Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer Chapter 521 Bookstore in the Country of Rain
When Hanzo heard Aoba's words, he did not know what to say. He once suspected that he had heard wrongly.
"What did you say?"
Hanzo couldn't help but ask again. He wanted to confirm whether this person meant what he imagined.
After all, such a thing was a bit too unexpected.
Just a while ago.
When he was planted with a Cursed Seal Tag.
There were many possible reasons in his mind.
Maybe it was because of hatred?
Or for power?
But...
He never thought that it was actually money!
How could a ninja of this level not have money?
Hanzo's face was full of doubts, but his face was blocked by the gas mask on his face, so Aoba could not see his expression at this time.
"I need some money," Aoba repeated.
"..."
Hanzo was immediately speechless. Now, he was sure that he did not hear wrong. This was what this person said. He was here to ask for money.
It seemed that...
He was going to bleed!
Hanzo had a complicated look in his eyes. He had been thinking about what kind of purpose this person had but never figured it out. If there was no purpose, there was no need. So he did not know where to start. Now he finally knows.
"How much do you want?"
Hanzo immediately perked up. No matter how shocking the number Aoba said, he would accept it gladly. He had already been mentally prepared.
Right now, he only hoped to quickly satisfy Aoba and then strive to solve the Cursed Seal Tag in his heart. That way, he would be able to relax.
Hanzo stared at Aoba. He held his breath and waited. At this time, he was even mentally prepared to donate the entire mansion to Aoba.
"Let me calculate..."
Aoba was really stunned. He just wanted some money, but he had no idea of a specific number.
So.
He thought of Ramen Ichiraku.
Now that Ramen Ichiraku's membership card was 10,000 Ryo, it can prove that 10,000 Ryo can be spent over a period of time. In addition, when he made the explosive tag, he only had a few hundred or thousands of things in his mind...
Of course.
Aoba's knowledge of this was not that deep.
He himself is not very accustomed to the economic system of the ninja world. After all, where he lived Renminbi was used, so sometimes, he could not tell how big the specific numbers were.
Since Ramen Ichiraku's membership card was 10,000 Ryo.
Then it would be 20,000 Ryo!
Aoba felt that it was enough. If it was too much, it would not be very convenient for him to carry it with him. Moreover, the Country of Rain was relatively barren. People generally did not have much money. It was not as rich as Konohagakure.
The purchasing power in the Country of Fire was different from the purchasing power in the Country of Rain.
This was just like spending 10,000 yuan in a big city like Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou and spending 10,000 yuan in a lower-tier city. The former will be gone if you spend it casually, but with the latter, you may live a very comfortable life.
"20,000 Ryo."
Aoba said indifferently. This time, he did not have too many plans. Moreover, it was inconvenient to say too many words. In his opinion, this number was just right.
"????"
When Hanzo heard Aoba's words, he was stunned. Big question marks popped up in his head. He thought of many big numbers, but he never thought that it would only be 20,000 Ryo.
"That..."
"Master!"
"Did you miss out on a unit?"
"2 million Ryo?"
"Or 20 million Ryo?"
"Or 20 thousand something?"
"I didn't hear it too clearly just now..."
Hanzo didn't dare to really think of it as 20,000 Ryo. This was no small matter. It wasn't easy for this person to raise his demand. If he couldn't satisfy it, then the possibility of him taking out the Cursed Seal Tag was too low.
"If 20,000 Ryo is difficult, you can give me 10,000 Ryo first," Aoba said indifferently.
"..."
Hanzo was stunned.
He was starting to doubt his ears.
Or was he dreaming now?
This kind of thing was not right!
Could it be...
His master was testing him?
Or...
His master was playing with him?
One strange thought after another appeared in Hanzo's mind. He just felt that something was not right, but he could not tell what the problem was. His master's behavior was really too strange.
"No... no problem...no problem..."
Hanzo did not dare to disobey Aoba. Since Aoba had already said that he wanted 20,000 Ryo, then he would just take 20,000 Ryo.
"I will get it for you now..."
Hanzo walked directly to a cabinet in the room. He originally thought that he needed to inform someone to prepare the money, but he never thought that Aoba only wanted a mere 20,000 Ryo. He could easily get this amount of money in the room.
Hanzo went to the cabinet and directly opened a drawer. He took out a few notes. The denomination of these notes was 2000 Ryo and he just took 10 of them.
In fact.
He still had more in his cabinet.
However, he did not dare to take it.
After all.
His master only wanted twenty 20,000 Ryo. If he took more, he might be disliked by his master and cause him to misunderstand.
"This is 20,000..."
Hanzo took the thin ten 2,000 notes and handed them to Aoba with uncertainty. He had never been kidnapped before, but he knew that there was such a thing. However, he never thought that when such a thing fell on him, he was only worth twenty thousand.
"It's enough."
Aoba raised his hand to take the notes from Hanzo and put them into his ninja pouch without showing any signs of cherishing them. He still did not have that much desire for these things. Moreover, after he wrote novels, he earned a lot of money. This money was enough for him to do anything.
"I'm leaving."
"If nothing happens, I won't come to you."
"Remember what I told you."
Aoba took a deep look at Hanzo. After that, he immediately used Hiraishin no Jutsu(Flying Thunder God Technique) and disappeared in a flash.
"Phew..."
Hanzo looked at the place where Aoba disappeared and let out a long sigh of relief. He could no longer fully believe Aoba's words.
What do you mean I won't come for no reason?
Even asking for money was such a reason!
Then don't come here often from now on!
All of a sudden.
Hanzo was already mentally prepared for Aoba to come here at any time. Otherwise, if he was occasionally ambushed and looked at the black patterns crawling all over the ground, he might have a psychological shadow.
