Konoha's Mission Master

Chen Yu was slightly taken aback, but immediately spoke.

"My lord, you said there was a 53% chance I would die on this trip, and a 45% chance I would be seriously injured. So I was worried that Lord Yakumo would draw his sword and beat me up." Chen Yu stopped and answered respectfully.

Why did he say that...?

Yakumo asked curiously.

"The master said... you have anger, hatred, and resentment in your heart, and you always need to vent them... so he sent me to be your punching bag." Chen Yu's posture was very respectful, and his expression did not change at all when he mentioned that he was the punching bag.

"Aren't you afraid of dying?" Yakumo asked.

"My life belongs to the Great Name," Chen Yu said respectfully.

Yakumo could sense that he wasn't lying; he hadn't expected Shinichi to have such a loyal subordinate.

“I am indeed angry, resentful, and hateful, so I will personally beat him up to vent my anger in the future.”

Of course, the severity of the beating was entirely up to Yakumo. If he was in a bad mood, he could break all the bones in his body, which would count as a beating, right?

He is a person who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment, and he will not take his anger out on others because of resentment or emotions. Since it was Shinichi who plotted against him, he will definitely pay the price in the future!

Most importantly... he disdains to throw punches at the weak.

"What else did he say?" Yakumo continued to ask. Shinichi was far more interesting than he had imagined, so he didn't mind learning more about him from the sidelines.

"The master also said... I must not lie to you, and I must respect you as I would him. He also said... if you don't beat me up, then you won't escape his beating. He also said you are very interesting."

"You can go now... Remember to tell him... that he's not allowed to cause me any trouble in the next year... otherwise I might really be unable to resist killing him," Yakumo said with a soft laugh.

Chen Yu strode away quickly, his silhouette suggesting he was fleeing for his life. However, Yakumo did not believe that this steward of the daimyo's mansion was such a simple person.

Of course, this has nothing to do with him. All he wants is stability... This isn't about pretending to be weak to take advantage of others or being a cunning and opportunistic person. His true nature is to be a lazy bum.

Living under conditions that ensured his own safety, nothing but his mission could inspire his fighting spirit.

"Meow..." Milk Ball pounced on Yakumo from the top of the wall, but Yakumo nimbly dodged it, after all, the injuries on her arms had not yet healed.

"Ow-!!"

After landing on the ground, Milk Ball let out an angry growl and silently walked towards the new sofa that Yakumo had replaced in the living room.

"Don't destroy the house... I brought you a gift."

Yakumo quickly stepped forward to stop Naiqiu and took out a local specialty of Jingchuan City, milk herbal tea, from his storage scroll.

Half a minute later, Yakumo was petting the cat with one hand, while Milkball was drinking a huge bucket of milk tea through a straw. Yakumo had tasted it and found it to be very similar to bubble tea, except for a unique, refreshing aroma.

However, there were no pearls inside; it was sold by the bucket. He suspected that the aroma of the milk tea was related to the wooden bucket.

"Slurp... slurp... slurp..."

As everyone knows... Yakumo is very poor... so all their expenses in Sakaigawa Castle were covered by Aoyama Reiko.

"Keep your voice down when you drink." Yakumo patted Milkball's round bottom. He really didn't know what Mori Masako fed it when she wasn't home... It had gotten even fatter.

"Waaah...!"

After Yakumo created a shadow clone to clean up, he quietly lay half-reclined on the sofa and took out the storage scroll that Chenyu had given him from his bosom.

The expression on his face gradually changed...

From calm to a smile... to somewhat manic laughter.

Hahahaha!

"We've struck it rich! We've struck it rich!"

"Cough cough... Hahahaha!"

Yakumo coughed violently... his face flushed with excitement.

"One hundred million taels isn't much in a scroll."

From then on...

...He's also a billionaire!

Chapter 84 Reunion

At six o'clock in the evening, Yakumo went out.

As the sun began to set, pedestrians hurried along, occasionally a ninja leaped and bounded about, and the ancient buildings surrounding the street exuded the weight of time.

The outside world has been developing rapidly, but Konoha Village has maintained its original scale of construction.

Yakumo hurried along with his head down. He and Aoyama Reiko had arranged to have dinner at BBQ Q and discuss their next plans.

A dozen minutes later, we arrived at the barbecue restaurant Q as agreed.

Yakumo looked up at the eye-catching eating contest list behind the counter. He had actually noticed it when he came last time, but the top five were dominated by the Akimichi clan, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

After all... it's normal for the Akimichi clan to be able to eat a lot.

But now... he's number one in competitive eating.

But it was... Masako Mori!

Yakumo knew, of course, that Mori Masako didn't have that ability.

