Chapter 375: Added a Ball
The 'Fat Sheep Casino' was indeed booming.
The casino's location was very remote, and apart from two single-story houses nearby, there were no other buildings. No inns, no hot springs, no xxx. But none of this could stop the horde of gamblers from coming with a pilgrimage-like mood to seek an audience with the 'Legendary Fat Sheep'—Tsunade.
On its opening day, the casino was packed with people—a sea of humanity. People came and went continuously, and among them, there were no commoners... well, it was just very lively.
On one side of the venue, Masahiko held a small pink pig and stood quietly beside Mito and Hashirama. Both of them were 'living dead', and their Edo Tensei features were very obvious, so they both wore large black cloaks to conceal their figures. This kind of attire wasn't considered too strange in a casino; there were always people who wanted to make a fortune in silence. Of course, there were even more who lost everything in silence and became paupers.
In the center of the venue, the beautiful dealer (Shizune) expressionlessly shook the dice cup. Tsunade and a crowd of gamblers from all over placed their bets.
Tsunade had a perfect start—a three-game losing streak—before being dragged away by the 'cloaked figure' Mito.
"Grandma, let me gamble one more time, just once, I'll definitely win this time!" Tsunade pleaded softly, still harboring illusions.
Mito ignored her, dragging her with firm steps to where Masahiko and Hashirama stood. Tsunade sighed helplessly and finally calmed down.
"Phew... I know, my three times for today are up. I'll turn the tables tomorrow!"
Masahiko shook his head. Over time, she would eventually learn the meaning of despair.
Hashirama seemed to have flames igniting on his body as he walked towards Shizune with heavy steps. Tsunade's three times were over; now it was his turn.
As a result, two minutes later, Mito dragged another one back... Looking at Hashirama's stiff body, Masahiko almost burst out laughing.
"Tsunade, do you understand now why you both won and lost when gambling with Hashirama?"
Tsunade already had a bad premonition. Memories of Hashirama teaching her to gamble when she was three or four surged into her mind, but she remained stubborn. "Grandfather and I just have bad luck today."
"That's right." Hashirama also had no idea what was going on.
Mito shook her head and laughed. "Second Grandpa, aren't you going to play a few hands?"
Masahiko was taken aback and waved his hand. "Better not. It's the first day of business. If I go gamble, it will ruin their gambling experience."
The four of them watched from the sidelines for a while. However, in this kind of environment, Tsunade's hands were really itching. With Mito watching her from the side, she felt helpless and could only step up to replace Shizune as the dealer... This way, she could at least satisfy her craving to handle the dice.
Seeing this, Hashirama hesitated for a moment, stiffly turned to Masahiko and Mito, scratched his head, and said, "I'll go over there and watch Tsunade."
Masahiko laughed. "Go ahead."
Hashirama didn't move. Masahiko turned to persuade Mito, "Mito, let him go. After they lose enough, I'll just win it back. The casino won't go bankrupt."
Only then did Mito nod.
After Hashirama left, Masahiko sighed softly, his mind gradually going blank as he weighed the small pink pig in his arms.
"Pig snout, pig head, pig spine, pig knuckle, pig trotter, pig butt, pig tail... Eh, no pig whip. A little female pig?"
"Oink, oink?"
"Second Grandpa, do you... have something on your mind?"
Masahiko was startled. "You could tell even this?"
He did indeed have something on his mind. He was only 5 Witness Points away from maxing out his Yang attribute, but he didn't know where to get them, which was very frustrating.
Today, March 1st, was the opening day of the Ninja Academy. Masahiko specifically made a trip to the academy, but Naruto advancing to the second grade didn't bring him a single Witness Point...
"This brat is useless right now. Getting Witness Points from him will probably have to wait until he graduates... Eh? Brat?" Masahiko looked thoughtful.
...
In the evening, Masahiko arrived at the entrance of the Konoha Ninja Academy again, quietly waiting for the children to finish school.
