Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

Chapter 940 Lord Yin, I think you're dead

Who is Sakumo Hatake?

A war hero who turned the tide of the Second Shinobi World War, he charged in and out of the Sand Village army seven times with his superb swordsmanship, and his fame once overshadowed the three legendary ninjas who were deliberately hyped up by Hiruzen Sarutobi.

Such a rare talent would be a precious treasure in any village, second only to the shadow of a village in strategic value.

As for Sakumo Hatake committing suicide to atone for his sins, any daimyo with a brain bigger than a walnut would not agree to this request.

He has already lost one of his beloved concubines. If he were to lose another powerful ninja as well, wouldn't he be losing everything?

Therefore, the daimyo would not only disagree, but would also step forward to comfort this war hero of the Land of Fire, to show his benevolence and enlightenment.

"I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable!"

After listening to Minato's analysis, Uchiha Gin nodded with admiration. As expected of the future Fourth Hokage, he grasped the nuances of things very quickly.

"I could never learn everything from Senior Yin in my entire life."

"You are quite modest, but what you just said can only temporarily free Brother Shuo Mao from the persecution of public opinion."

Seeing Minato scratching his head and grinning sheepishly, Uchiha Gin chuckled and handed his empty teacup to Hatake Sakumo, who was brewing tea across from him.

"Little brother Shuo Mao, do you want to improve?"

"what?"

Sakumo Hatake, who was about to raise his hand to make tea, paused upon hearing this, his eyes clearly showing confusion.

"Ultimately, the reason for this incident is that Daming lacks a higher-level security department. Relying on those mediocre people in the capital who only know a little bit of martial arts is simply not enough to guarantee his personal safety."

"Senior Yin, you wouldn't be trying to get Senior Sakumo involved..."

Upon hearing this, the quick-witted Minato was the first to react, his expression changing drastically.

"That's right. Someone in Konoha wants to get you now. You've only managed to escape this time, but there might be a next time."

As the dark red tea gradually overflowed the teacup, Uchiha Gin continued with a smile.

"In that case, Brother Shuo Mao, why don't you just cut ties and go out to avoid trouble? That way you'll stay away from the center of the village's struggle, preserving your life and property while also fulfilling the wish of some mastermind behind the scenes."

"Senior, what should I do?"

After silently pushing the teacup towards Uchiha Gin, Hatake Sakumo looked earnestly at the unknown senior who was offering him advice.

"You don't need to do anything. Just wait until the daimyo rejects your request to atone for your suicide. Then, as a second choice, you can offer to serve as the daimyo's guardian ninja without pay, as an atonement for your previous mistakes."

Uchiha Gin believed that if Hatake Sakumo made this request, the daimyo who was worried about his future safety would definitely nod his head in agreement.

With a bodyguard comparable to the Kage of a village acquired for free, the Fire Country Daimyo will have something to brag about at the next Daimyo Conference.

Especially in front of the Daimyo of the Land of Wind, if he just flaunts the White Fang of Konoha a few times, wouldn't he make his cousin so angry that he'd blow his beard and glare at him?

"Guardian Ninja?"

Hatake Sakumo knew a little about this organization; it was a group of civilians, essentially a private, independent, and directly subordinate force of ninja. Their usual mission was to protect the personal safety of the daimyo.

Unfortunately, their strength was insufficient. In the last assassination attempt, most of the guardian ninjas died on the spot, and the entire organization suffered a severe blow.

To be honest, Sakumo Hatake was tempted.

"Will the Hokage agree to this?"

In this way, he could both make up for his guilt and stay away from Konoha, a place of trouble. He just didn't know if the village's higher-ups would let him leave.

"What are you afraid of? This is a temporary transfer, not defection. You can come back anytime the village needs you."

If you, Hiruzen Sarutobi, can let your eldest son run away from home and become a daimyo's private army, why can't you agree to let Sakumo Hatake, a sinner, go to the capital to protect the daimyo in the name of atonement?

Moreover, Sakumo Hatake's reputation is currently extremely poor. If he makes this request, the people in the village who are pressuring him will not only have no objections, but will also be smug about how they bullied the White Fang of Konoha to the point of him leaving.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Yin. I will begin writing now!"

Under Gin Uchiha's patient guidance, Sakumo Hatake found his only way out, his face filled with gratitude.

If Kakashi weren't currently in the side room chatting and eating snacks with Obito and the others, he would definitely drag his son along to kowtow to Uchiha Gin.

"Are you being polite with me, lemons?"

Although they are not from the same time and space, Hatake Sakumo is still a young boy that Uchiha Gin watched grow up. Logically and emotionally, he cannot just stand by and watch him end up committing seppuku at any moment, just like in the original story.

After bidding farewell to the profusely grateful Hatake Sakumo and his son, Uchiha Gin, led by Minato, continued his tour of the village he hadn't visited for "many years."

The few kids who had been following behind them had to go to school to check the graduation exam schedule for tomorrow, so they dragged the reluctant Obito away first, leaving only Tsunade with amusement in her eyes still by Uchiha Gin's side.

"You're quite clever, you fraudster."

