Naruto: The Ninja World's Life Buyer

Chapter 150 New Employee, Uchiha Hazuki

spring day.

In the courtyard of the Bellflower Pavilion, the old bellflower tree has sprouted new buds.

The house was bustling with activity early in the morning.

"Maki-neechan, should we bring this scroll?"

"Take this; it's an emergency roll containing ten explosive tags."

"And this? Special glue?"

"Bring it along too. It'll come in handy in the practical lessons."

After Maki decided to become a ninja, Sousuke let her move into Kikyo House.

Yugao was packing her ninja tool bag with Maki, and she looked on with envy.

Maki was wearing a brand-new ninja combat outfit. The outfit was a little tight, but she had been working under Sousuke for a long time, eating and drinking well and getting proper nutrition, so her figure was already taking on the shape of an adult woman, and she looked very dashing.

Her legs were bandaged, and a ninja tool pouch hung from her waist, filled with "money power".

"Mr. Sosuke, I'm ready."

Maki walked up to Sosuke, who was eating bread, and nervously clutched the hem of her clothes.

This was a turning point in her life. From a waitress to the world of ninjas.

Sosuke put down the bread.

"Have you brought all your equipment?"

"All done."

"Did you bring the money?"

"I brought it. The 50,000 taels of emergency funds you gave me are sewn into my pocket."

"very good."

Sosuke stood up and straightened her collar.

"You started later than others, and your talent isn't as good as those from wealthy families. So, don't try to compete with them in physical skills."

Hand seal speed, chakra level.

"If anyone bullies you, or targets you in combat training—overwhelm them with ninja tools."

"If you're really no match for them, you can pay other classmates to help you."

"Yes, Mr. Sosuke!" Maki nodded vigorously.

"Go."

Maki and Yugao walked out the door together. They each carried a bento bag—a deluxe eel rice bowl specially made by Kaori.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Sosuke sighed.

"What a hopeful morning!"

After seeing Maki and Yugao off, Sousuke arrived at Red Fan Street.

[The sweet part].

Before even entering, I could hear a commotion coming from inside.

"Hey! Aren't the dumplings ready yet? I've been waiting for ten minutes!"

"Is this table ready yet?"

The store was in complete chaos.

Maki went to school, and the store lost one of its quick and efficient waitresses.

No one served tea, no one wiped the table, and no one smiled and comforted the irritable Uchiha who were suffering from low blood sugar.

Although the old man from the Ministry of Revenue is an expert at making dumplings, if you ask him to go to the front desk to greet customers, he will only drive them away by scolding them.

Ren is clumsy; he took the wrong money and almost knocked over the tray in his hands. He's only suited to chopping wood and kneading dough in the kitchen.

The efficiency is too low. The service experience is extremely poor.

Sosuke had no choice but to step in himself.

He put on an apron and started helping.

"Senior Kaito, your three-color dumplings have extra sesame seeds."

"Captain Soji, here's your yokan. Please pack two servings to take home."

"Having Jonin Takaya personally serve us tea and water...it's quite a strange feeling."

Uchiha Sōji sat by the window, watching the busy Sōsuke, and teased him.

The surrounding security guards also made good-natured laughs.

In a ninja village with a strict hierarchy, it's quite a rare topic of conversation to see a special Jonin and big boss of a trading company so down-to-earth.

"There's nothing we can do, Maki went to school, and the shop is short-staffed."

Sosuke put down the tray and shrugged helplessly.

However, even though Sosuke acted quickly, he couldn't keep up with the constant flow of customers.

"This can't go on."

"I need to hire someone to fill Maki's vacancy."

They won't be easy to recruit.

An ordinary girl would probably be too scared to stand seeing so many Uchiha, let alone serve them tea or water.

"Boss, ten more skewers, please!"

"I want to add another order!"

Sosuke sighed.

Having too much business can also be a problem.

The job posting has been up for three days. No one has responded.

Despite Sosuke offering three times the salary of a regular waiter, all job seekers backed away as soon as they saw the work location was "Red Fan Street".

In this village, the Uchiha clan's territory is a forbidden zone.

That was a police station, a prison, an island filled with arrogance and prejudice.

Ordinary villagers would rather clean the sewers than serve food to those guys who might suddenly unleash their Sharingan at any moment.

On the morning of the fourth day.

Sosuke was wiping dishes in the shop, pondering whether he should go to the black market to buy two obedient slaves to fill in for him.

"jingle."

The wind chimes rang.

A gentle figure walked in.

