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

"Oh?"

Inside the Hakurei Shrine, Uchiha Gin, who was carefully examining Nagato's condition, suddenly looked up. The sudden movement startled Reimu, who was intently observing nearby, nearly causing the gold bricks she was wearing to slip down her chest.
"What's wrong? Can't you figure out what's inside this child either?"

Gin Uchiha, sensing a familiar aura through his sensory radar, did not respond to Reimu's questioning. Instead, he appeared thoughtful, a faint hint of doubt in his lifeless eyes.
Why are my older cousins ​​here too?

Are you here to farm clones?

"Hey~ Hey! Can you hear me?"

Reimu, having secured the gold brick to her body, saw that Uchiha Gin was ignoring her. She immediately pouted, put her hands on her hips, and loudly questioned him in his ear.
"Don't get too close to me, your poverty is contagious."

Gin Uchiha, having withdrawn his senses, rolled his eyes and pointed a finger at Reimu's forehead, which was very close to his.
"This priestess has no shame in being poor!"

Reimu's face stiffened upon hearing this. Feeling extremely guilty, she took two steps back, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt, and whispered her protest in a voice barely audible to herself.

"I'm just advocating for thrift."

"You know best whether it's on your own chest or not."

Uchiha Gin curled his lip, escalating the issue to a personal attack.
It is well known that poverty and destitution are inextricably linked; one's wallet size is often directly proportional to their bra size.
"you!"

Upon hearing Gin Uchiha's seemingly nonsensical words, Reimu was initially taken aback. After a few seconds, realizing the meaning behind his words, her pretty face instantly flushed red, and the veins on her small hands, gripping the demon-slaying staff, bulged.

"Getting anxious? Getting anxious!"

"Oh Minos!"

"A priestess can say such things?"

Uchiha Gin stared in astonishment at Reimu's foul language. "A priestess swearing like that, isn't she afraid of the gods' wrath?"

"Dare to say I'm flat? I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

Reimu, who hates nothing more than people talking about her body, went completely insane, raising her demon-slaying staff to take down the curly-haired man in front of her.
"I can cure it."

Thump!
m (__) m
"Miracle doctor! Please don't hesitate to ask if you ever need my help!"

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After a brief but in-depth conversation, Reimu carefully hid the breast enhancement manual written by Uchiha Gin on her person, then knelt respectfully to the side.
After dealing with the impoverished and poor shrine maiden, Uchiha Gin was finally able to calmly resolve Nagato's problem.
"This mark."

A scrutinizing gaze fell upon Nagato's small, childlike hands. Uchiha Gin's brows furrowed slightly; the aura of Jigen he had just sensed emanated from this black mark.
"Seal of Sealing Evil".

After a moment's thought, he placed a finger on Nagato's palm. As the technique was activated, countless dense and complex incantations appeared on the ground, guiding Uchiha Gin towards the black markings.

Unsure whether forcibly removing the mark would harm Nagato's health, Gin Uchiha chose to suppress the power through sealing, with the Evil Sealing Seal being the most suitable method.

"hiss"

As dark red runes climbed up Nagato's body, Reimu, who was watching from the side, stared wide-eyed with curiosity.
This was the first time she had ever seen a sealing technique like this. It looked distinctly different from the sealing techniques passed down in their Land of Demons, and its sophistication was no less than the sealing techniques she possessed.

No wonder that generous curly-haired guy was able to break through her barrier; his sealing technique skills are indeed quite impressive!
"Ok?"

Just as the sealing technique was nearing its end, Gin Uchiha suddenly noticed that the mark on Nagato's palm seemed to have activated some kind of defense system, automatically initiating countermeasures.
The terrifying energy that escaped instantly disrupted the rhythm of his sealing magic seal; the dark red incantation flickered, showing signs of collapse.

"It's weird."

Seeing this incredible scene, Uchiha Gin, marveling at it, withdrew his finger, and the dark red runes of the Evil-Sealing Seal instantly faded away.

"Did you find anything?"

Reimu immediately came over, looking like a curious child.

"This thing seems to be alive."

Uchiha Gin stroked his chin and uttered a conclusion that even he himself found absurd.

The mark on Nagato's palm contained Jigen's life force, and coupled with his recent counterattack against Nagato's sealing technique, Gin Uchiha couldn't help but suspect the true identity of this inconspicuous black mark.

"what?"

Looking down at the breast enhancement manual hidden close to her chest, Reimu suddenly wondered if this thing was as unreliable as its author.

"what?"

"No, I'll try changing the lock."

Unconvinced, Uchiha Gin shook his head, his raised fingers igniting with a faint blue light, and his deep, mutated Byakugan unleashed a terrifying power that sent shivers down one's spine.
"I refuse to believe there's anyone in this world I can't control!"

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in the Valley Country, Jigen, who was watching the fourth battle closely, suddenly frowned, sensing something amiss.

He sensed that someone was trying to seal the wedge he had left on the artifact.

