In Konoha: I will spread the will of conquest throughout the ninja world.

"asshole!"

Snapped.

"hateful!"

Snapped.

"Come at me head-on, you bastard!"

Snapped.

The symphony played in the police station for a while until someone finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Isn't that enough, Mr. Igogen?"

Isogen glanced sideways and once again delivered a precise slap to Uchiha Itsukushima, his eyes clear.

The attitude is obvious.

Fugaku Uchiha coughed heavily and reprimanded him sternly.

Itsukushima!

"team leader!"

Uchiha Itsukushima's voice was shrill, his face flushed red with grief and indignation.

Fugaku Uchiha remained serious: "Victory or defeat should be fought fairly. You were the one who challenged Isogen-kun. Don't you, as an Uchiha, even have this much responsibility?!"

Uchiha Itsukushima clenched his fists, his eyes filled with grief and indignation, as he looked at Uchiha Fugaku's face, which was not red or swollen.

Of course you have something to say if it wasn't your face that got slapped!

You shouldn't hit someone in the face!

He can admit defeat, and it's not shameful to lose to a younger genius, but he can't just come up here and slap me in the face!

Many of the Uchiha people watching were trying to suppress their laughter.

If it were anyone else, even the Hokage, who slapped Uchiha Itsukushima like that, they would glare angrily, and if pushed too far, they would even activate their Sharingan.

But now the one hitting him is a nine-year-old genius.

The Uchiha clan respects those with strength and also likes children; String Fifty possesses both of these traits.

Upon hearing the laughter beside him, the tomoe in Uchiha Itsukushima's eyes spun wildly, and suddenly a powerful surge of chakra erupted from his body!

Three-tomoe Sharingan!

The faint laughter abruptly stopped, and everyone stared in disbelief at Uchiha Itsukushima's eyes.

The three magatama are connected to each other, outlining the pattern of a famous ninja in the ninja world.

Fugaku Uchiha was startled and appeared between Itsukushima Uchiha and Isogen in a flash.

Itsukushima!

"I've awakened the Three-Tomoe?!"

His feelings at that moment were mixed.

are you happy?

of course.

An unwritten rule in the ninja world is that Uchiha with the three-tomoe Sharingan must be Jonin.

He was able to become a Jonin with two tomoe, and now that he has three tomoe, his strength can be further improved with a little practice!

But... just thinking about how he got those three tomoe suddenly made him lose all his strength.

The anger from just now vanished in an instant, and exhaustion welled up from the bottom of my heart.

Fugaku Uchiha hesitated, wanting to offer comfort, but the words wouldn't come out. In the end, he could only raise his hand and pat Fugaku's shoulder.

Seeing that Uchiha Itsukushima had calmed down, Isogen turned to the other dumbfounded people and asked, "Is there anyone else who wants to be tested?"

Everyone shuddered, wanting to shake their heads but looking at Uchiha Itsukushima with strange expressions.

Three tomoe...

"Ahem." Fugaku Uchiha coughed heavily, his expression serious. "What are you all standing there for? Doesn't the police department have any work to do?"

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts in an instant.

"team leader."

"it's useless."

Fugaku Uchiha shook his head helplessly.

Trying to block the news?

It can't be sealed off.

Gossip is human nature, and the Uchiha clan couldn't escape it either.

……

"Strange, there's no sound at all." Through the crystal ball, Hiruzen Sarutobi looked at the police department from the outside, but he didn't hear any commotion inside.

Could it be that the Uchiha clan simply accepted an outsider bringing a Byakugan to their territory so easily?

What about the Hyuga clan's opinion?

"For Hyuga to follow around like a commoner all day, and now to come to the Uchiha police department, is it not dignified enough?"

"Yes, we're already at odds with the Uchiha clan. What will the other villagers think if they see this?"

"Lan Zheng, quickly call your granddaughter back. This concerns the dignity of the Hyuga clan."

As usual, the elders of the Hyuga clan gathered together, and as they chatted, the topic shifted to Hyuga Arashi, who was quietly and calmly drinking tea to the side.

