Chapter 357: Michiru and Hikaru
The client's name was Michiru, a fair-skinned fat man, and also the prince of the Crescent Moon Island in the southern sea, the Land of the Moon.
The Land of the Moon had a comfortable climate and abundant crops. Plus, it was far from the mainland, so the Great Ninja Wars and the wars between the major countries basically didn't involve them. After hundreds of years of accumulation, the Land of the Moon was quite wealthy, at least the royal family was.
The Land of the Moon was also a central hub on the sea route for the Land of Fire's fleet to reach the southern continent. Besides the escort mission, Ino and the others also had the task of rendezvousing with the Land of Fire's fleet.
In the future, the Ino-Shika-Cho trio would focus on developing the southern continent as one of their three burrows. The importance of the Land of the Moon could not be ignored.
The four of them left Konoha with the fat prince's caravan that day.
The caravan was vast, transporting so many and varied goods that you couldn't see the end of it. These were all things the fat prince had accumulated from his "shopping sprees" during his travels in the Land of Fire.
At first, this Prince Michiru had some doubts about Ino and the others' abilities. It was only after Sakura defeated all his guards with a few punches and kicks that he truly recognized their strength.
"Is the great king of your village sick? Doesn't he have money to see a doctor?" Prince Michiru was a rather optimistic fat man. He invited Ino and the others to ride in his carriage and then chatted casually.
Choji and Sakura didn't know the inside story. Shikamaru knew about these things. Was Jiraiya sick? He was beaten up.
This matter was too troublesome to explain. He motioned for Ino to go and fool him.
Ino gave a dry laugh. "Um, the leader of our village is called a Kage, not a hereditary monarchy. The bruises on his face, the bruises are, yes, he… he has been practicing a secret technique recently, so he got a little injured. He will recover soon."
Prince Michiru was impressed without understanding. It was difficult for his head to understand how a non-hereditary system could ensure the continuation of power. Ino didn't explain much in this regard either.
She talked on and on, promoting something.
What was she promoting? Konoha's school district housing!
The fat prince was middle-aged and currently divorced, traveling around the Land of Fire with his seven-year-old son, Hikaru.
To put it nicely, it was traveling. To put it bluntly, it was eating, drinking, and having fun.
The reason this prince hadn't returned to his country for a long time and was wandering around the world was said to be because his father wanted him to broaden his horizons and see more of the outside world.
"His Majesty the old king is indeed very wise and a good father. Your Highness Michiru is also a good father. His Highness Hikaru is so smart…" Ino pointed to the little boy next to her.
The boy wore round glasses. Compared to his father's three-hundred-pound body, this child's size was much more normal. He was thin and small, and didn't like to talk, just sitting in a corner playing a handheld game console.
The boy was very introverted. If he had a lightning scar on his forehead, he could pass for Harry Potter.
If a brown-haired girl pulled open the carriage door in the next second, bringing the Gryffindor sword saint to look for a toad, Ino wouldn't be surprised…
She looked at the boy a couple of times and said with a smile, "Your Highness the Prince wouldn't want His Highness Hikaru to be unable to enjoy the best education in the world in the future, right? I'm not bragging, but the footsteps of ninjas are all over the world. Our Konoha's education level is the best in the world! As long as you buy a house in Konoha School, you can enjoy priority enrollment and other things in the future. There's even a discount if you buy now…"
The fat prince didn't care about any discount.
He also knew that ninjas were the most powerful group of people in the world today. Ino also vaguely indicated that Konoha would have two educational systems in the future: a ninja class and an ordinary class. He was immediately tempted. Buy! One set? How is one set enough? I have money, give me ten sets!
"Hahahaha! Straightforward! The prince is truly a straightforward person!" Ino was so excited that her Sharingan almost couldn't be hidden.
The fat prince was clearly preparing to return to his country to inherit the throne, but under her glib tongue, he actually bought ten houses in Konoha.
Whether he would live in them or not was another matter; he just had money.
The boy, Hikaru, who had been playing on his handheld console, sneered. "Isn't it just about money? Become my retainer. I'll give you as much money as you want."
His words were full of mockery, including all four ninjas. Ino was his main target of ridicule.
Sakura was startled and looked at Ino nervously. This pig won't go berserk and tear the little boy apart, will she?
The temperature in the carriage dropped visibly. Back then, Orochimaru could intimidate Kakashi with just a glance. Although it was partly due to Kakashi's long period of decadence and his overly depressed will, the killing intent mixed with Yin Release chakra was also an objective existence.
In terms of killing people, Orochimaru won. In terms of Yin Release, Orochimaru was far inferior to Ino.
The few of them felt a cold wind blowing in the carriage. As the main target, the boy Hikaru was stiff all over, his fingers holding the handheld console completely out of his control. He wanted to act tough, but cold sweat still flowed down from his forehead. It felt as if a vortex had appeared in front of him, and his consciousness was being sucked in bit by bit.
"Ahem." At the critical moment, Shikamaru coughed lightly twice.
"Hahahaha—hire me? Don't be silly, you can't afford my price!" Ino smiled brightly, changing the "buy" in his words to "hire." With her laughter, the gloomy atmosphere disappeared, and the sunlight outside the carriage shone in again. Everything before seemed like an illusion.
Hikaru's ridicule destroyed the previous harmonious atmosphere. Ino lost interest in chatting with them, waved her hand, and went to the rear carriage to rest.
Choji also left with her, followed by Sakura. Finally, Shikamaru whispered a few words of advice: We accept your employment, but we are not your servants. You must maintain basic respect for ninjas.
The caravan arrived at the port in the south of the Land of Fire, then took a boat to Crescent Moon Island, where the Land of the Moon was located.
There were no incidents along the way, and they arrived at the royal palace smoothly.
The old king held a banquet to entertain them.
During the banquet, a fat man in a purple robe made an appearance, spoke a few words to the old king in a low voice, and then left the banquet with a gloomy face.
Ino stared at the figure of the purple-robed fat man.
"What, is there a problem with this guy?" Shikamaru asked.
Ino picked her ear. "I wasn't paying attention just now. What's that guy's name?"
"Shabaronba? Sharondaba?" Shikamaru wasn't sure either.
Ino asked a servant at the scene and only then learned that this was the kingdom's minister, Shabadaba.
"Oh, it's nothing. I misheard just now." Ino had misheard it as "Salonpas" just now, and she was puzzled. In the good old world of Naruto, where did this "Salonpas" pop out from?
The banquet was extremely luxurious. The old king and the fat prince were chatting happily. The extremely introverted Hikaru occasionally touched the food on the table but was mostly silent.
Ino and the others didn't go up to be an eyesore and just ate and drank in the hall by themselves.
Anyway, it's free. Eat, don't be polite!
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