Of course, the result was predictable: failure.
Cixian glanced at the frantically flashing life signal light number four out of the corner of his eye, and gave a disdainful snort.
"Hmph! How could the methods of a lowly race possibly restrain a noble great horde?"

However, before he could finish his harsh words, Cixian's expression changed drastically when he suddenly lost the ability to sense the artifact.
"Who the hell encrypted my data without my permission?"

"No, are you being serious? He's just a child!"

Inside the shrine, Reimu trembled as she looked at the seemingly crazed Uchiha Gin, her pale red eyes filled with unbearable pity.
"Not enough! Far from it! The Four Symbols Seal!!!"

But Uchiha Gin was no longer listening to anything at this moment. With a flick of his fingers, another complex sealing technique appeared out of thin air and, guided by him, fell into Nagato's palm.

This was already the eighteenth Four Symbols Seal. Nagato's originally fair and delicate hands were now stained inky black by the layers of Four Symbols Seal runes. If you didn't look closely, you would think that he had transplanted a hand the size of a black prison.

Upon closer inspection, the scene becomes even more horrifying: countless densely packed incantations seem to come alive, writhing on the surface of Nagato's palm.

"Four Symbols Seal!"

"Four Symbols Seal"

"Four Symbols"

"Four"

However, this was not the end. As one powerful sealing technique after another was unleashed, the energy emanating from the seals completely dissipated, and Cixian's life force vanished without a trace.
"Phew~ Done!"

After doing all this, Uchiha Gin wiped non-existent sweat from his brow. He had applied a total of twenty-seven Four Symbols Seals to Nagato's hands.

In terms of theoretical strength, even the Ten-Tails would have to sing "Tears of Prison" within this seal.

"Huh, such a dark hand, what kind of seal is this?"

Reimu looked at Nagato's black hand with disdain, but the surprise and admiration in her eyes only increased.
Is this a sealing technique that a human can perform?

If she had even half the sealing techniques of Gin Uchiha, the Land of Demons wouldn't be living in constant fear due to the legends of monsters.

"Let me think about it and call it the Ten Directions Seal~"

Uchiha Gin scratched his head and casually came up with an unremarkable name. Reimu's eyes lit up when she heard it. As a priestess who inherited an ancient power, she naturally had some knowledge of Yin and Yang and the Eight Trigrams.

"One Yuan, Two Forms, Three Powers, Heaven; Four Symbols, Yin and Yang, Five Elements; Six Harmonies, Seven Stars, Eight Trigrams appear; Nine Palaces contain the Ten Directions Immortals! The Ten Directions Seal, truly terrifying!" Looking at the extremely excited Reimu, the bewildered Uchiha Gin blinked.

"Whatever makes you happy."

Turning his gaze back to the soundly sleeping Nagato, the strange energy within the infant had been completely sealed and suppressed back into his palm. Now back to normal, he was merely a red-haired man with slightly more vigorous vitality.

"I guess I haven't let Brother Zhou down."

Uchiha Gin nodded, picked up Nagato from the ground, turned around and greeted Reimu, who was still muttering about "yin and yang," "eight trigrams," and "two polarities."
"Then I'll be going now~"

"and many more!"

"Is there anything else? Oh, it's about that bag of rice, isn't it? Since you've put in a lot of effort, I'll give you that bag of rice."

Looking at the red and white shrine maiden who raised her hand as if to speak but hesitated, Uchiha Gin, recalling the inside story of her deal with Uzumaki Masahiko, nodded in sudden realization.

"Thank you so much! No!"

Reimu bowed gratefully upon hearing this, but her expression suddenly froze halfway through her sentence.
What does that have to do with that bag of rice?

"Is there anything else you want? If you want to make offerings, I'll give you gold bricks; if you want to enlarge your breasts, I'll give you a precious, exclusive secret. You can't be too greedy!"

Mentioning the gold bricks and the secret manual, Reimu's expression instantly became incredibly interesting. Having accepted such a significant offering from Uchiha Gin, it would be utterly impolite of her, as a priestess, not to reciprocate in some way.

"You misunderstood. I just wanted to ask if you have a place to stay tonight, Gintoki. If you don't mind, you can stay at our shrine."

Reimu shook her head earnestly, her tone utterly sincere.

"what?"

Looking at Reimu's very sincere attitude, Uchiha Gin blinked in confusion. Do shrines still run guesthouses these days?

How much does it cost?

They were indeed still without a place to stay. Because of the Divine Tree Man and his cousin, Uchiha Gin might not be able to leave Amegakure for the time being.
"No charge! No charge!"

Reimu quickly waved her hand.

"Ok?"

Uchiha Gin's gaze sharpened.
free?

It's common knowledge that free things are the most expensive; who knows, this shrine might have some hidden charges.
"I really just wanted to repay you, Gintoki. This is a tradition of us shrine maidens."

