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

Clang!

"Clear and transparent!"

With a refreshed expression, Uchiha Gin walked out of the Blood Pond Hot Spring. He had invested in this project, and now the Hell Valley Resort was just waiting to be renamed Gin!

"Huh? What are you still doing here?"

Turning his head to look at Xiaomeng outside the door, Uchiha Gin blinked in confusion. It was almost lunchtime, why was this guy still guarding here?
"What can I do? The Grand Elder was afraid of neglecting you, so he asked me to accompany you throughout the process."

Xiaomeng, dressed in a light pink kimono, squatted in a corner in a very unseemly posture, her lips turned down, revealing her sleazy, loli-like demeanor.
"By the way, where is your Manager Long? I have something I'd like to talk to him about."

"He went to sell eggs, but he should usually be back by now. What's going on today?"

Upon hearing Uchiha Gin's question, Xiaomeng stroked her chin thoughtfully. She had just run into a kitchen staff member who was passing by and specifically asked what the staff meal was for tonight, only to receive the news that the elder in charge of purchasing had not yet returned.

"Nothing should happen, right?"

Recalling the truth (false rumor) he had previously analyzed (fabricated), Uchiha Gin's expression became complicated.
My dear Manager Long, please don't fall into the arms of some unknown rich woman. I still have many questions that you need to answer.

"Don't worry, the Grand Elder is very strong."

Xiao Meng waved her hand confidently.
Because the entire lineage of the Blood Pool's former chieftains were executed by the wife of the Daimyo of the Land of Lightning, the task of leading the entire clan has since fallen to the lineage of the Great Elder.

Although Long held the title of Grand Elder, his actual status was no different from that of the clan leader. And what right did a weak person have to be the clan leader?
"That's true."

Uchiha Gin nodded in agreement. From their first meeting, he had thoroughly assessed Ryu's strength; even in his normal state, he possessed the aura of an elite Jonin.
If one is skilled in using bloodline limits, it's not impossible to contend with a Kage-level powerhouse. A mere rich woman is nothing to him.
"thump!"

As the last Blood Pool Clan member who had spiraled upwards crashed to the ground, Long flexed his bleeding fist. Without even glancing at these traitors, he turned and walked towards the untouched basket on his back a short distance away.
"Get out of here, Hell Valley is no longer your home."

"Um, are you sure you want to keep playing house with those good-for-nothings?"

Miyajo En covered his chin, his eyes filled with a sinister light as he watched Takashi prepare to leave.

"They may be weak, or they may be what you perceive as trash."

Long turned his head; his bulging muscles made him look like a demon god, radiating a terrifying aura that made people afraid to look directly at him.
"But in my mind, a bastard who abandons his family is not even as good as trash."

Having said that, Ryu suddenly appeared in front of Miyajo En, his bloodied fist swinging upwards with a fierce motion.

"Haoyougen!"

"Oh!"

As expected, Miyajo En once again spiraled into the sky, but for some reason, Takashi saw a strange smile in the other's eyes.

Is this guy a masochist?

Pfft!
"Yan, you're still the same as ever, so weak that I don't even have the desire to throw a third punch."

Watching his childhood friend struggle to his feet with the help of others, Long shook his head expressionlessly.

"Fine! Fine! Fine! You forced me to do this, Ryu."

These words were like a sharp thorn piercing Miyajo En's fragile heart. He slowly lowered his large hand from his chin, his bloodshot eyes flashing with a chilling light.
Sensing the surge of ocular power emanating from Miyajo En, Ryu's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected this guy to have been hiding his strength.

“Unlike you, who covet family treasures, my strength is earned through sheer risking my life!”

A family treasure?

Despite the tense atmosphere, Long couldn't help but show a look of surprise.
What nonsense are you spouting?

Does the family also want a secret treasure?

Why didn't Dad tell him before he died?
If they really had some secret treasure, why would they need to boil eggs and eat bean sprouts every day?

"Hmph! Still being stubborn. Once you're dead, the treasure and Xiao Meng will both be mine!"

"It's hard to communicate with a madman like you. I won't hold back with my next punch."

Seeing the crazed Miyajo En, Takashi stretched out a fist the size of a sandbag, his fierce aura even stronger than before.

"Haoyougen!"

"Explode!"

Miyajo En stared intently at the wound on Long's fist that had somehow healed. Instantly, the power of his Blood Dragon Eye transformed into a steel needle and pierced straight into the wound.
"Uh?"

Long, who was throwing a punch, frowned. He felt a wave of dizziness, and his blood began to flow uncontrollably. A strange sense of crisis surged into his heart in an instant.
"This is."

He immediately withdrew his strength, retreated dozens of steps to create distance between himself and Miyajo En, and at the same time looked at the blood foam swelling like bubbles on his fist.
"A human bomb?"

