The Unholy Man of the Warring States Period [Naruto]

Tanshu Street, Izakaya.

Shikasuke stretched and walked out the front door. He yawned, put one hand on his hip, and stood casually by the door, observing the quiet streets in the early morning.

This street is the prototype of the short book street. At first, it had everything, including people selling people. Later, the waves washed away the sand, leaving behind mostly food, drink and fun.

This result is caused by external factors and human choices.

Hirata had just come back, with a red mark on his face and a bunch of dead rats in his hand, looking in a daze. Seeing this, Butterfly pushed him back to the house to sleep and went out alone. She was going to deal with the last wave of dishonest guys today and take care of some personal matters. That's what she said, Shikasuke can only believe it.

Therefore, the job of recruiting people for the wine shop was placed on his shoulders. Shikasuke squatted at the gate against the black smoke ring after not sleeping all night, and dozed off boredly, holding on to a wooden board with requirements written on it.

The sound of brisk footsteps came from far away, and a clear male voice asked: "Is the izakaya recruiting people? What exactly do you do?"

"Look at the board yourself."

Shikasuke's head was nodding, and he felt drowsy. Playing cards with Senju Tobirama was too strenuous. Although he won a lot of money from his brother, this kind of mistake cannot be picked up often. Next time they come, just drink. Or you can stop playing cards and just talk straight to the point. Save your brain for once, why not do it.

But Ji Jun’s thoughts are hard to see through. Although he was obviously angry because of the offense, he finally calmly sat down and discussed cooperation with Senju. If both parties were replaced by ninjas, there might be a grudge on the spot.

This endurance skill - powerful!

Is this the so-called aristocratic manner? Or is it that Ji Jun was born to be a superior person, so he looks at the problem from a different perspective than them?

Shikasuke scratched his hair, his forehead almost hitting the wooden board. I originally wanted to take a nap secretly, but accidentally I thought too much.

Uchiha Houra carefully read the requirements on the board. Chopping firewood, carrying water, cleaning, these are all things ordinary people can do. The ones in the back keep the hotel in good condition and protect the facilities and personnel in the store when necessary. He is a perfect fit, professional, and nips all hidden dangers in the bud. As for the salary interview, in fact, just give me food.

He glanced curiously at the pineapple head squatting on the ground, blood flashing in his eyes.

The Nara clan with chakra, explosive ponytail, ninja, and shadow play.

Does that Ji-kun still have contact with the ninja clan in the west? Her range of contacts is a bit too large. Huopu was a little nervous, wondering if Uchiha would be cheated.

"I think I can fulfill the requirements on the board. May I ask... can I discuss wages with the boss?"

"Huh? Are you going to see the boss when you come up?"

Shikasuke raised his head curiously, wanting to see what kind of guy had such a loud tone. As soon as they met, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he thought something was seriously wrong.

Uchiha Houra smiled happily and handed over the bell ball that Izayoi had used as a token before.

"The boss is Ms. Ji Jun. We have met before, and she said that if you need any help, you can come to her directly. Well... I have been traveling for a long time, and my stomach is a bit unbearable. Can you please Apply for this job?”

Lu Jie was so blind that he stuck his head into the room and shouted loudly: "Ji Jun, here comes another person playing with his eyes!"

----------------------

Kaura followed Nara Shikasuke to the backyard first. Near a door with a strong scent, Shikasuke pointed him in.

"Is Ji Jun inside?"

He doesn't believe it. It's obviously the aroma of food. Ji-kun, who looks very beautiful and elegant, must be sitting in a Japanese-style room filled with black squares, cold scents, and the like.

"Believe it or not, Ai." Shikasuke weakly opened the door and went in on his own. "Hime-kun, this time it's Uchiha."

There were whispers inside for a while, as if someone was asking questions.

Nara replied confidently: "It's definitely true. You don't need to expose your Sharingan, you can tell by looking at their faces."

Huopu was silent for a while, then opened the door and went in.

In the kitchen filled with smoke and smoke, Miss Izayoi I saw last time was standing in front of the chopping board with her back to the door, cutting something.

I saw her pressing it with her left hand, chopping it quickly with her right hand, scooping it up with a kitchen knife, and throwing the vegetables cut on the blade into the boiling soup pot next to it.

Izayoi turned around and saw that he was an acquaintance, and immediately smiled.

"It turns out it's Kaura-kun, that's great. If it's Izuna-kun coming here again, I'd have to worry about his picky eating problem."

As if he realized that he was making up other people's gossip behind his back, Izayoi pursed his lips and smiled sheepishly. She raised the porcelain bottle in her hand and asked curiously: "Does Mr. Huopu have any taboos?"

The aroma of the noodle soup almost took away Huopu's soul, and he forgot what he originally planned to say. Anyway, this person has a cooperative relationship with the family, so it doesn't matter if he has a meal first.

Huopu cleared his throat and shyly scratched the curly hair on his head. "No. I'm not picky about food."

"That's good. Last time Izuna-kun came over, he wiped his mouth with a cloth after eating a few mouthfuls. I thought Uchiha were more particular about food. Sorry, it's easier in the morning. You fill your stomach first, and then eat at noon. And let Hirata cook something delicious tonight."

Izayoi turned his back, and while chatting with Huo Pu, he opened the porcelain bottle in his hand and poured the powder inside.

The pungent smell of spices filled the air. Kaura subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, but saw Shikasuke showing interest.

"Okay. Let's drink some soup to appetize it. Otherwise, it will be too dry to just eat steamed buns."

Izayoi picked up the soup pot wrapped in a damp rag, and Shikasuke quickly got up to help. As soon as he stood up, a gust of wind blew by, and Uchiha Kaura had already come to the table and reached out to take the handle of the hot pot.

"I'll do it."

"also."