Seeing that Uchiha Gin still looked suspicious, Reimu had no choice but to pull out the gold brick she had been given from her chest, indicating that the traditional priestesses of the Land of Demons had their own rules.

"In that case, I'll take my leave."

After Reimu's explanation, the skeptical Uchiha Gin finally chose to believe in the ancient tradition and nodded in acceptance of the invitation.
"Welcome! I will make sure you feel right at home, Gintoki."

Reimu, having finally persuaded Uchiha Gin, breathed a sigh of relief. Besides following the tradition of repaying kindness, she actually had her own ulterior motives.
Uchiha Gin's sealing techniques are so highly skilled that if one could make contact with him, let alone learn from him—no, it would be more accurate to say they could exchange techniques and improve together—

If the Land of Demons ever needs his help, Reimu can ask for it.

Outside the shrine,
While the anxious Uzumaki Masahiko and his wife were pacing back and forth, Uchiha Hikaru and Uchiha Osamu appeared quite relaxed, sipping the rather unappetizing tea that Miroku had served them while trying to get information out of the little guy from the Land of Demons.
"Ah Yin has been inside for so long, why hasn't she come out yet?"

Looking up at the motionless barrier, Uchiha Hikaru's delicate brows furrowed slightly.
"Hmph~ Curly-haired good uncle must have fallen for the shrine maiden's skirt, which is why he hasn't come out for so long."

What an ungrateful brat! He's enjoying the donuts Gin Uchiha gave him, but all he's saying is spreading dirty rumors.

"Hmm? So, Maitreya's teacher is a great beauty?"

Uchiha Shiki gently patted Miroku's head with a smile, showing no annoyance at the boy's innocent remark.
"I dare not accept such praise, but my master is indeed a first-rate beauty!"

Miroku squinted his eyes with an expression of enjoyment, his gaze lingering for a few seconds on the chest of Uchiha's mother, who was of the same size as her. He then replied with slight hesitation,
"Not big?"

When questioned about governance, Miroku frowned innocently. To find a comparable point of reference, she looked around, finally settling her gaze on Uchiha Hikaru, who was leisurely sipping tea nearby. She nodded with a serious expression.
"Yes, she's only a little bit younger than this older sister."

"Boom!"

Uchiha Hikaru apologetically flicked the tea leaves off his fingers, then looked down at the shattered teacup at his feet.
"I'm sorry, your teacups may be quite old."

"Oh! I'm sorry, I'll get ready right away!"

The thick-skinned Miroku didn't sense the palpable chill emanating from Uchiha Hikaru, and hurriedly turned to look for a broom.

"Amatiras!"

She had barely taken two steps when she felt a burning sensation rise behind her. Turning around to check, she was astonished to find that the shards of the teacup beneath Uchiha Hikaru's feet had vanished, replaced by a charred patch.

"No need to trouble yourself, I've already cleaned it up for you."

Uchiha Hikaru naturally wouldn't argue with a child. He reached out and patted Miroku's bewildered head, his eyes, which had gradually lost their crimson hue, now filled with curiosity.
Who exactly is that master, who is even slightly younger than her, that Maitreya mentioned?
"Crack!"

Just then, a crisp cracking sound reached everyone's ears. The people present immediately turned their heads to look, and saw that the barrier outside the temple was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"squeak~"

As the thin curtain of light completely dissipated, the tightly closed doors of the temple were pushed open from the inside.

Tap~ Tap~ Tap~
Holding a red-haired baby, Uchiha Gin strode out with languid steps, followed by a scantily clad red and white shrine maiden.
"Gintoki! Nagato, he..."

Masahiko and his wife rushed forward first, their faces filled with hope as they looked at Uchiha Gin; this was their last hope.
"When the prison money comes out, the illness is cured."

Gin gave the couple a reassuring gesture and gently handed the sleeping Nagato over.

"There are some aftereffects, but they don't affect my normal life."

"Huh? What kind of aftereffects?"

Masahiko's expression tightened as he took the child. Was Nagato's lower body going to be associated with the toilet?

"Hey~ This kid's nickname is decided from now on."

Uchiha Gin scratched his face, reached out and lifted the swaddling clothes covering Nagato, revealing a strikingly black hand.

"Nagato the Black Hand is quite an imposing nickname, isn't it?"

So you call yourself a demigod, huh? You're trying to show off, I'll make you fly!
"."

On the other side, Uchiha Hikaru and Uchiha Osamu's attention was completely drawn to Reimu behind Uchiha Gin.
Looking at this red and white shrine maiden who clearly had no scars but was dressed very indecently, exposing her navel and armpits, Uchiha Hikaru's brows, which had been furrowed for a long time, suddenly relaxed.

"Are you Maitreya's teacher?"

Her back, which had been bent over by years of inferiority, straightened ramrod straight at this moment, and an unprecedented confidence welled up within her. Even her sharp eyes held a rare hint of sympathy.

What?! This isn't just a little bit, it's a complete victory for her! (End of Chapter)