Haruki spent the entire day at the new Konoha Bookstore, waiting for the sales results of the Konoha Daily.
At dusk, Omoki burst through the door into the room, unable to hide the joy on his face. Panting, he loudly announced:
"We sold it! Nearly ten thousand copies! All sold out!"
Haruki was somewhat surprised by this number.
It wasn't that he lacked confidence in the newspaper, but new things often come with skepticism.
He thought it would take some time for people to accept it.
"It's all thanks to you, sir!" Omoki quickly added.
"Stop with the flattery," Haruki shook his head, interrupting him. "Did you do what I asked?"
"Yes. After the newspapers sold out, I treated the kids from the orphanage to dinner."
"Good. Keep doing that, but relying on them alone isn't enough. Hire some workers as well."
"Okay," Omoki nodded.
"Each issue of the Konoha Daily must be reviewed by me before it goes to print."
Haruki was mainly worried they might cross the lines set by Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura.
Especially Danzo Shimura.
Although he wasn't afraid, dealing with secret machinations was too troublesome.
Should he think of a way?
Haruki pondered whether to send them to meet their teacher Tobirama Senju ahead of time.
He returned home.
Opening the door, he saw Tsunade dressing up.
She was wearing an overall white armor with red edges.
The lower part was a short red skirt, and underneath were long white stockings.
It was clearly not a serious set of armor.
Haruki watched for a moment, then suddenly realized it looked familiar. He recognized it as Asuna's outfit from Sword Art Online.
But the size was wrong.
He saw the bulging front armor and sighed.
What a hassle.
But he said nothing, just watched her with a smile.
After a few tries, Tsunade finally realized it didn't seem to fit her because it was uncomfortable.
She took off the armor and noticed Haruki's expression. She sat down, crossed her legs, and folded her arms.
"Confess honestly, who is this for?"
Haruki glanced at the white stockings, admiring their look.
Just as he was about to explain, his long-silent system finally activated.
[Tsunade is wearing a cosplay outfit for the first time. Reward: Sword Art Online series novels.]
Is that possible?
Haruki was a bit surprised.
He thought he could only get items related to the ninja world.
Couldn't you have activated earlier?
I wasted time recalling the anime's plot.
But he suddenly had a bold idea.
Maybe he could try new interactions at another time.
"Haruki?"
Tsunade's gaze turned unfriendly.
Haruki's daze seemed like hesitation to her.
This is bad.
Coming to his senses, he remembered he was still facing Tsunade's questioning.
Interrupted by the system, wouldn't it look like he was guilty?
"I can explain."
Haruki quickly sat next to her. Seeing her still stern face, he suddenly had an idea. "I was slow to respond, let me make it up to you with a massage."
He grabbed Tsunade's foot, took off her stockings, and began to massage her white, bare foot.
Tsunade's expression softened.
But she still tried to keep an angry tone: "Don't change the subject!"
"No way, I'm just caring for my girlfriend after a long day."
Haruki would never admit to changing the subject. He smiled and said, "Remember the new Konoha Bookstore I asked you to invest in?"
"Yes, but what does the bookstore have to do with the outfit?" Tsunade glared at him. "Stop being slick and explain properly."
"This outfit is for the female lead of the bookstore's upcoming novel. I had it custom-made for a party."
"Really?" Tsunade's face was still skeptical. She didn't quite understand cosplay or stage plays.
Haruki organized his thoughts and talked about the anime conventions from his previous life.
"That sounds interesting."
Tsunade thought for a moment. If her favorite novel character could come to life, she would be very interested.
"Where do you get these new ideas?"
"Occasional insights," Haruki replied casually. "Is the pressure okay?"
"Not bad."
Tsunade temporarily believed his explanation, enjoying his service, lying on the sofa with her legs on his lap.
"What did you do today?" Haruki asked, seeing she was a bit tired.
"The usual, teaching every day. Those kids are really troublesome," Tsunade said casually with her eyes closed.
"Indeed," Haruki agreed. Dealing with naughty kids was exhausting. But he believed in dealing with troublemakers in kind. No one who caused trouble in his class had a good outcome.
Tsunade stopped talking.
The hall grew quiet.
Soon, Haruki heard her steady breathing.
Asleep?
The thought crossed his mind, and he stopped what he was doing.
The light wasn't glaring.
Haruki looked at the beautiful scene before him.
Even in sleep, this woman exuded a unique charm.
Her delicate, pretty face was captivating.
A faint impulse rose in his heart. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
Haruki smiled.
He lifted her soft leg with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her waist.
Standing up, he carried her to the bedroom.
He gently laid her on the bed.
"Rest well," he whispered in her ear.
Tsunade mumbled a response, subconsciously touching his face before turning over and falling into a deep sleep.
Haruki covered her with a blanket and returned to his room.
The system's reward, the Sword Art Online novel, was imprinted in his mind.
As one of the best-selling light novels in his previous life, its classic setting and plot were influential.
"Virtual reality games..."
Haruki sighed. When he first saw Sword Art Online, he dreamed of living in a game world.
But until he transmigrated, it hadn't come true.
He suddenly had a thought.
In the Naruto world, the existence of souls is confirmed, and there are several jutsus targeting souls.
Like the Reaper Death Seal.
And the technology here is peculiar.
Despite being a feudal society, they have computers and even the internet.
In Boruto, emails have replaced animals or manual delivery.
So developing online games is possible.
If souls could enter the internet, would that mean virtual reality games?
The idea was bold but interesting.
He missed the internet and games a lot in this world.
Moreover, wouldn't Uchiha awaken their Sharingan from strong emotional stimuli? Come, play some mobile games or League of Legends, and you'll rage to the point of awakening.
Thinking of this, he wasn't sleepy anymore.
Haruki rubbed his chin. The priority was to develop the internet.
Only with the internet could there be games.
As for virtual reality, that would have to wait.