After a moment's thought... Yakumo suddenly realized... the ordinary grilled meat with milk balls that Mori Masako was talking about...

...Most likely it's BBQ Q!!!

Grilled meat Q is the most profitable business of the Akimichi clan. Both the ingredients and raw materials used are of the highest quality, which leads to its consistently high prices…

However, in Masako Mori's words, it became just ordinary grilled meat...

"A little rich girl, not bad at all."

Led by a waiter, Yakumo arrived at the private room that Aoyama Reiko had reserved in advance and ordered a simple meal.

Ten minutes... twenty minutes...

The ingredients were already laid out on the table, but Aoyama Reiko still hadn't arrived. Yakumo felt a sense of unease... Aoyama Reiko was someone who was never late.

Yakumo fiddled with the skill interface with a worried expression, but the completion of the bond quest allowed him to instantly pay off his debt.

There are still 17400 gold coins remaining.

In addition, there are two master-level scrolls.

The worst-case scenario is to upgrade the Four-Star Alignment to Grandmaster level, directly unleashing Water Release: Eight-Barreled Fire God Gatling Gun…

…to cleanse the world of its filth.

Fortunately, the situation that Yakumo was most worried about did not occur. A dozen minutes later, Aoyama Reiko pushed open the door to the private room.

At this moment, her hair was a little messy, her eyes were full of fatigue, and her clothes were wrinkled.

Yakumo quickly got up and poured a cup of hot tea for Aoyama Reiko, then poured the quick-cooking ingredients onto the baking tray.

"Have you been waiting long?" Aoyama Reiko asked Yakumo with a smile, trying to cheer herself up.

“It’s alright, I just arrived too…” Yakumo replied with a smile, then continued to ask.

"Sister, what happened?"

Reiko Aoyama took a deep breath and lowered her voice.

"The Anbu checked whether I had been turned by the Cloud Village, but I think they are more interested in the details of how Yotsuki Tenshin was killed by Lord White Fang."

"Could it be... the root?" Yakumo asked softly.

"That should be right. They found me as soon as I left the Hokage's office and questioned me for half a day."

“Danzo… wonderful…” Yakumo smiled with narrowed eyes, but deep in his eyes was a chilling coldness.

“Let’s set a small goal…” Yakumo said.

"What?" Aoyama Reiko asked, puzzled.

"I beg Lord Danzo to die within a year."

"Shut up..." Aoyama Reiko immediately covered Yakumo's mouth with her hand and whispered.

"Lord Danzo has made great contributions and is a member of the Konoha Elder Council. You must never say such things again... If you really take action... you'll become a rogue ninja." Aoyama Reiko's tone was somewhat reproachful, and her eyes were full of worry for Yakumo.

"Alright, alright... I won't say anymore." Yakumo replied with a smile.

"Promise me... you won't have these thoughts again."

"Okay, okay, I promise you, sister." Yakumo saw the worry in Aoyama Reiko's eyes and quickly and solemnly promised.

"You must be hungry after waiting so long. Let's eat first."

"Okay, I'll grill beef for my sister."

Yakumo quickly picked up the tools and began to stir the ingredients on the baking tray, but his murderous intent towards Danzo did not diminish in the slightest.

He also understood... the real problem was the Third Hokage.

"How about... changing the Hokage within three years?"

Yakumo thought to himself, turning the grilled meat over in his hands, his eyes growing increasingly deep.

Especially after noticing the deep weariness in Aoyama Reiko's eyes, his determination to change the Hokage became even stronger.

"Lord Hokage, you've agreed to let me join the Anbu as an unofficial member. I still need to work part-time as the vice-director of Konoha Hospital," Reiko Aoyama said, picking at the juicy, roasting beef.

“That’s a good thing,” Yakumo replied. At least until Sakumo Hatake falls, he can protect Reiko Aoyama.

Most importantly, Yakumo will definitely reverse that tragedy in the future... even... isn't Sakumo Hatake the best candidate for the Fourth Hokage?

"Sister, does Master Tsunade know about this matter in Kumogakure?" Yakumo asked.

"She probably doesn't know. When we last contacted her, Lady Tsunade was traveling in the Land of Waterfalls..."

"It's gambling, isn't it..." Yakumo exposed.

"You should show more respect to Lady Tsunade!" Reiko Aoyama gently patted Yakumo's head and scolded him reproachfully.

"It would be best to let Lady Tsunade know."

"You're trying to sow discord between Lady Tsunade and the Third Hokage?" Although Reiko Aoyama wasn't exceptionally intelligent, she could still see through such a simple attempt to sow discord.

"Lady Tsunade and the Third Hokage are both teacher and father to each other. How could their relationship be easily sown apart? We just want to make Lady Tsunade feel more disappointed," Yakumo whispered.