"Exactly!"
Uchiha Senichi nodded, then his eyes lit up slightly.
"You're planning to cooperate with the Second Elder… and the clan?"
"Correct."
Uchiha Sora nodded calmly.
"A chain restaurant isn't something our family alone can handle."
"The investment is too large, and it requires long-term manpower and resource support."
"We can provide recipes and business plans, while the clan contributes capital and locations—then we share profits."
"The same applies to high-proof alcohol."
"As for pharmaceuticals and explosive tags, we can also cooperate—"
"We handle production, the clan handles distribution."
"After all, the Uchiha Clan already has businesses and trade caravans across many regions. That saves us the effort of building trade routes from scratch."
"What do you think?"
In truth—
Sora didn't care much about money.
As long as it was enough.
But now?
It wasn't enough anymore.
Future experiments, family cultivation resources, medicinal materials—
All required a stable income source.
Bringing the clan in also had advantages:
Shared risk and pressureLess personal exposureAbility to stay behind the scenes
He had already been in the spotlight too much lately.
Senichi and Uchiha Mixin exchanged a glance.
"Feasible."
"Let's do it your way."
Then Senichi narrowed his eyes.
"But—are your recipes and alcohol actually good?"
"If the taste is bad, everything falls apart."
"Of course."
Sora replied confidently.
"You can test them first."
This was food culture from his previous life.
If it failed—
Then the problem wasn't the recipes.
It was the world's taste buds.
"Good! Then we'll test it first!"
Senichi nodded.
"If it works, I'll handle the restaurant chain and alcohol business."
"As for pharmaceuticals, discuss with your mother."
Mixin then asked seriously:
"What about explosive tags and medical talismans?"
"How confident are you?"
"And spatial sealing scrolls? Pharmaceuticals?"
Sora replied methodically:
"Explosive tags—I already have a direction."
"Medical talismans—I lack sufficient foundation in sealing techniques."
"I'll consult my teacher—Tsunade—and try to obtain more sealing technique texts."
"The Uchiha Clan isn't strong in sealing arts."
"As for spatial scrolls—"
"I found the method in clan archives and already learned it."
"But efficiency and cost control are poor."
"Give me a few months—I'll optimize it."
Then—
"Pharmaceuticals will be our main revenue."
"I plan to release five products:"
1. Improved Soldier PillsBetter tasteDouble effectiveness2. Antidote PillsRapidly neutralizes most common poisons3. Hemostasis PillsInternal and external useExcellent bleeding control4. Healing PowderGreatly accelerates wound recovery5. Body Tempering PillsYouth version + Adult versionDerived from their medicinal bath formula
"You can also switch to Body Tempering Pills."
"No more troublesome medicinal baths."
"Of course—"
"The commercial versions will be half as effective as ours."
"Hiss…"
Senichi inhaled sharply.
"You've developed all this already?"
"These are essential items for every ninja!"
Then—
He asked the most important question in his mind:
"…Will the soldier pills taste good?"
Sora: "???"
"…Shouldn't you be focusing on the Body Tempering Pills?"
Mixin laughed softly.
"That's because everyone has suffered through soldier pills."
"Especially your father."
Then she turned to Uchiha Mikoto.
"You've tried them too, right?"
Mikoto's expression stiffened slightly.
"…Yes."
"In emergency missions… they're unavoidable."
"The taste is… unforgettable."
(For all the wrong reasons.)
Then she looked at Sora with hope.
"If you can make them taste good—even with average effects—"
"They'll sell like crazy."
"No one can refuse good-tasting soldier pills."
"Then get ready to count money."
Sora smiled.
"These are the formulas."
He handed over a stack of prescriptions.
"All five formulas are here."
Then he turned to Senichi.
"Dad—about the Body Tempering Pills…"
"Inform the clan elders first."
"We'll supply them at cost price."
"No profit from the clan."
"Good thinking."
Senichi nodded.
"This prevents complaints later."
Then he asked:
"Which version?"
"Commercial or full-strength?"
"Commercial version."
Sora answered without hesitation.
"That's enough."
"We support the clan—but not at the cost of our own foundation."
Giving everything to the clan?
That would be foolish.
They weren't even the clan head family yet.
"Understood."
Senichi nodded, satisfied.
"Then it's settled."