The Days of Being the Richest Man in the Ninja World
Chapter 407 - 53. Appeared Again?!

Chapter 407 - 53. Appeared Again?!

[V2] - 53. Appeared Again?!

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Today.

Clear skies.

Ever since the news broke that her First Grandpa and Second Grandpa had colluded with Orochimaru, Tsunade, who had originally planned to return to the village and reminisce about the glory days of the Senju clan, now had no choice but to lay low outside.

This was in a certain town outside the village, inside an internet café.

Tsunade, in simple disguise, slouched while playing cards, looking just like a down-and-out person surviving off pachinko machines.

Picking her nose while yawning out of boredom, and when she lost all her chips, she'd ask Shizune—who was holding her phone and chatting online nearby—to go recharge her account.

She—

One of the Legendary Sannin of Konoha.

Tsunade was not short of money!

But at some point, the name "Tsunade" wasn't just her name anymore, and the title of Konoha's Sannin... had already become infamous!

"What a disaster!" Tsunade sighed emotionally, watching her opponent win the hand with just a pair of threes, and immediately cursed again, "What kind of trash is this matchmaking? Why didn't they play the bomb? The landlord only had a pair of threes left!"

It was exactly because she kept getting matched with these kinds of trash that she lost so badly!

Right then.

Shizune, who was chatting online beside her, leaned over and glanced at Tsunade's game.

Her eyelid twitched slightly.

You have the nerve to talk about others?!

Tsunade-sama, you had a pair of bombs in your hand!

Of course—

As Tsunade's student, she would stand by her no matter what.

However—

"Tsunade-sama, we've been playing for quite a few days now," Shizune sighed, "The First and Second Hokage both told you to pull yourself together and not indulge in illusions anymore. Tsunade-sama, please don't keep spiraling like this!"

But—

"Heh~" Tsunade glanced sideways at her young student, pursed her lips, and said blandly,

"When your Grandpa is even more washed-up than you, colludes with the enemy, ruins the name you worked so hard to build, and now you can't even use your own name anymore, tell me—how are you supposed to pull yourself together?"

"..."

...That's a fair point.

Shizune's mouth twitched. For a moment, she didn't know how to persuade Tsunade-sama.

Tsunade-sama—

She's had it rough too!

The First Hokage passed away, the Second sacrificed himself, Nawaki died in action, and the once-grand Senju clan was no more. As for Tsunade... sigh, better not say it!

"I believe the First and Second Hokage will definitely bless you from above!" Shizune forced a smile, then, seeing Tsunade sinking into gloom again, took a deep breath and encouraged her, "So please pull yourself together. I believe the First and Second wouldn't want to see you like this again!"

"It's better not to see them at all!" Tsunade snapped irritably, "I get the feeling that if we meet again, something's definitely going to go wrong!"

Although she dearly missed her First Grandpa and Second Grandpa, given the current situation in the ninja world...

If they reappeared, they'd be pelted with rotten eggs~

Forget it, forget it.

The dead are gone, but they'll always live on in her heart.

So—

Let's just fade away from the ninja world together.

At that moment.

Suddenly—

"What the hell!!!"

The internet café erupted. Several players jumped from their seats as if they'd seen something unbelievable, drawing the attention of both Tsunade and Shizune.

"???" Shizune blinked, "What's going on? Why the sudden uproar?"

"Probably another in-game event or something!" Tsunade glanced over, then looked away indifferently, "Or maybe someone did a ten-pull and got a legendary drop! Such a bunch of childish kids!"

Making such a big fuss!

No composure at all.

Unlike her, Tsunade.

What hasn't she seen before?

Even when she heard that the First and Second Hokage had shown up, she didn't even flinch!

Watching Shizune curiously craning her neck to look at the nearby screen, Tsunade calmly shook her head, "Stay calm! Stay calm! Shizune, you're my only true disciple. Don't be like some ignorant little girl, getting curious over everything."

Just then—

As if noticing something, Shizune fell completely silent, then turned around with a panicked look, "Tsunade-sama! Tsunade-sama!"

"Calm down, calm down! Don't get so worked up. What is it? Don't tell me it's a buy-one-get-one-free promo?"

"No! It's not that!"