Uchiha Mikoto.

Behind her followed a woman who appeared somewhat reserved.

The woman looked to be around twenty years old, wearing a dark blue kimono, her hair styled in an updo. She was very pretty, with black hair and black eyes, and a beauty mark at the corner of her right eye.

Most importantly, her clothes were also embroidered with the family crest of a round fan.

He is a member of the Uchiha clan.

"Mr. Sosuke."

Mikoto greeted him with a smile.

"I heard you're short-handed here? The young men in the tribe are too noisy and are causing you trouble."

"No, it's a good thing that business is booming."

Sosuke invited Mikoto to sit down and served her two bowls of red bean soup.

His gaze fell on the reserved woman.

The snake's eyes swept across.

The amount of chakra—is very small, even less than that of an ordinary genin. Moreover, its flow is very smooth, lacking the coldness and restlessness commonly found in Uchiha clans.

This is an Uchiha with almost no ninja talent.

"Who is this?"

"She is Hazuki."

Mikoto explained.

"She was one of our people. Her husband—was killed on the northern front last month."

"She also has a one-year-old daughter named Quan."

"Because she wasn't a ninja, she didn't receive mission allowances, and her compensation was limited."

Mikoto sighed.

Although the Uchiha clan is a powerful family, its resources are limited, and most of those resources are allocated to combat personnel. The glory of a large clan cannot put food on the table.

For widows like Hazuki, who lack the ability to fight, life became very difficult after losing their breadwinner. The family's relief funds were far from enough for a mother with a child.

"I heard you're hiring, so I brought her to take a look."

Mikoto looked at Sosuke with earnest eyes.

"Hazuki is very good at making sweets, and she has a gentle and patient personality. Most importantly—she's an Uchiha."

"Those people in the clan might lose their temper with outsiders, but they still know how to behave when it comes to their own orphans and widows."

Sosuke understood.

Mikoto is helping impoverished members of her clan find jobs, and at the same time, she is helping Sosuke solve his problems.

Using the Uchiha to serve the Uchiha is indeed the best solution.

"If that's the case, I'd be more than happy to accept it."

Sosuke immediately expressed his opinion.

"As long as you're willing to work, you'll get the same treatment as Maki. And—"

He gave them plenty of face.

"Since we are members of the Uchiha clan, in addition to our basic salary, we also receive a monthly nutritional allowance for the children in our family."

Hazuki suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with surprise and gratitude.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!"

She bowed deeply.

She had applied for many jobs. But when the villagers heard she was an Uchiha, they were all afraid to hire her, fearing it would cause trouble. But here, not only could she work, she could also receive such generous treatment.

Hazuki quickly got into work mode and went to the kitchen to greet the old man from the Ministry of Revenue and Jin.

Mikoto breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Mr. Sosuke. You're always so generous."

It's just a mutually beneficial arrangement.

Sosuke took a sip of tea.

"Oh, right, Lady Mikoto. That child named Izumi—"

"What's wrong?"

"If she doesn't usually have anyone to take care of her, she can be brought to the store."

A glint flashed in Sousuke's snake eyes.

Uchiha Izumi.

In the original work, she was Itachi Uchiha's lover.

If this girl also grew up in the shop—that would be a connection to Itachi Uchiha. Although Itachi hasn't been born yet, the planning needs to start early.

"This—it's too much trouble for you." Mikoto said somewhat embarrassedly.

"It's no trouble at all. Having a child in the shop will make the atmosphere much better."

As it turns out, Misaka's recommendation was very reliable.

Although Hazuki wasn't a ninja, she possessed a unique resilience. It was the resilience of her mother.

"Hey! Hurry up!"

A hot-tempered Uchiha Chunin slammed his fist on the table.

Hazuki carried the tray over. She wasn't afraid; she smiled gently.

"Yan Ci-kun, the red bean soup is very hot today, drink it slowly."

The Chunin named Enji was stunned for a moment.

He recognized Hazuki. She was the widow of a fallen clansman.

His arrogance vanished instantly, and he even scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"Ah—it's Hazuki-nee. Um—I'm not in a hurry, not in a hurry."

The surrounding Uchiha members also quieted down.

Hazuki is the object of their protection, and the reason they fight—to protect their people.

Who would dare to get angry at such a gentle clansman?

The order in the store miraculously improved.

Several young Uchiha even started to help Hazuki move things, or to clean up the dishes after they finished eating.

Sosuke sat behind the counter, watching this scene, and nodded in satisfaction.

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