Izayoi wiped the water stains on his hands on the rag lying beside the stove, and sat down at the top of the long table as a matter of course. Lusuke's job had already been robbed once, which greatly increased his sense of crisis, so he took over the task of moving tablecloths and vegetables at once. Kaura was not polite and took advantage of his busy schedule to seize the seat on Izayoi's right.

Second Austrian! This guy is so scheming! Isn’t it said that Uchiha’s bad temper and brain are inversely proportional to his appearance?

Shikasuke was stunned, his head filled with questions.

How on earth do the ninjas from the east gather intelligence? Senju is not like "Senju", and Uchiha is not like "Uchiha". This is a scam! fall!

Ninjas eat very quickly, and Izayoi doesn't slow down much either. This made the two "employees" who were ninjas more fond of her.

God knows they once escorted nobles to escape, but as a result, they ate extremely slowly, and in the end they were always forced to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.

After Houra "gave" the task of washing dishes to Nara, he smiled and said that in addition to bringing a message from the patriarch, he also wanted to find a job first.

After estimating the efficiency of Senju's work, Izayoi wondered how much Tobirama would have to struggle with for two or three days. During this period, it is just right to arrange the two waves of people who arrived today. When they really join in and receive real wages, they will have more thoughts.

If you can normally engage in other professions, why do you have to work hard? Even if we have to maintain force, we can still provide a way for the elderly and children at home to support their families.

Izayoi thought about the current assets and manpower, and finally arranged for Houra to go to the casino.

"Of course. But the izakaya already has enough manpower, but the casino across the street is short of people. It happens that the casino's profit needs to be shared with you, so you can go to the casino and work as a dealer."

Huopu's smile froze and he quickly refused. "I can just do a small job casually, no wages required."

Long live! One of his tasks was to monitor the mysterious Ji Jun to see what she was going to do. If you don't stay at the izakaya, how can you keep an eye on me? The casino is open at night!

"How can that be done? The casino's profits will be shared with you by then. If we don't make things clear from the beginning, what will happen if there are differences in the future?"

Out of habit from her previous life, she started talking about business directly at the dinner table.

She moved two teacups side by side and drew a circle. "You and I are cooperating to run this gambling house. According to the agreement with Izuna, he plans to hide Uchiha behind the scenes and collect dividends. But now, you see..."

Izayoi put a brown wooden chopstick aside and pointed at the gambling ring in the distance.

"Someone is targeting you."

Huopu's expression was stern, and he inadvertently revealed a hint of murderous intent.

"Maybe it's out of habitual vigilance, maybe it's to guard against you. But it all shows that the other party is monitoring you for more than a day or two. Otherwise, how could it happen that the incident broke out after Izuna and I discussed cooperation?"

Shikasuke, who had been acting as a transparent eavesdropper, couldn't help but look sideways.

Wow! Ji Jun really dares to say it! She is obviously a target herself, okay? Why is it all Uchiha's responsibility now?

Tsk. So thick-skinned. Oh no! Ji Jun's art of conversation is so good. He needs to stay longer to study more!

Kaura glanced at Shikasuke cautiously. Izayoi understood immediately and waved his hand casually. "It's still up to him to take down the black market. He's not an outsider."

Huo Pupi complimented with a smile. "Nara's secret technique is indeed well-deserved."

Shikasuke became weak all of a sudden, and waved his hands repeatedly with a smile. "It just happened. It gave me a bit of an advantage."

You can't talk about secret techniques, let alone show them off in front of the proud Uchiha.

Half a year ago, I was chased by the black market and had no place to hide, so I wanted to hide in the Hell Valley, which is known to everyone. If it hadn't been for Ji Jun giving him chicken blood this time, he would have fled long ago.

hehe. I believe you.

Kaura ended his threats to his rivals and mildly stated that Izuna-sama allowed him to bring gratitude to his allies. He has received the gift from Ji Jun and likes it very much.

Izayoi said it was just a trivial matter. The communication of information and the flow of resources between alliance partners can better promote the future development of both parties.

Huopu was a little dizzy from her incision-like official words, and finally held his forehead to confirm again.

"So, I have to go to the casino to be a croupier?"

Izayoi smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to lead him outside the courtyard.

The doorway that used to be littered with corpses has been washed clean, and the inside has returned to a bright and majestic color, without the blood that was like a demonic realm that night.

It's all thanks to butterflies. She went to Maohu District to invite women who were working part-time without capital and gave them jobs, sparing them at least a month of torture.

"Big gambling hurts the body, but small gambling brings pleasure. From now on, the gambling amount will be limited to a suitable amount, and some rare delicacies will be provided. On the opening day, I will invite professionals to perform. If the effect is good, It would also be good to develop into a permanent resident..."

Uchiha Kaura looked in the direction of Izayoi's finger and saw that the interior had been transformed into a simple and elegant layout that was exactly the same as an izakaya.

Without the brightly colored fabrics and the explicit screens, the gambling house looks far less clean than the once most filthy place on this street.

——It's like being reincarnated into a new life and having a completely different future.

"I still need a plaque, but I have already written it. Can you please hang it up, Mr. Huopu?"

There was a subtle feeling in Huopu's heart that he had reached a crossroads in his life.

There were two roads before him, but it was a pity that he could not walk both at the same time.

As a ninja, Uchiha Kaura held a kunai in his hand and saw a battlefield of fire and blood with his eyes;

As a casino operator, he has to worry about how to maintain his business.

He was told to stop on the thorny road and turned to another road.

I've never experienced it before, but it's surprisingly not annoying.

Maybe there are reasons to choose it better. Because it has a smooth road without too many bumps.

But as long as you pass by, you will definitely leave the mark of Uchiha.

Because he has to go through it himself.

From now on, the difference is clear.