Tsunade witnessed the entire process of Uchiha Gin helping Hatake Sakumo out of trouble. Even though she still didn't believe the identity revealed by the strange curly-haired stranger, she still praised him lavishly.

"Sigh~ Why don't you believe me? I gave you that set of lead dice that your grandfather treasured."

With a soft sigh, Uchiha Gin continued to reveal information, his face filled with helplessness, in order to prove his identity.

"Nonsense! Grandpa's gambling equipment is all cheap stuff from street vendors!"

For Hashirama Senju, gambling tools were consumables, because once Mito discovered them, they would all be rendered unusable. Therefore, our God of Shinobi would save as much as possible in this regard.

"That was probably taken by Hashirama in prison to exchange for gambling money."

Uchiha Gin's lips twitched upon hearing this, and he casually offered an explanation.

It seems that Hashirama in this timeline is not living a very comfortable life, as he doesn't even have a suitable set of gambling equipment.

"Senior Yin, it's getting late, shouldn't we eat first?"

Minato glanced thoughtfully at Uchiha Gin, who was chatting with Tsunade, then his eyes drifted to a bustling shop in the distance. He had just seen a familiar figure slip inside.

"Then you can arrange it as you see fit."

Uchiha Gin patted his stomach, which was full from drinking water, and did not refuse Minato's suggestion.

Where is Lady Tsunade?

"If you pay, I'll come."

A few minutes later, the three of them stood in front of a shop facing the street. Looking at the two characters "Ichiraku" fluttering at the entrance, Uchiha Gin curled his lip in disgust.

"That's it?"

Who would treat guests to ramen?

"Um... I'm a little short on money lately, so please bear with me, Senior Yin."

Minato scratched his head awkwardly. He had just spent a lot of money to buy his girlfriend a bag, and his remaining living expenses for the month were only enough to treat Uchiha Gin and the others to ramen.

"But don't underestimate this ramen shop. It's a popular spot that moved here from the capital of the Land of Fire. The portions are generous and filling, and the taste is also quite good."

Fearing that Uchiha Gin might think he was fooling him, Minato quickly brought up Ichiraku Ramen's illustrious history.

"Alright, ramen it is, it's better than nothing."

Now that things have come to this, Gin Uchiha didn't make things difficult for Minato. He led the way into the shop, leaving Minato and Tsunade standing outside looking at each other.

"Minato, is he really not a conman?"

Seeing the swaying curtain, Tsunade's delicate brows furrowed slightly.

What Uchiha Gin said before was too incredible. Even with the Yin Seal as proof, she still remained skeptical of his identity.

"I believe Senior Yin wouldn't lie to me."

"Heh~ What did the old man say?"

Tsunade pursed her lips, looked at Minato's gentle smile, and asked in a low voice,

"The Hokage has found someone who can verify Gin-senpai's identity, and the truth will probably come to light soon."

Inside the shop, seeing more customers enter, the noodle maker greeted them with a smile.

"Welcome! Please make yourself at home."

The shop is small, with only a few seats in a row, a typical layout for Japanese countertop dining.

The arrival of Uchiha Gin, a completely unfamiliar face, instantly drew the curious gazes of the three diners in the restaurant.

Oh, these are all familiar faces. But for Uchiha Gin, everyone present was an old acquaintance.

Under the scrutinizing gazes of the three, Uchiha Gin plopped down between a red-haired girl and a young man with long, straight black hair, without even glancing at the menu on the wall, and raised his hand to speak.

"One bowl of cream cheese ramen."

"Uh, I'm sorry, sir, our shop hasn't developed this kind of ramen yet."

The man cooking noodles paused in surprise. Could this curly-haired guy be hired by a competitor to cause trouble?

"Seriously, they don't even have this? Then I'll just have a bowl of sweet ramen."

"No, we don't have that either."

"You don't have this, you don't have that, is this even a ramen shop?"

Uchiha Gin slammed his fist on the table indignantly, nearly startling the red-haired girl next door who was slurping noodles so much she choked.

"Hey, old man, are you here to cause trouble?"

The red-haired girl struggled to suck back the ramen that had spewed from her nostrils, glaring angrily at Uchiha Gin, who had nearly caused her to choke to death.

"Tomato Head, you've never even tried cream cheese ramen before?"

Boom!

Tomato head?

Upon hearing the long-lost forbidden words, Kushina's fair hand clenched suddenly, and the sturdy bamboo chopsticks instantly broke into four pieces.

"Calm down, Kushina, calm down!"

Jiraiya, who had been sitting on the other side of the black-haired youth watching the commotion, quickly stood up and spoke up to comfort him, while simultaneously casting a suspicious glance at the calm-faced Uchiha Gin.

Is this curly-haired guy from another village? How dare he mess with this old lady?

"Captain, that person is provoking the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki. Should we intervene?"

On the rooftop directly opposite Ichiraku Ramen, an ANBU ninja wearing an animal mask watched Kushina's red hair fluttering in the wind, swallowed nervously, and turned to the composed ANBU captain beside him to ask a question.

"No need. With those adults around, the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki will be absolutely safe."

