Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha lacks motivation.

Chapter 69 The Real Estate Tycoon's First Experience

"Aren't you tired of eating fish for several days in a row?"

Uchiha Gin stared at Senju Itama, who was raving about eating rice while munching on fish, and couldn't help but ask, "This kid is young but eats a lot; the rice in the house is gone in just two days."

Senju Itama, who was engrossed in his meal, paused upon hearing this, raised his round, full head, and looked thoughtful.

"Is there any food tastier than fish?"

The little fish-eating devil posed a soul-searching question.

Forehead.

The kid's incredulous expression left Gin Uchiha speechless; it seemed this kid had never eaten anything good before.

"Are you Senju clan members very poor?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Senju Itama, feeling offended, grinned and said.

"With so many delicacies in the world, why do you only like to eat fish?"

Upon learning that it wasn't due to limitations in conditions, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Can't I just like to eat it?"

Not wanting to explain further, Senju Itama continued to eat, and Uchiha Gin, finding the situation uninteresting, didn't press the matter further.

With his head buried in his rice, Senju Itama's eyes were already wet. He was devouring the fish, but what came to mind were the wonderful times he and his brothers had spent catching fish in the river.

His three older brothers often took him to the river to catch fish when he was young. In particular, his second brother, who loved to eat fish, would grill the fish on the spot every time he caught one. The brothers would eat until they were stuffed. But those days are probably gone forever.

As Senju Itama's emotions collapsed, his body began to tremble and sob, leaving Uchiha Gin somewhat bewildered.

Suddenly, the little devil in front of him started twitching, which startled him so much that he jumped up, rushed over, pulled him up, pried open Senju Itama's little mouth with his hand, and complained...

"I told you to eat slowly, look, you've got a fishbone stuck in your throat!"

As he spoke, he dug his fingers straight into the throat of the boy, Senju Banzai. The boy, unable to speak, rolled his eyes back, his mind filled with only one thought.

"This guy probably has some serious illness!"

After picking at his fingers for a while and only managing to get a handful of saliva, Uchiha Gin frowned.

"Did he already swallow it? What should we do?"

His eyes fell on the vinegar on the table, which was used for seasoning. Remembering the old-fashioned method from his previous life, he immediately grabbed the vinegar bottle, unscrewed it, and poured it into the mouth of Senju Itama, who was dry heaving.

"Waaaaah~~~"

Senju Itama waved his hands weakly, but he was no match for Uchiha Gin, and was forced to drink a whole pot of vinegar.

"Phew, that should be fine."

Uchiha Gin wiped the sweat from his brow and said to the kid who was drunk but still waved his thanks.

"You're welcome, it's what I should do."

"I really will thank you."

Before falling into a coma, Senju Itama almost roared out these words.

"What a polite little brat."

Uchiha Gin nodded in approval.

After throwing the unconscious Senju Itama into the bedroom, Uchiha Gin stared at the cramped room for a while, then clapped his hands and decided to expand it.

Sleeping on the sofa all the time isn't a good idea. It'll really hurt my back in the long run. I'm still a young man, and I can't keep pushing myself to the limit like this.

Stepping outside, looking at the old house where the original owner had lived for many years, Gin Uchiha gestured with his hands, indicating how it should be renovated, and mentally sketched out a framework. Then, he clapped his hands together.

[Wood Release: Four Pillars Family]

As chakra was poured into his body, countless branches sprouted from the bare ground, folding and stacking according to the blueprints conceived by Uchiha Gin, climbing higher and higher.

After a puff of smoke, a brand-new two-story villa rose up right next to the original owner's old house. Uchiha Gin, having released his grip, looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Pushing open the door, the interior decor was also revealed through the use of wood-based techniques, with all the necessary wooden furniture.

"As expected of their famous house-building skills."

Patting the sturdy furniture, Uchiha Gin was even more satisfied. He walked to one side of the wall, where he had specially left a hidden door. All that was needed was to make a hole in the wall of the original house, and the two houses could be connected.

After purchasing some bedding and daily necessities, he could move in immediately. Uchiha Gin made a list, took the money, and headed to the market in the clan's territory.

It was the same familiar general store. The owner, seeing that it was his regular customer, Uchiha Gin, greeted him with a smile, showing no hostility.

"Is there anything you need, Lord Gin?"

"Does everything on this list have it?" Uchiha Gin handed the list to the shopkeeper.

"Just some everyday items, all in stock," the shopkeeper said after quickly glancing at the list and confirming there were no problems.

"That's good. Once it's ready, deliver it to my house."

Uchiha Gin nodded, then took out an irregularly shaped gold nugget from his pocket and handed it to the boss.

"Too many! Too many!"

The shopkeeper took the gold nugget, weighed it in his hand, and said in a trembling voice.

"It's okay, just put it on the tab. I'll buy more things in the future."

Uchiha Gin didn't make things difficult for the boss.

"Yes, Master Yin."

Hearing this, the boss finally accepted the gold nugget with peace of mind.

As they walked out of the general store, they ran into Madara Uchiha.

"Little cousin, are you here to buy something?"

Madara Uchiha looked preoccupied and only looked up when Gin Uchiha spoke.

"Um, I'm here to buy some ninja tools."

Madara Uchiha's eyes darted around, and the excuse he used was also very lame.

As the son of the clan chief, he could directly obtain ninja tools from the clan's ninja tool storehouse, and the quality was much better than what was sold outside, so there was no need for him to buy them from such a place.

"Buying a gift?"

Uchiha Gin suddenly said.

"I would never give it to him!!!"

Madara Uchiha, whose mind was elsewhere, instinctively defended himself, then realized he had said the wrong thing and exclaimed, his face flushing slightly.

"Cousin! Instead of going to work, you're just loitering around here. I'm going to tell Father!"

"Okay, okay, I didn't see anything."

"Uchiha Gin said sarcastically, the awkward smile in his eyes making Uchiha Madara's face turn even redder."

"Hmph~"

The teased boy gave a haughty snort and walked into the general store without looking back.

"Hehe, young people are so energetic."

Uchiha Gin smiled and nodded, reminiscing about his youthful days.

Just a few steps from the general store, Uchiha Gin spotted a furtive figure lurking around the corner and stealthily crept over.

"Little cousin, what are you doing?"

He put his hand on Uchiha Izuna's shoulder and asked in a low voice.

"Aaaaah! Ugh~"

Startled by the sudden appearance of Uchiha Gin, the little cousin, who was intently peeking at Uchiha Madara through the window of the general store, almost wet his pants.

"Shh~ It's not good to make such a loud noise if someone hears you."

Uchiha Gin quickly covered his younger cousin's mouth to prevent him from speaking loudly enough for others to notice.

"A secret mission."

Uchiha Izuna frowned her delicate brows and said hesitantly.

"Following your brother?" Uchiha Gin asked.

How do you know? Did Father tell you?

Uchiha Izuna was startled. Had his father assigned this mission to someone else? Wasn't it supposed to be his exclusive mission?

"Your intentions are so obvious, there's no need to guess."

Uchiha Gin said speechlessly.

"It's alright, it's alright. As long as we silence them, no one will know about my mission."

The delirious Uchiha Izuna pulled a kunai from behind his back and mumbled listlessly.

(End of this chapter)