However, faced with this overwhelming barrage of greetings, Hinata Arashi merely raised his eyes slightly and replied indifferently.

"Lord Mito sent someone to find me about this matter."

Upon hearing this, the elders of the Hyuga clan were immediately speechless.

"But this is not acceptable, as it concerns Hyuga."

"You all know that Lady Mito is in a bad mood."

Now everyone was at a loss.

Mito Uzumaki was in a very special situation at this stage. The Senju clan's lineage had been severed, and the Uzumaki clan was in ruins. Even if she didn't say anything, no one dared to take it lightly.

"...Then you must keep an eye on things; under no circumstances should the Hyuga clan's bloodline be allowed to be passed on to outsiders!"

Hinata Arashi's expression was calm and collected as he nodded slightly: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

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Soon after, someone delivered information about the fifty strings to the Senju family mansion.

When Mito Uzumaki heard that Isogen had brought Mizuki Hyuga to the police department, his expression clearly froze for a moment, then he laughed heartily.

She wasn't worried about Isogen's situation. Based on the results of that test, Isogen was definitely at the Jonin level in terms of chakra, taijutsu, and ninjutsu. The only thing he lacked was combat experience.

"Tell those old Uchiha bastards that I'm not dead yet, and let them proceed with the normal process for that kid."

Hearing Mito Uzumaki personally confirm that he was an Anbu member, a chill ran down his spine.

The day has finally come.

With Mito-sama's personal confirmation, both the Uchiha and Hyuga clans need to be careful around that genius.

Looking at Konoha now, this lord, even though he is old, is still the greatest support.

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The next morning, the sky in Konoha brightened as usual. Merchants were busy opening their doors to welcome customers, people going to work were yawning, and students gathered in twos and threes to discuss topics appropriate for their age.

As the most prosperous ninja village in the Land of Fire, Konoha was flooded with merchants coming and going.

In front of a jewelry stall.

"Boss, how much is this bracelet?"

The stall owner looked him up and down and his eyes lit up.

Merchants from out of town.

The genes for overcharging tourists are activated.

"Hehe, this customer has a good eye! These are all made of the finest jade. Since you're our first customer today, I'll give you a discount; I'll only charge you 50,000 taels!"

Seeing the merchant hesitate, he quickly seized the opportunity.

"Who does the guest plan to give it to?"

"My newly acquired concubine."

"Oh dear, this bracelet is the perfect gift! The woman who caught your eye must be a great beauty, and beauties love beautiful jade. If you take this bracelet back, won't she be incredibly grateful?"

The merchant was persuaded by his words and was about to pay.

Just then.

"Your business is very lucrative."

The stall owner was startled by that voice!

Wearing loose clothes, Wu Xian smiled as he looked at the startled stall owner.

The stall owner was about to explain when Wu Shixian spoke up, saying, "This piece of jewelry is worth at least 80,000 taels. Selling it for only 50,000 taels is disrupting the market too much."

The merchant was slightly taken aback, but when he noticed the police officers following behind Wu Zixian, his eyes lit up and he quickly took out his money to buy it.

He silently thought to himself, "I've made a fortune!"

However, the next second he was pinned to the ground.

"What are you doing!"

As he struggled, Fifty Strings slowly pulled out a notebook and began to read.

"Otano-dera, a merchant from out of town, deals in cloth and transports medicine."

Closing the notebook, Isogen raised an eyebrow, a playful look on his face: "You reported the cloth business, but you didn't pay taxes on this medicine. Take it with you."

After resolving this trivial matter, Wu Shixian casually snatched the 50,000 taels of silver from the jewelry stall owner's hand, which he hadn't even warmed yet. Just as the stall owner was about to speak, Wu Shixian said...

"You're a swindler selling this stone for 500 taels? You dare sell it for tens of thousands?"

"Hehe, it's just a small business, a small business. Please... sir, have mercy on me," the stall owner said with a forced smile.

Based on his experience, as long as the attitude is good, Konoha will turn a blind eye to this kind of thing. After all, they are cheating out-of-town merchants. If those people find out that they have been cheated, they can only blame themselves for not being able to see clearly and still trying to get a bargain.