He had heard his family elders speak of the special abilities possessed by the Blood Dragon Eye, including the extremely lethal human bomb. He never expected that Miyajo En would awaken this dangerous ability.
"That's right, this is the power I awakened through countless life-or-death experiences. Ryu, you're dead!"

I really underestimated you.

When Takashi recalled the eerie smile on Miyajo En's face when he used the "Gouyougen" technique on him for the second time, he knew that it was at that moment that the man-made bomb's special chakra was injected into his body.

"I'm giving you time to give your last words. Go say your final goodbyes to all that trash of yours!"

Miyajo En looked smugly at Takashi, who was trapped like a human bomb. Unless Takashi possessed a level of illusion magic far surpassing his own, he would have no chance of breaking this eye technique.

"Boom!"

"Hey! Killing me won't do you any good. Instead of wasting time here, you might as well hurry up and settle your affairs."

Seeing Ryu clench his fist again, Miyajo En's arrogant expression faltered. He instinctively took a few steps back and hid behind his subordinate, loudly reminding him,

"Crack!"

"Get out of here when the wind gets strong!"

Seeing that his threats had no effect, Takashi not only showed no intention of leaving, but also glared at them with a fierce expression, which frightened Miyajo En so much that he hurriedly ordered his men to run away.
"Don't even think about running!"

Since he had no chance of survival, Takashi decided that even if he died, he would wipe out all the pests that threatened the Hell Valley Resort.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, concentrating all his chakra in his limbs, causing his scarred muscles to take on an unusual crimson hue.

This is a secret technique that Long developed himself, which briefly grants him explosive power by burning the blood in his body.
"boom!"

With a powerful leap, he transformed into a red meteor, hurtling towards the fleeing Miyajo En.

"Damn it, that guy's gone mad!"

Seeing that Ryu was about to catch up, Miyajo En cursed inwardly. At this close range, if they rashly detonated a human bomb, given Ryu's immense chakra reserves, they would also be affected by the blast.
"puff!"

Just then, a sharp crack interrupted Miyajo En's thoughts. A headless corpse, lagging at the back of the crowd, swayed and collapsed to the ground, its once-fine head smashed into minced meat by Ryu's punch.

"what!"

With the loss of a life, a feeling of fear spread throughout the team.
"Yan, detonate the bomb quickly!"

Some, unable to withstand the pressure, urged Miyajo En, who was at the forefront, to finish off the monsters behind them as they ran.
"A bunch of idiots!"

Looking at his clueless subordinates, Miyajo En felt an urge to curse their ancestors.

If I could detonate it, I would have done so already. Would I need you guys to remind me?

"Die!"

Long raised his fist towards the second unfortunate victim, and just as the sandbag-sized red iron fist was about to end the opponent's life, a figure that had been lying in wait for a long time in the distant woods finally couldn't resist making its move.

"Boiling Release: Monster Power Unmatched!"

A red figure, billowing with scorching steam, descended from the sky, its fist, nearly identical in size to Long's, striking directly out.

"boom!"

The two fists collided, and the resulting shockwave sent the fleeing Blood Pool Clan members swaying from side to side.

"Thud!" Ryu landed awkwardly, thrown back by the terrifying recoil. Looking at his fist, covered in burn blisters, a flicker of surprise crossed his bloodshot eyes.
Who are you?

"Lord Han!"

On the other side, the Blood Pool tribesmen, who had escaped the calamity, looked at the tall man in red armor, their faces filled with lingering fear after surviving the ordeal.

"Miyuki En, is he the person you're talking about?"

Han flexed his slightly numb fist, a hint of appreciation flickering in his cold eyes.

He's quite a talented person.

"Yes, he is Long, the current leader of our clan."

Miyajo En nodded with a grim expression. He was ashamed that his employer had seen him in such a disheveled state; the employer would definitely find an excuse to lower the price when it came time to settle the bill.

"Didn't you say you were confident you could recruit him?"

Han glanced at the churning blood and foam on Long's fist, a sign that he had been implanted with a human bomb.

"I have found the secret to his strength. Give me a little more time, and I will definitely become the strongest Blood Pool."

"You'd better make sure you're telling the truth, otherwise..."

Coldly staring at the ashen-faced Miyajo En, Han turned and threw a punch at Takashi's face. A cloud of dust billowed up, and the scorching steam forced Takashi to retreat repeatedly.

"cough cough"

When the smoke and dust cleared, Long looked at the empty path not far away, his face full of solemnity.

"The Grand Elder is back!"

As Long returned from his shopping trip, the atmosphere in Hell Valley immediately became cheerful. The tribespeople watched him eagerly as he put down his basket, their hearts filled with anticipation.

"Sorry to keep you all waiting, we're having a big meal tonight!"

Having washed away the mess before arriving, Long Zhan smiled and held the half-pig he had bought in his hand.

"Wow!"

