they once considered prestigious.

With just a single command from Senju Hisama, that terrifying army that once struck fear into the hearts of all the ninja clans could be assembled at any time.

With the Uchiha clan now possessing considerable wealth, it's not impossible for the two clans to recapture the glory days of Konoha's founding, where they were the dominant force.

"You're overthinking it. Maybe Senju Hisami is just here to help. After all, her father and Uchiha Izuna are close friends, right?"

The person who said this became somewhat uncertain towards the end.

The love-hate relationship between Uchiha Izuna and Senju Tobirama was known to everyone in the village.

There were rumors that Izuna Uchiha relinquished the title of Third Hokage and left for distant lands entirely because of Tobirama Senju's death in battle.
"hiss"

As Senju Hisa was registering the monetary contributions, she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine and instinctively shivered. Looking up at the bright, sun-drenched sky, her eyes were filled with confusion.
Is this body still too weak?

"White Hair, have you figured it out yet?"

Uchiha Gin glanced at his watch; it was almost time to start the banquet. Everyone who was supposed to arrive should have already come, and it was time to settle the bill.

"Most of the people on your list have arrived, except for..."

Senju Hisami quickly glanced through the list prepared by Uchiha Gin, her brows furrowing slightly.
"Silver Three Three~"

The bad guy is here.
"You're the only ones left. Hurry up and pay your fees so you can go in and eat."

Turning to look at the late-arriving Konoha F6, Uchiha Gin rolled his eyes and waved for them to hurry up.
"Sorry, we just had a quick meeting."

Hiruzen Sarutobi explained with a face full of apology.

That's right, they even held a special meeting to discuss how much to give as a wedding gift, and what serious consequences would result from giving too little.
As he spoke, he took out the prepared condolence money from his pocket.
The others followed suit, pulling out envelopes of roughly the same thickness.
"give her."

Pointing to Senju Hisama behind him, Uchiha Gin looked at Uchiha Kagami, whose face was filled with sorrow, and asked, "..."

"Jingzai, when did you get back? Is the patrol over?"

The last time he saw Uchiha Kagami was half a year ago.

After the war, Jingzi, as the village secretary, took the initiative to assume the important task of patrolling, leading the Konoha ninja forces to patrol the entire border of the Land of Fire to prevent a repeat of the previous tragedy.

"I just got back this morning."

Jingzai, looking haggard, bit her lip, her tone heavy.

When he received the news during his inspection, he initially thought it was Gin Uchiha joking with him.

But as one tragic news after another came from family members, he was forced to accept the truth.

Uchiha Izuna,
The vice-head of the Uchiha clan,
The strongest man in Konoha Village?

He died of food poisoning.

"Go in, sit at Fugaku's table, and comfort that kid."

Patting Mirror on the shoulder, Uchiha Gin gave him a tearful plea.
"Monkey, how did Senju Hisana get involved with the Uchiha clan?"

The moment Danzo entered the hotel, he began to whisper crickets in Hiruzen Sarutobi's ear.

"how could I know?"

Hiruzen Sarutobi was swamped with work lately, so he had no time to keep an eye on the Uchiha clan.
"Don't you think those two are amazing? Tsk tsk tsk, the Leaf Village's Silver Wolves truly live up to their name!"

The power of genetics is undeniable. Danzo's eyes darted around, and his speed in spreading rumors surpassed even his master's.

Now that you mention it, it doesn't seem impossible.

The reserved yet stoic Mitokado Homura pushed up his glasses, concealing his eyes, which were blazing with gossip.
"That's right~"

"hiss"

At the same time, Uchiha Gin, who was urging Senju Hisama to check the accounts, felt a chill run down his spine.
Why do I feel like someone is chirping on my back?

Frowning in confusion, Uchiha Gin was still wondering which fool was gossiping about him behind his back when Senju Hisami stood up first.
"I've finished calculating. It totals three hundred and forty-six million, five hundred and eighty-seven thousand two hundred and ninety-nine taels." She stretched her slightly stiff fingers, pushed the neatly arranged monetary gift forward, and a relieved expression appeared on her face.
"I've given you the money for the wedding gift, and I've even settled the accounts for you. Now, should you finally tell me the real cause of Uchiha Izuna's death?"

How much did you give as a gift?

After pocketing the table full of banknotes, Uchiha Gin didn't answer. Instead, he asked with great interest, "..."

"Eighty-seven thousand two hundred and nineteen."

Senju Hisama's expression stiffened, and she slowly uttered a long string of numbers that sounded like a lot, but were actually pitifully few.

"No wonder there's so much change. We're brothers here, how could you possibly give such a small amount?"

Uchiha Gin shook his head with a look of disappointment. "My brothers and I are of one heart. You're trying to outsmart your brothers?"
"I have no money left. This is all I have left."

She wasn't lying. To cultivate clones, Senju Hisa had already spent all her savings, leaving her with only 80,000 taels of silver.
If Uchiha Gin hadn't invited her to help, she would have already gone out on missions to earn money for food.

"Besides, I don't owe you any money."

Looking at Uchiha Gin's mercenary face, Senju Hisami pursed her lips. She had never married and had no children; she could swear on her life that she never owed anyone money for weddings or other gifts.

"Fine, I'll let you off this time."

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Gin scratched his head. He had indeed never given any money or gifts to this white-haired guy, not even at the previous fake funeral.
"That's pretty much it."