Do good things really end up at street stalls?

Isogen also intended to turn a blind eye, but he had his own requirements.

"Azure Flame".

"Gen-kun." A fifteen-year-old Uchiha with a single tomoe stepped forward. He was one of those who had been attracted by Gen's heroic performance in defeating Uchiha Itsukushima yesterday.

The Uchiha clan respected and admired the strong. Even though Yuuka was only nine years old, they still respected him greatly. In fact, it would be more accurate to say that they respected him even more because he was only nine years old.

"Send someone to keep an eye on him, and take 60% of whatever he earns today."

The stall owner exclaimed, "Sixty percent! You can't do that!"

He panicked.

Isogen tilted his head slightly and turned to look at Hyuga Mizuki, who had a tense little face beside him.

"Mizuki, according to the police department's enforcement regulations, how should this kind of fraud and deception be punished?"

Lock them up.

With just three simple words, the stall owner instantly slid to his knees, smiling as he handed five 10,000-yuan bills to Wu Shixian.

"Isogen-kun." Uchiha Aoen glanced back at the jewelry stall owner who was pounding his chest, and couldn't help but ask, "Won't this cause problems?"

The other two had the same question as him.

Fifty strings asked a strange question.

"Why not?"

"But."

"Is the police department enforcing the law?" Isuji interrupted.

The three nodded.

"Does the police department have the authority to enact laws in this area?"

The three thought for a moment and nodded.

"Is that person engaging in false advertising or selling counterfeit or substandard products?"

The three nodded again.

"That settles it then." Isogen waved his hands casually and said, "That guy was the one who lacked sportsmanship first. We just maintained the stability of Konoha's commerce and prevented counterfeit and shoddy products from harming everyone and affecting Konoha's commercial reputation."

Right?

That seems to be correct.

Hearing what Wu Zixian said made the three of them feel a tickle in their heads.

This is another example of how Ichigo is speechless towards the Uchiha clan.

While Tobirama Senju did indeed entrust the police department to the Uchiha clan because of their arrogant nature, the power he granted them was genuine.

The police department has a responsibility to maintain order in Konoha and to establish rules to strengthen the village.

While Konoha is nominally under the jurisdiction of the daimyo, it actually has a very high degree of autonomy. As long as the police department doesn't touch highly sensitive areas, it can handle its civil and economic affairs on its own.

The Uchiha's mind... can only be described as too arrogant, whether out of disdain or ignorance.

He tends to understand but disdain.

After all, before the establishment of ninja villages, there were wars in various parts of the ninja world. Ninja clans attacked each other frequently, but the overall intensity was not strong. Few ninjas had this kind of mind. What if they did?

The Uchiha's swords are very sharp.

"Here you go, 20,000 each."

Fifty strings yielded sixty thousand taels.

"From now on, all the unscrupulous merchants I find in the police department will be classified in this way."

Uchiha Aoen stared at the money in his hand in silence for a moment, then suddenly burst into light two seconds later.

You can do that?!

Are the Uchiha clan rich?

Have!

But that's clan property, belonging to the entire clan. As ninjas, they receive a considerable share of the profits every year and every month.

For an ordinary person, life would definitely be incredibly comfortable.

However, ninjas need money to upgrade their equipment, they need money to train, and they spend money like water when they go out to have fun. Unfortunately, the police department can only patrol the village most of the time, which means they are naturally missing out on a major source of income.

Clutching the thin but reassuring banknote in his hand, the three men who had originally brought him along because of Isogen's talent and their good relationship with him during patrols immediately straightened their chests. Their dark eyes, though not yet Sharingan activated, exuded a captivating sense of pressure.

The three of them looked at the backdrop of the fifty strings and it was as if they saw the sun.

The merchants on the entire street inexplicably felt a chill run down their spines.

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Meanwhile, the police department.

Fugaku Uchiha crossed his arms and muttered to himself.

"With Qingyan and the others watching over things, there shouldn't be any problems on this first patrol, right?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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