The commander of the secret service calmly shook his head, his relaxed tone contrasting sharply with the tense subordinates around him.

The heroic Jiraiya, the cold-blooded Orochimaru, Tsunade standing guard in front of the shop, and the recently rising Yellow Flash.

If this lineup can't even protect one Jinchūriki, Konoha Village is doomed.

"Fugaku, quickly lend me your telescope!"

Under the eaves where two ANBU were lurking, Uchiha Hikaru, squinting his nearsighted eyes, reached out his hand to Fugaku beside him.

He seemed to have seen a ghost.

"Uh, how come I have a telescope?"

Upon hearing this, Fugaku Uchiha's expression tightened, and he replied with evasive eyes.

"Hmph! That's the one you used to steal before."

"Elder, please have some!"

Taking the tool that Fugaku handed him, Uchiha Kagami slowly fastened it to his presbyopic glasses.

The moment his vision cleared, his hunched body froze, then began to tremble violently, leaving Fugaku, who was standing beside him, completely bewildered.

Did the Grand Elder have an epileptic seizure?

"White-haired pervert, hasn't anyone told you that your gaze is rude?"

Inside the shop, Uchiha Gin watched as Jiraiya tried his best to dissuade Kushina. Feeling the scrutinizing gaze from Jiraiya, he immediately curled his lip and unleashed a precise critical strike.

"what?"

Jiraiya's expression froze upon hearing this, and he instinctively retorted.

"Be careful, or I, the immortal, will sue you for defamation!"

Seeing that Jiraiya had been thrown off balance by Gin Uchiha's words, Orochimaru couldn't help but smile slightly.

"You effeminate guy with long, straight black hair, hasn't anyone told you that you're wearing too much foundation and eyeshadow?"

"Well!"

Upon hearing this, Orochimaru's expression visibly turned ugly.

No one in the entire Hidden Leaf Village has ever dared to speak to him like that!

Is this curly-haired guy applying for a test subject position?

"This is permanent makeup."

Orochimaru, his face flushed with anger, slowly rose and, together with Jiraiya and Kushina, formed a pincer movement, tightly surrounding Gin Uchiha.

boom!

Three tangible streams of killing intent emanated from the body, swirling around the ceiling of the ramen shop.

"oi~oi~ Is this how you Konoha people greet each other?"

The calm and collected Uchiha Gin waved his hand, completely unaffected by the killing intent.

Seeing his nonchalant and irritating demeanor, the three who had been provoked felt a surge of anger rising within them, even Orochimaru, who was known for his composure.

"Of course."

With veins bulging on his forehead, Jiraiya clenched his fists and forced out a word of welcome through gritted teeth.

"Out-of-towner, come and experience the warmth of Konoha."

"Kushina? Jiraiya? What are you doing?"

Just as the three were about to teach the curly-haired man a lesson for his loose tongue and precise attacks on their sore spots, Minato, who had entered the ramen shop with Tsunade, saw this scene and immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"Minato, you've come at the right time. Keep watch at the gate for me. I'm going to teach this rude curly-haired guy a lesson today!"

"That's right~ That's right~"

Kushina, who was standing to the side with her little fist raised, nodded repeatedly. Her big, dark eyes were full of exasperation. It was clear that Uchiha Gin's words about "tomato head" had reopened the wounds of her childhood trauma.

"Orochimaru-senpai, why didn't you stop them?"

Seeing his teacher and girlfriend consumed by anger, Minato helplessly covered his forehead and turned to Orochimaru, whose face was as cold as ice, for help.

"My experiment just happens to be missing a curly-haired subject."

"Uh Tsunade-sama."

Seeing Orochimaru also looking at Uchiha Gin with resentment in his eyes, Minato had no choice but to turn to Tsunade behind him, who was grinning strangely, hoping she could mediate.

"There's nothing I can do to help."

Locked down by three murderous intents, Uchiha Gin didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. He stared at the menu on the table for a long time before finally making his choice.

"Seriously, in that case, I'll choose the savory ramen, handmade, and remember to replace the seasoning salt with sugar."

"Damn it, sushi bar!"

Enraged by being ignored, the three attacked simultaneously. However, they still had some restraint, holding back their strength and not intending to kill. They merely wanted to teach the sharp-tongued Uchiha Gin a lesson.

Just as Kushina's fiery punches, Jiraiya's forceful push, and Orochimaru's cunning chop were about to strike Uchiha's silver-haired, curly hair, a hunched figure instantly passed through the curtain, and withered hands suddenly swung, blocking all three attacks.

"You rude brats, stop right now!"

"Elder Huo He"?

Jiraiya, who had taken several steps back, stared in astonishment at the old man who had intervened to stop them; his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

This old guy is clearly incredibly powerful; he doesn't look like someone whose cultivation has been completely destroyed in legends at all.

The suddenly appearing Uchiha Fire Core ignored the three people with their varying expressions, and instead, to everyone's disbelief, turned around and his hunched body collapsed forward with a thud.

Pfft!

"Lord Yin, I thought you were dead!" (End of Chapter)