As time passed, groups of academy children walked out of the academy gates one after another.
"Hello, Great Ancestor," little Hinata bowed deeply before Masahiko.
"Mm." Masahiko stepped forward and rubbed her little head. "School's over? Did you see Naruto?"
"Naru-Naruto-kun is in the back," Hinata replied softly.
"What about Toneri?"
"Toneri-kun is also in the back."
"Sasuke... Alright, I got it. You go home," Masahiko smiled and shook his head.
Watching Hinata leave, Masahiko waited at the academy gate for a full half hour. When the other children were mostly gone, and he still hadn't seen the three 'in the back', he almost thought they got lost...
It wasn't until a neatly dressed Toneri, a slightly disheveled Sasuke, and a battered and bruised Naruto appeared before his eyes that he understood what happened.
"Went to duel again? Oh, no, Naruto, did you challenge the two of them again?"
"Great Ancestor, why are you here?"
The other two children also came forward to greet him. Masahiko waved his hand. "You two go back first. I have some business with Naruto. Also, tell your Aunt Kushina that I took Naruto."
After sending Toneri and Sasuke off, Masahiko turned to Naruto with a smile, raising an eyebrow. "Got beaten up again?"
"Hmph!" Naruto turned his face away. "Great Ancestor, what do you want with me?"
"Taking you to do something meaningful."
...
About half an hour later, Masahiko and Naruto, each carrying two buckets of paint, climbed up the Hokage Monument.
"Great Ancestor, what are we doing here?"
Masahiko turned his head with a smile. "Haven't you always admired Konoha's Hokage? This Hokage Monument needs a dedicated person to paint it every once in a while. I brought you here to do this, isn't it very meaningful?"
Naruto nodded ignorantly. "It seems very meaningful."
"Right? Then I'll paint Hashirama and Tobirama, and you paint Hiruzen and your dad. You have to be serious," Masahiko said while using his gaze to 'intimidate' the Anbu who wanted to come over and investigate the situation into leaving.
"No problem!" Naruto patted his chest, almost spilling the paint.
"Mm, seeing you so eager, I'm relieved..." Masahiko murmured softly.
In the Hokage's Office, Hiruzen stood helplessly in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, not knowing what kind of trouble Masahiko was stirring up again.
What relieved him was that Masahiko seemed to really just be painting the Hokage Monument, and little Naruto was also doing a decent job.
He pondered slightly and stroked his beard, then almost pulled his beard out. Naruto had painted the beard on his Hokage face green.
He thought Masahiko would immediately stop him, who knew...
On the Hokage Monument, Masahiko burst into 'haha' laughter and gave Naruto a thumbs up. "Beautifully done, Naruto!"
A line of Chinese characters flashed across his eyes: "Witnessed and slightly altered the side plot of the Naruto world: Naruto's prank graffiti, obtained 5 (*2) Witness Points."
Naruto was stunned. He had accidentally painted the wrong color just now and thought Masahiko would scold him...
"Great Ancestor, do you hate Grandpa Third?"
Masahiko's smile instantly vanished. "Brat, what are you saying! I told you to paint it properly, look what you've done. Hurry up and paint it back to its original state. You can't go home until you finish painting!"
Naruto: ???
In the Hokage's Office, Hiruzen stroked his beard again. "Elder Masahiko seems a bit off lately."
Not only was Masahiko perfectly fine, but he was also feeling great inside. He had finally gathered enough Witness Points to max out his Yang attribute.
"What will happen when the Yang attribute is maxed out? Enhanced physique, perfect Sage Body? Will a cool-looking cloak appear?" Masahiko was very curious and casually added the Witness Points. Anyway, if the situation went south, he could just return to his space.
A long moment later, Masahiko scratched his head. "No reaction at all, what's going on? Did I add fake points... Hmm?"
His chest suddenly felt a bit stuffy. Masahiko watched helplessly as a black sphere squeezed out from his chest.
"Did I... just add a ball?"
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