Just when Senju Hisama thought he was about to become a human, Uchiha Gin pulled out a piece of white paper and said in a very rough and unnatural manner,

"Give me an IOU, and consider this 80,000 yuan as interest on an advance payment."

Boom!

Senju Hiiro's fist hardened.
"Hurry up, the feast is about to begin!"

"Okay, okay, I'll write it!"

Snatching the sheet of paper from Uchiha Gin, Senju Hisami wrote with lightning speed, quickly producing a standard IOU.

"Pretty efficient, huh? Let me see, the repayment date is my funeral?"

Uchiha Gin, who had been nodding calmly just a moment ago, suddenly turned extremely ugly the next second.
"You wanted a wedding gift, right? I reckon you'll probably never get married in this lifetime. You'll only be able to pay it back at your funeral. Don't worry, I'll definitely pay you back with interest then."

Seeing Uchiha Gin's slightly flushed face, Senju Hisa smiled broadly.

She has now mastered the art of resurrection, and as long as she isn't instantly killed, she can continue to live by changing bodies until the day she no longer wants to live.
"As expected of the naturally despicable Thousand-Handed White Hair, I'll deal with him now."

"Stop wasting time, tell me the cause of Uchiha Izuna's death first."

Interrupting Uchiha Gin's rambling, Senju Hisami spoke up with a serious expression.
"Tsk~"

He clicked his tongue inwardly, casually slipped the IOU into his bag, and pondered how to appease the white-haired man before him.
"Boom!~Boom!~Boom!~"

Just then, the bell rang to signal the start of the banquet, and Uchiha Gin nodded earnestly.

Now that things have come to this, let's eat first!
"Let's eat first, and I'll tell you after we're done."

"alright."

Senju Hisa patted her sunken belly and agreed to the suggestion.

Inside the hotel, although seating was open to all, most people chose to sit around tables with close friends and family, as this allowed them to relax and chat more comfortably.

"Auntie! Over here~ Over here~"

Tsunade, who was sitting at the same table with her grandmother and younger brother, saw Senju Hisama walk in one after the other with Uchiha Gin, and quickly stood up to greet him.
"Busy working?"

After taking their seats, Senju Momoka spoke first, her eyes filled with curiosity as she looked at Senju Hisami.

She couldn't understand why her adopted niece would voluntarily help the Uchiha clan, since Hisana had never liked the Uchiha clan.

"Ah."

Senju Hisa nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping across the faces of the familiar faces at the table, finally settling on a black and white head.
"What are you doing at our table?"

"Haha~ That place was full, but I saw you had empty seats, so I came here."

Faced with his niece's questioning, Senju Itama smiled and scratched his head.

Although she wore a round fan, her heart remained that of a thousand hands.
"It's okay, board lady, we have plenty of empty seats here anyway."

Tsunade sensed Senju Itama's tension and immediately offered words of comfort.
Each table was large enough to seat ten people at a time, but the table where Senju Momoka and her group sat, including Senju Hisa who arrived later, only had five people at most, less than half the usual number.

"Sister, when will the food be served?"

The rope tree, after looking around for a long time, appeared and asked,

Are you hungry so soon?

"No, I'll just eat a couple of bites and then go find Misaka and the others."

Wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth, Rope Tree replied truthfully.
He wanted to find Mikoto, but he also didn't want to miss out on the braised pork knuckle.
"What are you running around for? You sit still and don't go anywhere."

Glaring at her restless younger brother, Tsunade warned him.
This isn't a wedding banquet. If you run into someone with conjunctivitis who's been triggered, you wouldn't even know how you died.

"Okay~"

Rope Tree shrank its neck and nodded listlessly.
"Hey~ you guys are short one person at this table, would you mind sharing a table?"

Just as the waiters were bringing out the food, a large group of people walked over. As they spoke, a figure familiarly pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Grandpa Silver?"

"Curly-haired baboon?"

Senju Itama looked at several familiar faces, led by Uchiha Gin, with a surprised expression.

"sorry for disturbance."

Following behind him, Uchiha Hikaru nodded apologetically to the people present.

"It's fine, it'll be more lively this way."

Senju Momoka smiled and shook her head. Of course, if it were anyone else, she definitely wouldn't have agreed.
"Sister Zhili, what brings you all here?"

Looking at her best friend who had come with Uchiha Gin, Senju Itama asked in confusion,
"Mr. Yin brought us here."

Uchiha Gin glanced at Uchiha Gin, who had taken his seat, and replied,
"That kid's mouth is so foul, I'm worried that sitting at the same table with him will give me Helicobacter pylori infection."

Gin Uchiha, who was greeting Tsunade and her brother, couldn't help but roll his dead fish eyes.
In the brief pause of his explanation, he reached for the sunflower seeds in front of Senju Hisama, but the seeds were snatched away by her first.
"Who gave you permission to sit at this table?"

Senju Hisa glared at the overly familiar Uchiha Gin, her face extremely sour.

"Oh dear~ Why are we talking like two different people when we're all family?"

"Get lost, who's family with you, curly-haired guy?"

Accompanying Uchiha Gin was Uchiha Eimi, who was dressed in a plain-colored long dress and exuded a mature aura.

She looked at Uchiha Gin, who was noticeably more relaxed than he had been at the main table, and smiled as she touched her chin, saying...
"Ah, ah, this table finally feels like family!" (End of Chapter)