"If it's not, then why are you so agitated?" Tsunade yawned, moved her mouse, played a three, and said, "It's not like my First Grandpa and Second Grandpa showed up again or something!"

This game's a loss for sure, no big deal.

Right after she said that—

Shizune looked at her in silence.

And then—

"???"

She won?!

How the hell did that happen?!

The opponent disconnected!

She actually won!

Tsunade's hand started trembling. She turned her head stiffly toward Shizune, suddenly feeling parched. Her mouth trembled as she asked, "They... they really appeared?"

As soon as she spoke—

Shizune quickly nodded, saying nothing.

"F*** you, Orochimaru!" Tsunade leapt from her seat, face flushed with rage, slammed her palm down—instantly smashing the computer and desk into pieces.

Sparks and lightning.

The once-rowdy internet café immediately went dead silent, all eyes on the blonde woman with the wavy hair.

So scary!

"Is it enough?! Move, all of you! Let me see what the hell is going on now!"

"Tsunade-sama! Tsunade-sama! Stay calm! Please stay calm!"

"Calm? Calm my ass~ Get out of the way!"

...

On the other side.

Today was the third day since Madara-sama left.

As Madara-sama's outwardly loyal underlings, they were truly heartbroken the moment he departed.

They danced for a whole day and night, ate and drank for another whole day and night before the sorrow in their hearts finally eased a bit.

"Actually, my heart still hurts! How about we dance a little longer, set up a few more tables? Give Madara-sama a joyful send-off?"

"You bastard, do you even still have Madara-sama in your heart? Do you even have the basic self-respect of a proper tool? And you still want to set up more tables? Did you forget our mission again? Let me tell you! We're out of money!"

"Out of money again?"

At that moment—

The little White Zetsus, who were wallowing in grief over Madara-sama's departure, all looked down in disappointment.

Heartache!

So much heartache!

Even Black Zetsu nearby was tempted to string a few more of them up on the God Tree. "Can't you guys do something serious for once?!"

Just as Black Zetsu finished speaking—

In an instant—

All the White Zetsus perked up again. A White Zetsu Leader... one of the five permanent leaders of the Party Organization, stepped forward and raised his fist high. "That's right! We can't go on like this! We must not keep drowning in clubbing! We have to leave our comfort zone and move toward our dream!"

He waved his hand. "Why are you standing around? Hang it up, meeting starts now!"

As he spoke—

Several White Zetsus took down the old banner that had been hanging for a while and replaced it with a freshly prepared one.

Today's meeting was...

[Train a New Boss and Fulfill Madara-sama's Plan!]

Then all the White Zetsus fell silent, staring earnestly at the banner above.

The meeting begins!

The Party Organizer White Zetsu nodded in satisfaction, gave a couple of fake coughs, stood up, and said, "These past few days while you were out clubbing, I took a serious look at Madara-sama's plan and our mission. I've broken it down into one three-year plan, and two five-year plans. The goal is to have the new boss fully grown before Madara-sama reappears. So remember... our goal now is—!"

As the words fell.

All the White Zetsus raised their fists and shouted in unison, "Train the new boss!"

Say no to 007!"

However—

Just as all the White Zetsus were loudly chanting their vows—

A timid voice came from the side: "That... Madara-sama seems to have reappeared!"

"?!"

The entire group of White Zetsus instantly fell silent again.

Then they all turned their heads sharply, eyes locking onto the White Zetsu sitting at the computer.

The Party Organizer White Zetsu froze, then stepped forward, nodded, and looked at the White Zetsu at the computer, "I know you have Madara-sama in your heart, so do we. But the situation is different now, we must train a new—"

Before he could finish—

He saw—

That White Zetsu at the computer shakily extended his hand, pointed at the screen, and cautiously said, "Um... it's not like that."

After a pause—

"Madara-sama... really appeared!"

"???"

All the White Zetsus, hearing this, lowered their heads together and looked at the computer screen.

Instantly—

On the enlarged video feed—

A familiar, overwhelmingly cool and domineering figure appeared before their eyes.

White Zetsus: (゜ー゜)

Then—

"Quick, quick, quick! Take down the banner! Who put that up? Who did it? You trying to raise a second boss?!"

"It wasn't me! White Zetsu don't lie to White Zetsu!"

"Madara-sama! I missed you so much!"

Meeting terminated!

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