Chapter 378: Akatsuki Organization United Nations
Turn the tide when it's crashing down, prop up the building when it's collapsing. — God of Gamblers Uzumaki
Inside the 'Fat Sheep Casino', voices boiled over.
Bang!
Tsunade shattered the casino floor with a stomp, her face full of domineering arrogance. "Stop arguing! Since you came to gamble, you should be willing to accept your losses. Anyone who can't afford to lose, get the hell out of here!"
Beside her, Masahiko shot her a mild side-glance.
Tsunade's face fell. "Those who can afford to lose, please leave as well. The casino is closing."
A crowd of gamblers who had lost everything expressed that tonight's gambling experience was extremely poor. But looking at the cracked earth beneath Tsunade's feet, they sensibly muttered curses and left the casino.
Once everyone was gone, the 'cloaked figure' Hashirama raised his hand and threw off his thick cloak. "Second Grandpa, your gambling skills are still as brilliant as ever."
He took two steps forward, formed hand seals, and used Wood Release to smooth out the floor Tsunade had shattered with her stomp.
The casino had all sorts of people; there would always be a few reckless ones who wanted to 'act wildly'. At these times, Tsunade needed to stomp and intimidate them, followed by Hashirama repairing it with Wood Release. The grandfather-granddaughter duo cooperated with practiced ease.
Having finished this, the two looked at Masahiko eagerly, bowing slightly, their movements perfectly synchronized.
"Second (Great-Great) Grandpa, teach us gambling skills!"
Masahiko shook his head helplessly. He walked a few steps over to Mito and handed her a thick stack of money slips he had just won. "Is this enough?"
Mito gave those two a mild side-glance. "It's enough for now."
Hashirama and Tsunade simultaneously scratched their heads and smiled awkwardly.
Seeing their synchronized movements, Masahiko also laughed. "You two are really something. The casino is this popular, and you still managed to gamble it into bankruptcy."
Two months since the opening of the 'Fat Sheep Casino', its popularity had skyrocketed. Putting everything else aside, just the countless makeshift tents pitched around the casino proved that many gamblers had chosen to 'settle down' here.
"Almost made the beautiful dealer lose her job." Masahiko turned his head and took the small pink pig from Shizune's arms.
Shizune: "..."
"Speaking of which, after not seeing it for two months, this pig seems to have gotten a little fatter. We can slaughter it for meat. Then we can raise a cat, cats bring wealth. Uh, forget it, cats are too stupid..."
"Oink, oink?"
Mito took the small pink pig back. "With the way these two are, raising anything is useless. It's better if you just come over every once in a while. I heard from Kushina that for the past two months, you've been..."
"Right, I've been playing with a ball for the past two months." Masahiko replied with a bitter face. The Soccer-Truth-Seeking Orb squeezed out from his chest and appeared before them.
"This is?" Tsunade and Kushina had the same reaction, moving forward wanting to touch it.
Hashirama stopped them with an arm. "Second Grandpa, congratulations on your advancement in strength."
He could tell this thing was very dangerous.
Masahiko raised an eyebrow, and the pale white Sage Chakra cloak draped over his body again. "Handsome or not?"
Silence...
"Come, come, let me teach you guys gambling skills."
"Second (Great-Great) Grandpa, you are too handsome!" Tsunade and Hashirama spoke in unison.
...
The next morning, Masahiko returned to Konoha.
Having not slept all night, he was still glowing with vitality.
"Level ten Yang attribute, my constitution is already non-human." Masahiko sighed deeply, arriving at Kushina's house once again.
After inquiring about the sleep-deprived Kushina's progress in Sage Arts training and learning that everything was normal—and barring any accidents, she would master the Sage Arts in about a month—Masahiko left, feeling reassured.
He needed to make a trip back to the Land of Whirlpools.
Having not shown his face for more than two months, little training-maniac Kimimaro's Kekkei Genkai illness was probably about to act up.
"These juniors really don't give me peace of mind. Not showing my face for two months, I, this Great Ancestor, have to run around everywhere, making sure everyone is taken care of..."
On the way, Masahiko changed his method of flying.
Under his control, the Soccer-Truth-Seeking Orb gradually deformed, stretching into a pitch-black broomstick. Masahiko straddled it, controlling it to fly him.
It was very fast, but after flying only a small fraction of the distance, Masahiko transformed the broomstick into a pitch-black flying carpet.
"This broken thing is grinding against my butt..."
Following the flying carpet, Masahiko also tried various flying props—a flying cushion, a flying gourd, a flying fan, etc., having a blast.
Unfortunately, the Soccer-Truth-Seeking Orb couldn't be split apart, otherwise, Masahiko would have immediately made two Wind and Fire Wheels.
...
Land of Whirlpools.
Masahiko saw the three children once again.
Unexpectedly, Kimimaro's condition hadn't worsened. Upon asking the reason, Masahiko almost burst out laughing.
It turned out the Land of Whirlpools Chunin Exams were in half a month. Last year, the three children missed it twice because they followed Masahiko on an external training journey. Still Genin, they planned to get promoted to Chunin in this exam.
However, the first round of the Chunin Exams had always been a written test. Haku didn't need to worry; 'she' could self-study. But Kimimaro, this terrible student, could only rely on the beautiful girl teacher (Karin) for remedial tutoring, and his head was spinning from studying.
Looking at Kimimaro's expectant face, Masahiko laughed and said, "You still need to master basic knowledge. Deep-level stuff is basically useless. I'll grant you a special exemption from the written test when you promote to Jonin. But for now, just do your best."
"Yes! God!"
Beside him, Karin, wearing 'intellectual glasses' and holding a thick book, leaned close to Kimimaro and said softly, "Kimimaro-kun, today we are going to study Deciphering Codes."
Kimimaro took the book, but after just two glances, his little face completely fell, showing a rare expression of going crazy.
Masahiko's face, however, was full of smiles. He didn't know how many times code knowledge had been recompiled over the years. It couldn't be compared to what he learned when he was a kid; it was infinitely more complex. Even he got a headache just looking at it.
"The study load for the Ninja Academy kids nowadays is quite heavy. It's no wonder Naruto always fails his exams; his little brain doesn't have the IQ of Great Ancestor."
With Masahiko present, Kimimaro studied even harder, but the results were surprisingly worse because he kept getting 'distracted'. Masahiko could only leave helplessly. On his way, he dropped by Konan's place, passed the 'Masahiko Sage Arts' to her, and then took a detour to find Nagato.
"Yo! Sensei, you're back."
Still the familiar formula, still the familiar flavor.
"Mm, I heard from Kushina that the Akatsuki organization is holding its first assembly? What's the specific situation?"
Nagato's expression became slightly serious. He picked up a few documents and handed them to Masahiko, while explaining, "There are too many countries interested in joining the Akatsuki organization. Because of the previous tragic annihilation of the Land of That, many small countries even actively participated. And most of these small countries trade with us, like the Land of Claws, the Land of Fangs, the Land of Honey..."
"Heh, interesting." Masahiko chuckled softly.
He originally thought Yahiko planned to create a military organization to achieve peace. He didn't expect him to create a United Nations... He was probably having a headache right now too. With so many countries, although they were willing to set the assembly location in the Land of Rain, that was only because of its geographical location. Yahiko, as the initiator, probably wouldn't be taken seriously by these countries.
"Sensei, should we join?"
Masahiko finished flipping through the documents in his hand, pondered for a moment, and smiled.
"May 20th, over thirty countries? Truly bustling. Then I will go personally."
"I just got a soccer ball. Let's see if I can organize a World Cup to play."
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