...
Aoba left Hanzo's residence, but he did not leave the core area. He was ready to buy some things and go shopping.
Although handing over the cash in his hand to the Akatsuki Organization was the best way to solve their desperate situation, he was not so kind and not here to do charity for them. It would be meaningless if Akatsuki's problem were solved just like that.
"This skin may not be very convenient..."
Aoba had just walked through an alley and saw many people staring at him coldly. Their eyes were even colder than the current rain. The main reason was that he was not from the Country of Rain. His forehead protector was still Kirigakure's. Walking in this extremely xenophobic country, you don't have to feel it carefully to feel their strong hostility.
If this continues, there might not be any benefits.
After that.
Aoba walked into a dark alley where no one was around.
The moment he entered the alley, he clearly felt that there were a few people following behind him. They were obviously trying to do something to him.
However.
Aoba didn't care at all.
Flipped Flipped Flipped...
When Aoba entered the alley, he used the blind spot to quickly change his appearance.
The speed of Aoba's appearance change was extremely fast.
Even he himself didn't realize it. He didn't know if it was because his chakra was getting thicker and thicker, or if his proficiency in using Shikigami no Mai(Dance of the Shikigami) was higher, but what was certain was that his current use of these techniques had far surpassed Konan in her peak, reaching another level.
The pieces of paper flew up and down.
Aoba's appearance changed from the current Satsuma Rentaro to Juko a ninja from Amegakure who had been captured by him.
"Ouch!"
After completing the transformation, Aoba immediately cried out in pain. After that, he glared fiercely at the empty alley behind him.
"Don't you have eyes?"
"Be careful next time!"
"Really..."
After saying that.
Aoba walked out of the alley. His right hand rubbed his left shoulder. He looked like he had been hit hard. His face was full of displeasure.
The moment he came out.
He immediately saw some ninjas.
Those ninjas did not care about Aoba. In their eyes, Aoba was just an ordinary ninja from their country. They were not interested in him. What they were interested in was the ninja from Kirigakure who rushed in.
When they walked into the alley, they saw nothing. There was no one.
Suddenly.
These ninjas looked at each other and after that nodded.
"Chase!"
These ninjas instantly made a judgment. In their opinion, that Kirigakure ninja definitely did not run far. There was a very simple reason here. They had just heard the ordinary ninja earlier cry out of pain, which meant that the two of them had bumped into each other. When they came to the alley, they did not see anyone. It was obvious that Kirigakure's ninja had noticed something and quickly ran away. If they immediately chased after him, they could still catch up.
So.
These ninjas started their chase and disappeared in front of Aoba.
Of course.
Aoba was not afraid of these people.
Instead, he felt that there was no need to be serious with these people.
He had more important things to do. Relatively speaking, these people were not important!
The most important thing was...
He did not deliberately change himself. He had already discovered that it was too conspicuous to walk here as Kirigakure ninja. Therefore, he originally wanted to change his identity in the alley. Everything was so smooth and natural.
After changing his identity to Juko, Aoba walked toward the trading area. Feeling the pattering of the rain, he no longer had the feeling of being watched.
Now, he was like a part of this country.
Not long after.
Aoba stopped at the entrance of a shop.
This was a shop that Juko had never been to before. Of course, it was also a place that people like Juko did not want to go to, but it was a place that attracted Aoba.
Bookstore!
Aoba did not want to go to a place where Juko frequented. He would be easily discovered, and big problems may arise in the end.
"Let's go in and take a look."
Aoba still had a little hope in his heart. He did not know if it was possible to see the work he wrote in this bookstore.
This feeling was very strange.
Almost every author had the same feelings.
However.
Aoba was different.
If it was in the modern world, his work couldn't be published, but it might be another matter in the ninja world.
Aoba came to the door of the bookstore, pushed open the door, and walked inside.
In a split second.
A warm breath spread out.
This place was different from the damp and cold outside. A warm air was fluttering on one's face and it easily made one feel tired. However, it allowed one to relax and feel the tranquility and comfort of the bookstore.
"If you want to buy a book, wipe off the rain on your body and take a look. If you just want to take shelter from the rain, don't block the door, there is a place over there."
All of a sudden.
A cold voice sounded.
The owner of the voice was the clerk standing at the counter.
"Okay."
Aoba responded simply. He did not have any uncomfortable thoughts because of the clerk's bad tone. The Country of Rain was like this. He had already figured out that this was a cold country soaked in rain.
After that.
Aoba took off his raincoat and placed it at the door where the raincoats were stacked. He then picked up the rag provided at the door and gently wiped the rain off his pants and shoes.
After doing all this.
Aoba walked toward the interior of the bookstore.
It was a very small bookstore with only two rows of bookshelves, mostly filled with duplicate books.
Aoba expressed his understanding of such a thing.
Selling books was not a mainstream industry in the ninja world. Not only were there few people who wrote books but there were also very few people who read.
Many people could not even eat enough, let alone get some mental comfort from words...
Especially in the Country of Rain.
The people here were even poorer.
Those who could buy books in the Country of Rain's bookstore all had very good living conditions, so the demand for the book was relatively higher.
Aoba looked at the bookshelf. When he glanced around, he accurately landed on the most conspicuous position in the first row of the bookshelf.
"As expected!"
Aoba's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He saw the book he was looking for here.
Elaborately pack.
Attractive cover.
It was the work he had written.
Aoba immediately raised his hand and pulled out the book from the bookshelf. He immediately saw the book title and the author. It was "Teacher Bai of the School of Ninja" written by Fugaku.
"It's him!"