Tanzaku Town, Mimori Hotel.
At this moment, Kakashi Hatake, having been treated by Tsunade, finally woke up. Due to mental trauma, he was uncomfortably clutching his head with his hand.
"Yo, you're awake. You really look pathetic, Kakashi Hatake, getting taken down by a single glance from Uchiha Itachi."
Tsunade stood by the bedside with her arms crossed, glancing at him with a tone of mockery.
Kakashi Hatake struggled to turn his head. Seeing Tsunade, he looked surprised. "It's Lady Tsunade. How did I end up here?"
Click—the door opened. Aoki Yoru and the other two walked in and were pleasantly surprised to see Kakashi Hatake awake. Tsunade was truly a master of medical Ninjutsu; her treatment had immediate results.
"In your current condition, you need to lie down for a week, and you won't fully recover for a month."
Tsunade then looked at Aoki Yoru with a half-smile. "Kid, it seems you won a lot of money from me earlier. Does Konoha allow kids to enter casinos now?"
Aoki Yoru immediately thought, 'Oh no.' He had only thought about making some quick cash earlier and forgot that Tsunade had terrible gambling habits. He immediately forced a stiff, awkward smile and took out a scroll to hand to her.
"Lady Tsunade, that was just because I saw you kept losing money and Shizune couldn't talk you out of it, so I helped you save some. Now it's just returning to its rightful owner."
'That was all my money.'
Aoki Yoru was heartbroken, but since she was his future boss, he had to leave a good impression.
Tsunade looked at him with an expression that said 'you're sensible,' took the scroll with satisfaction, and immediately wanted to go to the casino to win it back. She felt her luck would be very strong this time, and Shizune couldn't hold her back.
Aoki Yoru suddenly felt a bit sorry for her. Following Tsunade really meant going hungry; hadn't he noticed that even Tonton had gotten thin?
That night, in the wilderness outside Tanzaku Town.
The ground was now pockmarked, covered in giant craters of varying depths and dense cracks. Gravel was everywhere, dust was flying, and the originally flat land had been completely destroyed.
Aoki Yoru lay flat on his back on the broken ground, gasping for air. Every breath caused him sharp Pain; he felt that several of his ribs were broken.
Tsunade, who had gone out excitedly during the day to win back her money, returned at night looking like a defeated dog.
Seeing Aoki Yoru practicing his sword, she said that as his senior, she needed to guide him. However, Aoki Yoru felt it was purely because Tsunade had lost at gambling and was depressed, wanting to vent.
Looking at Aoki Yoru lying on the ground, Tsunade's eyes were full of shock. At first, she had only intended to guide a junior from the village with a playful attitude, but she hadn't expected Aoki Yoru's strength to be so unexpected, and she had been forced to take it seriously.
Yui and Kenta, who were watching from the side, were trembling. They had originally wanted to be guided by the legendary Sannin, but now they didn't even dare to breathe; it was too brutal.
"Shizune, heal him." After saying that, she left directly.
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
Shizune truly deserved to be Tsunade's direct disciple; by the second day, Aoki Yoru was already jumping around.
They gained a lot in these seven days. Although Tsunade was often drunk, her occasional pointers made the three of them suddenly enlightened. Aoki Yoru felt he had already touched the threshold of Tsunade's Monster Strength.
Among the three, Yui gained the most. Although she didn't dare to ask questions often due to Tsunade's aura, Shizune had a gentle personality, liked this junior, and didn't hold back in teaching her.
The medical Ninjutsu she had been exploring on her own received a systematic review over these few days. Plus, with Tsunade's occasional guidance when she was in a good mood, it wouldn't be long before she could become an independent medical Ninja.
That day, Kakashi Hatake was already able to move freely, so he decided to return to the village.
Tsunade had already left, preparing to go elsewhere to borrow some usurious loans to continue trying to win it back.
"Hmm??"
Kakashi Hatake took the scroll handed to him by Aoki Yoru, opened it with confusion, and his expression changed drastically.
"Where did this come from?" A full 100 million ryo. Even as the head of the Hatake Clan, he didn't have this kind of wealth.
