Madara, let's change the world together!

This chaotic world is heartbreaking.

How wonderful it would be if the chosen one he sought was someone who could bring peace to the world.

Chapter 150 The White-Haired Man Taking Care of a Child

The next day, Tsunade did not come to the shop again.

It seems that because he had paid off his debts and had 50,000 taels of silver notes in his possession, he became complacent.

However, this had no impact on Kiyoshi Gen.

The work at the quarry was originally tailor-made for Tsunade at this time; whether or not there were people breaking stones was actually not important.

Hopefully, the rule he set—that each izakaya only sells Tsunade one bottle of sake—will stop her from spending money so recklessly.

With Shizune under his tutelage for some time, Tsunade's tendency to squander money should be somewhat curbed.

The underworld that provides access to loans has been thoroughly subdued by the head of the local chamber of commerce, and they certainly won't give Tsunade the opportunity to borrow money.

Because the casino in Konoha Village was left behind by the First Hokage, and many villagers frequented it, Kiyoi Gen was in a difficult position to take action against it.

It might be unrealistic to try to persuade Hiruzen Sarutobi not to let Tsunade gamble.

Let's not push too hard.

Otherwise, Tsunade might have left Konoha prematurely to gamble and borrow money elsewhere.

The caravans of Churi City do not yet have the ability to blockade the entire country; if they did, it would be noticed by his stubborn, stepfather.

Let's modify it gradually.

Today is the day his shop opens, so he shouldn't think about anything that's bothering him.

Just then, Kiyoshi Gen happened to walk up behind Kazesa.

The other person was fiddling with the white jade and blue-and-white porcelain on the shelf, and her fitted short cheongsam bulged out two round, plump buds.

Beneath the hem of her skirt were the long black stockings that Kiyoi Gen really liked.

Just as Fengsha straightened the things, she suddenly felt her skirt being lifted up.

The next second, a blush appeared on her face, and she turned her head to glare at Kiyoshi Gen.

"Let's skip it this early in the morning."

"I just want to be intimate with you, my dear."

Kiyoshi took a step forward, admiring Kazesa's expression of forbearance mixed with shame and indignation.

He is a man who is very true to his own desires when it comes to his wife.

You can never get enough of playing these kinds of games, no matter how many times you play them.

"Haven't you gotten used to working in the office yet?"

Feng Sha braced her left hand on the frame, her body moving involuntarily, her breath becoming even hotter.

How can anyone get used to this?!

My husband's hands are so mean!

"Brother, the opening is just around the corner, so please stop bullying Feng Sha."

Behind them, Kiyoi Ai's dissatisfied voice rang out.

Kiyoshi reluctantly withdrew his hand and then went to wash it.

Feng Sha leaned limply against the frame, her upper teeth lightly biting her lower lip, her eyes seemingly filled with smoke.

"You bad guy!"

That's the best compliment you could give.

Kiyoshi Gen said he would be happy to bully each of his wives to vent his mental stress.

However, now is the time to open for business.

"Open for business!"

Who was our first guest?

"Squeak."

The door opened, and Kiyoi Gen eagerly anticipated that his first guest would be someone he knew. However...

"It's been an hour and no one has come yet."

Kiyoi Gen lay on the sofa, burying his face in Kiyoi Ai's white-stockinged thighs.

On his back, Aino, wearing knee-length white stockings, was massaging Kiyoi Gen by stepping on his back.

“Yuan, you haven’t even put up the shop’s name. Nobody will think this is a shop.”

Aino pouted and pressed her little foot hard against Kiyoi Gen's right shoulder.

However, the other person had a comfortable expression on their face and seemed unaware of her dissatisfaction.

The child named Jingyin came every day for a while, so she didn't have a chance to be affectionate with Yuan during the day!

snort!

Just a month ago, he was bullying her every day.

Now, during the day, he only bullies Feng Sha relentlessly.

Is it just because she has long legs?!

"I did it on purpose."

Kiyoshi's voice sounded somewhat muffled.

"This shop isn't for ordinary people. I want another reason to get in touch with special people in Konoha."

"It seems the ink painting on the screen at the entrance didn't attract anyone."

In fact, Qingjingyuan's store is located in a location that is somewhat central to the Chamber of Commerce's premises, a bit far from the commercial district, and there are no other normal shops nearby. Naturally, no one would think that this is an ordinary store that one can just walk into.

"Didn't today's business event attract many people?"

"Aino, you can sense it, right?"

Otsutsuki Aino bit her lower lip, her tone somewhat displeased.

“I have sensed many goals.”

"Uchiha Fugaku, and the Hyuga brothers Hiashi and Hizashi."

"Ino-Shika-Cho trio: Yamanaka Inoichi, Nara Shikaku, and Akimichi Choza."

"Aburame Shimi, Inuzuka Tsuru."

"And there's Sakumo Hatake and Kurenai Yuhi."

"Hiruzen Sarutobi and Lake Biwa also secretly came to visit."

Kiyoi Gen rubbed his face against his younger sister Kiyoi Ai's thigh.

"Isn't Might Guy there?"

Aino carefully sensed it for a moment, then shook her head.

"He should be doing his daily running training around Konoha Village."

That really fits that person's "youthful" style.

"Yuan, someone's here."

Aino reminded him, and then raised her little foot, finally stepping on Kiyoi Gen's head.

Immediately, Kiyoshi felt a lightness on his back; someone had already slipped into his shadow.

It's Sakumo Hatake.

"Dad, what are you looking at?"

Kakashi Hatake, who learned to wear a mask to cover his handsome face at the age of three, tugged at his father's clothes.

"Ah, I'm looking at that painting."

Sakumo Hatake answered instinctively.

The father and son were standing on the street at that moment, surrounded by many people who seemed to be staff members.

Kakashi followed his father's gaze and saw a round wooden screen.

The palace painted on it is magnificent and grand.

It is indeed quite beautiful.

"Ah, I wonder which great artist painted this."

Sakumo Hatake sighed with emotion.

"Seeing the painting above surprised me even more than when I first saw the Great City."

"If such a daimyo residence really exists, the daimyo living there must be an extraordinary person."

How did you figure that out?

Kakashi stared blankly, completely unable to understand how his father had figured it out.

At this moment, a young man walked out from behind the screen.

He wore a black Tang suit with white patterns, which was quite different from the other decorations. His slender figure and handsome face easily left a deep impression.

Sakumo Hatake, on the other hand, noticed the powerful muscles beneath the other's clothes at first glance.

'A body not designed for combat.'

Would you two like to come in and have a look?

Kiyoshi extended an invitation to the two people at the door.

"May I?"

Sakumo Hatake was somewhat surprised.

"No problem, this is my shop, I can come in anyway."