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"It's you, Uchiha brat, what do you want?"
Upon Yōichi's entry, Tsunade somewhat frantically removed some documents from her desk, though Yōichi, with his sharp eyes, noticed water stains on them, and Tsunade's face was half flushed.
Yōichi spoke, "I came to discuss something with you, Tsunade-sama. I heard from Ikemoto that you were treating a patient and didn't want to disturb."
"Now that the patient's gone, what is it?"
"No more patients? Tsunade-sama doesn't need to treat anyone anymore?"
"That patient didn't require my hands-on care. Brat, why so many questions? Just get to the point!"
Tsunade said impatiently, then glanced outside the window, seeing it was afternoon, and felt the urge to leave the Leaf Hospital to gamble.
However, thinking of her nearly spent funds, she sighed and abandoned the thought.
"I'm here to propose a business deal with you, Tsunade-sama. You might remember me discussing researching health products with Ikemoto. He has completed his research, but his fame is minimal, so I thought of collaborating with you, leveraging your reputation to advertise."
Yōichi guessed some matters when he first asked Tsunade; she probably couldn't attend to the patient from the Land of Hot Water, possibly due to surgery, and Tsunade's current state precisely prevented her from seeing blood.
"Using my fame? No way, brat, you've thought this through well, knowing my medical ninjutsu"
"Three million!"
"What? What do you mean by that?"
Tsunade almost choked, then asked cautiously.
"Three million a year, just to use your name, Tsunade-sama, to promote these two health products."
Yōichi presented the information for the first two health products, intending to show Tsunade but decided against showing Viagra, planning to list it secretly, suspecting Tsunade wouldn't notice.
"So, it's these medicines. They have some health benefits for ordinary people, but utterly useless for ninjas. Seems like you're aiming to profit from ordinary folks."
After reviewing, Tsunade seemed uninterested, having previously earned from nobles, with a single treatment costing millions, far easier than an S-rank mission.
Three million might not match her past earnings, but now with hemophobia, she could hardly perform most surgeries, drastically reducing her income to an all-time low.
Previously, Tsunade would've scoffed at three million, but now...
"Three million a year? Just for using my reputation?"
"Exactly, just to promote the medicine researched by Ikemoto!"
Yōichi affirmed, having informed Tsunade that Ichimoto researched three medicines, only two were presented.
"If that's the case...I might consider it."
Tsunade was somewhat tempted, currently short on funds. Her daily needs were manageable, but she lacked substantial money.
Ninjas, especially top-tier ones like Tsunade, were among the wealthiest, yet she struggled to produce tens of thousands of ryo, making her uncomfortable.
"Fine, we'll do it. I'll allow you to use my name for the medication."
After a brief contemplation, Tsunade agreed, indifferent to Uchiha considerations. Being the sole survivor of the Senju clan, she didn't need to heed others' opinions.
"Let's sign a contract then. If I fail to pay on time, you can use this contract to claim your money."
Even if something went awry, with a contract in place, there's no backing out!
Yōichi prepared two contracts swiftly, showing them to Tsunade, who, after finding no issues, signed her name and, as requested by Yōichi, imprinted her seal.
After signing, Tsunade extended her hand, saying, "Done, brat. Pay up now."
"Who carries millions on them? I'll have Mina bring it tomorrow."
Satisfied, Yōichi stored the contract; he planned to take Tsunade's photo for the advertisement to be published in newspapers and on TV stations.
With Tsunade's medical achievements, it was a golden endorsement.
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"Kakashi? You're here. I was out handling some business today, so no training this afternoon. If you want to spar, come tomorrow morning. Stay for dinner tonight."
Upon returning home, Yōichi saw Kakashi waiting at the door; it seemed he had been there for a while. As Yōichi's only team member, it was fitting to offer dinner.
He had also visited Elder Kenji, where a ready-made pharmaceutical factory was purchased and staff retained, managed by one of Kenji's non-ninja relatives.
Now, only the procurement of raw materials was needed to start mass production, requiring another trip by Yōichi.
"It's not about sparring, but dinner sounds good. My father is on a mission."
Kakashi's eyes lit up at the mention of food, recalling the delicious lamb stew, now finished.
Kakashi considered buying more, but the magical goats hadn't been widely bred yet, delaying sales for at least two years.
"No lamb left, but there's plenty of other food, though not made by me."
Yōichi then welcomed Kakashi inside to the new, spacious house with a yard for Gates to rest in its miniaturized form.
After serving tea, Yōichi asked, "If it's not for sparring, why visit?"
Kakashi calmly inquired, "Should we start taking missions, having trained in the village for so long?"
"Enjoy the peace while it lasts. In a few years, you'll have more missions than you'd like. Though you suffered last time due to me, if reputation doesn't matter, join me outside the village tomorrow."
Yōichi continued, "Uchiha clan's missions are for profit. You could join, but it might not benefit you. If you don't mind, come with me as a bounty hunter; I'd like to move around."
Kakashi, surprised, asked, "Bounty hunter? The underground exchange? Captain, you've been there?"
"Needed something only available there, otherwise it would have been a long wait."
Yōichi explained, preferring smaller country bounties over riskier Five Great Shinobi Countries' missions.
(End of Chapter)