Konoha's Mission Master

Today's treatment ends here.

"I'm going to take a shower first, and Jiraiya is not allowed to peek!"

"Mmm!" Jiraiya nodded, still feeling a lingering fear.

A dozen minutes later, Tsunade changed into a dark green robe, casually tied her hair into a ponytail, and prepared to head to the gambling den.

"Master, I'd like to go and try my hand at it too."

"Okay."

But do you have money?

Tsunade instinctively clutched her wallet; it was gambling money she had just extorted from Jiraiya that day, and she had no intention of sharing it with Yakumo, lest it spoil her fun.

“Of course…Shinichi gave me a lot of money.”

Some people might just live to be scapegoats.

Tsunade didn't press the matter further, but instead took Shizune and Yakumo to the gambling den. She hadn't gambled for several days because she was busy treating Jiraiya.

My hands are itching unbearably.

Half an hour later, Yakumo and Tsunade arrived at the gambling den.

"The big fat sheep is finally back!!"

"Quick, quick, get ready... don't push!"

"Who stepped on my foot?" someone shouted.

"Never mind that, we're going to get rich!"

The gamblers around her became extremely excited the moment they saw Tsunade; their heart rates gradually increased.

"You losers, I will win this time!"

Tsunade laughed heartily, her ample bosom trembling. The crowd immediately parted to make way for the queen, and Tsunade went straight to the gambling table.

"Sir!" Tsunade decisively pushed out 200,000 taels.

A single game revealed his true skill.

"Then let's bet big! Big! Big!"

The gamblers immediately placed their bets, their faces beaming with excitement.

"I'll bet... small too!"

Yakumo reluctantly released 50 million yen.

Monthly tasks, all done in one go.

Tsunade's body trembled slightly involuntarily. Before today, she disliked the new daimyo very much, but a second later she suddenly knew where to get the gambling money.

"We're going to make a fortune! We're going to make a fortune..." the people around them cheered.

"No way, no way? Someone actually dares to bet against this big fat sheep?" a gambler with a scar on his face shouted sarcastically at the gambling table.

"Is this guy an idiot?"

"Ahem." Tsunade coughed lightly, her voice lacking confidence, her right hand unconsciously stroking Yakumo's smooth black hair, as if this was the first time in fifteen years that someone dared to bet against her.

"How about you take some back?"

Tsunade felt a little guilty.

"Place your bets and you're done," the bookmaker said coldly.

After saying that, the dealer began to shake the dice cup.

Splash splash splash splash...la.

Yakumo heard the sound of the dice hitting the wooden box.

*Plop...* The dice cup was placed face down on the table.

Tsunade clenched her fists, her face flushed, and she was highly excited, clearly having entered gambler mode. The gamblers around her had fierce eyes, like hungry wolves.

"Open it now!" Tsunade shouted enthusiastically.

Swish... The dice cup opens, six, six, six.

Yakumo was taken aback…

Tsunade was stunned...

"How is this possible!" everyone exclaimed.

Tsunade trembled slightly, her pupils contracted a little, and cold sweat appeared on her nose.

Although she won, she wasn't happy.

In her life, Tsunade won a total of three times. The first time, she lost her great-grandfather Hashirama Senju; the second time, she lost her younger brother Nawaki Senju; and the third time, she lost her beloved Dan.

What will fate take away from me this time?

Tsunade muttered to herself.

"How could we win?" Yakumo asked instinctively.

Has Tsunade's "always losing at gambling" buff stopped working?

Without even taking back the bet money, Tsunade turned and left with Shizune and Yakumo, rushing towards the inn. The surrounding gamblers tried to stop her, but were held in place by the powerful chakra shockwave.

They never dreamed that the fat sheep they usually mocked was actually an extremely powerful ninja.

Tsunade's pace was incredibly hurried, a stark contrast to the slow pace of the pedestrians around her. She seemed desperate to confirm something, her back view filled with terror and despair.

"Is Jiraiya's life going to be taken this time?"

Tsunade subconsciously quickened her pace.

"Lady Tsunade..." Shizune called out, somewhat puzzled.

But no response was received.

Yakumo followed behind Tsunade thoughtfully. He had basically guessed the reason for Tsunade's sudden change in expression: it was because of the winning bet.

Swish! Tsunade pulled open the wooden door of the inn.

Jiraiya subconsciously put away the scroll in his hand.

His eyes darted around, and he asked dryly.

"Tsunade, why are you back...?"

Tsunade did not answer Jiraiya. She quickly and forcefully lifted Jiraiya in front of her. The contrast between Jiraiya's tall stature and Tsunade's height was striking, making it seem as if a small golden monkey was lifting a large gorilla.

Tsunade immediately used her Healing Palm Technique to begin a thorough and meticulous examination of Jiraiya's body.

Jiraiya momentarily forgot to resist, or rather, he was stunned by Tsunade's reaction. At this moment, Tsunade's strength was frightening, as if she was trying her best to suppress some kind of deep-seated fear.

Half an hour later, Tsunade withdrew her Palm Healing Technique.

She found no problems.

"I won the bet again today..." Tsunade collapsed to the ground, her expression somewhat dazed, as if she had experienced a transition from extreme sorrow to extreme joy.

"What's going on..." Jiraiya exclaimed in surprise.

As Tsunade's closest friend, Jiraiya naturally understood what Tsunade's winning bet represented—something akin to a curse or an inescapable destiny.

"...Could it be Orochimaru or that old man?"

Tsunade jumped up and quickly retorted.

"Probably not." Jiraiya sat down and let Tsunade lean on his shoulder, continuing to comfort her.

"Tell me the details..."

Upon hearing this, Tsunade immediately began to recount the events that had occurred at the casino in great detail. Jiraiya, having understood the whole story, took out a dice cup.

"Let's take a gamble."

“Big!” Tsunade exclaimed.

Jiraiya began shaking the dice cup up and down, then pressed it onto the table a few seconds later and lifted the cup.

Everyone immediately checked.

"One, two, two, small."

“Again…” Jiraiya said.

"Small." "Six, five, four, big!"

"Big." "Four, one, two, small!"

After several attempts, Jiraiya looked thoughtfully at Yakumo and spoke.

"You're participating this time too."

“Big!” Tsunade exclaimed.

“Yes!” Yakumo replied.

A dozen seconds later, Jiraiya lifted the dice cup.

"Six, five, six, big!"

After more than a dozen tests, Jiraiya finally confirmed that Yakumo possessed a peculiar ability... he always won at gambling.

Tsunade was so happy she almost cried, and immediately dragged Yakumo towards the gambling den. In Tsunade's heart, Yakumo was simply a goddess of luck, oh... no, a god of luck.

In the following days, the ninja world's biggest fat sheep seemed to be possessed by the God of Gamblers, making a fortune and being blacklisted by all the gambling dens in the hot spring city.

But this still couldn't stop Tsunade's enthusiasm. The two began using transformation techniques to travel between various gambling dens. In Tsunade's words, this was a process of wiping away their previous humiliation.

But Yakumo was filled with bitterness.

Monthly limited edition... How exactly do we manage to achieve this?!

Is it reasonable to have a "buff" that guarantees winning every bet?

Inside the inn, Yakumo and Tsunade sat facing each other.

After half a month, Yakumo finally found the loophole in the task requirements. The task requirements did not emphasize that you must lose 50 million at the gambling table.