He told him everything about the Land of Waves and Gato. After all, if things went south, Kakashi Hatake would have to take the fall—he was taller.
With a solemn expression, he pondered for a moment and said seriously to Aoki Yoru, "Do less of this in the future. The Ninja World has its own operating rules. Breaking these rules will lead to being hunted by the entire Ninja World."
Aoki Yoru nodded, agreeing not to target wealthy elites. This had been the survival logic for Ninjas since the Six Paths Sage.
Otherwise, someone as money-loving as Kakuzu would have long since started a massacre against them; wouldn't that be faster than bitterly executing bounty missions?
Although he was a transmigrator and wasn't restricted by these conventional shackles, he didn't want to be hunted by the entire Ninja World either.
The setting sun slanted west, dyeing the horizon a warm red.
The group traveled through the forest for most of the day and finally arrived at Konoha just before dusk.
Looking at the familiar gate and the two gate guards, Aoki Yoru felt an inexplicable sense of peace. Although it had various problems, it was, after all, a home where he could sleep soundly.
The squad disbanded on the spot, and Kakashi Hatake went to find the Hokage to report.
Hokage Office.
The Third Hokage puffed on his pipe, his eyes flickering. After a while, he slowly exhaled smoke.
"Is that so? I didn't expect so many things to happen. I will arrange for the Anbu to investigate the organization that Uchiha Itachi joined. As for Tsunade, is she still sulking? Still unwilling to forgive me, her teacher?"
Kakashi Hatake just remained silent and lowered his eyes, saying nothing. This wasn't something he could get involved in, so he bid farewell to the Third Hokage and left.
Returning home, Aoki Yoru felt much more relaxed. Sure enough, home was a warm harbor. Although there were no hot meals, it made people relax unconsciously.
The next day at noon, the scorching sun shone through the window into the room. Aoki Yoru stretched, feeling much better after a night's rest.
He washed up and went out, heading toward Ichiraku Ramen.
When he was poor before, although he was curious about the taste of the famous Ichiraku Ramen, he could never bear to eat it; after all, even ordinary ramen cost 60 ryo. This time, he had to order the most expensive one, no matter what.
"Hmm, the taste is indeed good. No wonder they opened branches by the time of boruto."
Aoki Yoru sat on the bench, slurping noodles. Ichiraku's cooking was indeed delicious and very chewy; in this Ninja World lacking good food, it was considered a delicacy.
At this moment, a voice very much like Kenta's came from the door next door. Confused, he carried his bowl and walked out.
In the shop next door, Kenta was decorating the shop with his whole family. Seeing Aoki Yoru carrying his bowl, he enthusiastically invited him to take a look.
"Didn't we earn a sum from suppressing the bandits earlier? My parents have been looking for a storefront to open a sweet soup shop for a while. They originally planned to rent, but thanks to you earning that sum, we bought this shop."
'Good grief, it turns out you're the Child of Destiny!'
Aoki Yoru was shocked by Kenta's luck. This was a golden location that a transmigrator must buy! It escaped the destruction of the Konoha Crush Plan and the Pain Invasion, and by the time of boruto, it became the central district of Konoha.
It was equivalent to buying a house in Beijing in 2008 in his previous life; he could just sit back and wait for it to appreciate.
Kenta then introduced his parents to him. They were both honest, simple farmers, and they were a bit reserved when speaking.
Aoki Yoru also saw his younger brother and sister. They didn't look as scrawny and malnourished as when they first met; their little faces were much rosier, even showing baby fat, and they were running around the shop in brand-new clothes.
He then bid them farewell and said that when the shop opened, he would definitely give a big red envelope.
On the way back, the evening breeze blew gently.
Aoki Yoru walked on the streets of Konoha, but in his mind, the reserved yet hopeful smiles of Kenta's parents and the happy figures of those children running and jumping kept appearing.
He sighed silently in his heart, "No matter which world it is, the simplest goal of ordinary people has always been to be well-fed and clothed, and for their family to be safe and healthy."