The tribespeople, who hadn't eaten meat in a long time, exclaimed in unison. In their memory, the last time they ate meat was...
"Your lives have been tough too."

At the back of the crowd, Uchiha Gin looked on with a sigh as the Blood Pond clan members cheered for half a pig.

"What good stuff? What good stuff? Let me see it too!"

Little Meng, anxiously pacing around because of the altitude difference, tugged at Uchiha Gin's pants, her face full of pleading.
"Go away!"

After all, Lao Yin wasn't some kind of demon. He lifted Xiao Meng high up like a piece of pork.
"Huh? It's a pig!"

Seeing the plump, fat pig, Xiao Meng almost drooled onto Uchiha Gin's clothes.

"Oh! It's just pork, my family's pig farm has plenty."

"Huh? Boss, do you need a pendant?"

Upon hearing Uchiha Gin casually mention Versailles, Xiao Meng gave him a fawning wink.
"I hate secondhand smoke."

"I can quit! Really, believe me!"

After handing the half-pig to the clansmen in the kitchen to clean it, Long, carrying a cigarette, approached Xiaomeng, who was trying to sell herself to Uchiha Gin.
"Boss, I'm an expert at everything from laundry to cooking, and my massage and sauna skills are top-notch, especially my essential oil back massage—it's absolutely authentic!"

"Xiaomeng, Gintoki is a guest. How can you behave like this?"

Looking at the little cutie circling around Uchiha Gin, Ryuu showed an apologetic expression.

"It's alright. She has the potential to perform stand-up comedy. Why don't you resorts consider setting up a special stage for her?"

Gin Uchiha glanced at Ryu, whose face was somewhat pale, and frowned slightly.
How come you're so weak after just one trip out? Are the rich women of the Land of Hot Water so thirsty?
"Haha, that's a good suggestion."

Long Qiang forced a smile, then turned to look at Xiao Meng, who was pouting, a complex expression on his face.
"Don't look so down. Here, take this."

"what?"

Xiao Meng looked at Long, who was groping in her arms, with a puzzled expression. Her birthday shouldn't be here yet, right?

"Wow!"

When a whole pack of cigarettes appeared before her eyes, Xiaomeng, her face beaming with surprise, jumped three feet high in the air.

"Wait a minute, something's not right! Something's definitely not right!"

But quickly, her little mind realized something and she frowned. Normally, she would work hard for several days to earn even a single cigarette, let alone a whole pack. Long had given her a whole carton this time; there was definitely something fishy going on.

"Don't want it? If you don't want it, I'll smoke it myself."

"Do you even understand how to smoke? Why are you smoking like that?"

Bring it to you!

Xiao Meng dodged Hua Zi, then took a deep drag on her cigarette pack. The familiar tobacco flavor brought a smile to her face.

"I'm going to help in the kitchen!"

Having received the precious gift, fearing that Long might change his mind, Xiao Meng ran towards the kitchen as fast as she could.

"Don't flick your cigarette ash into the food."

"So verbose!"

"Gintoki, I'm sorry you had to see this."

After Xiaomeng left, Long suppressed his forced smile and nodded to Uchiha Gin beside him.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go soak in the hot spring for a while."

"Yes, there is some, but your current situation is more important. Let's go together!"

Under Long's puzzled gaze, Uchiha Gin waved to him and stepped into the nearby Blood Pond Hot Spring Bath first.

wow~
"Manager Long has a great figure!"

Turning his head to look at Ryuji entering the water beside him, Gin Uchiha chuckled and teased.
"You'd be very popular in a place like that, right?"

Soaking in the blood-soaked hot spring, Ryu felt the fatigue from the battle disappearing at a visible speed, and his body, depleted from using the blood-based secret technique, rapidly recovering.

His long-tense nerves finally relaxed for a moment, and at the same time, the Blood Dragon Eye Genjutsu chakra hidden within him began to quietly emerge.
"Uh, I wonder what place Gintoki is referring to?"

"Stop playing dumb. Tell me how many there are in a one-on-one situation so I can see for myself."

"Well... there were quite a few people on the other side, so I didn't count them carefully."

Slightly dazed, Long squinted and replied instinctively.

Holy crap, it really is one shot against a group of women. Is the bar for your line of work that high? How strong do you have to be to be able to do it?
"How were the results?"

Unable to contain his curiosity, Uchiha Gin continued to press for answers. To get the scoop, he even added a tiny bit of genjutsu to his voice, completely bewildering the already dazed Ryu.
"Naturally, we slaughtered those guys until they were routed."

"Manager Long is truly a super man!"

Uchiha Gin couldn't help but give this womanizer a thumbs up; he had sacrificed far too much for the livelihood of the Hell Valley Resort.
"Hmph! That's nothing, I even killed one on the spot!"

"Huh? Are you Young Master Sri? How could you kill someone like this?" (End of Chapter)