Book
I managed to write the book in three days. Yes, the work time of a shinobi is much faster than that of an ordinary person. All this time I did not leave the room and the servants looked at me strangely. But it does not matter.
Also, while writing, I had a problem. There is no racism in the shinobi world. This world simply has not encountered such a problem. But this world has another problem - the monopoly of the 5 hidden villages. If instead of skin color, the emphasis is placed on the fact that the Shinobi of Konoha will be that very John, and William will be portrayed by the shinobi of Kuma.
Will this be read? This is dangerous and people who read only the beginning can cause me problems. I understand that by the end of the book, the image of the shinobi of Konoha will be positive, but it is still scary.
But since I am the son of the Uchiha elder, I do not think that I will be severely punished. Let's hope that people understand my plan and see in Konoha a martyr who carries the world on his shoulders.
I am going to take my manuscripts to print. But before that. Entering a deserted alley, I used the henge technique. When it was all done, I looked like Sanji from One Piece after a time skip. Only without muscles.
I don't think that if any of the shinobi wanted to know who I was, they wouldn't have any problems with it, but at least it was some kind of cover. There is only one printed publication in Konoha.
And it is working at its last strength. I have already gathered information. Well, I just asked (my father). I think that after Jiraiya writes Icha-Icha Paradise, things will go uphill for them.
But now we need to convince the owners to print my books. I don't think that they will risk their business just for my pretty face. Approaching the building, I saw... Well, I would call it a barn. And then I would have turned around and left, but even though it looks like it will fall apart tomorrow, it is all clean.
There is no dirt or insects. Although the Aburame clan is nearby.
I was worried about that. In general, it is clear that this place is looked after. I went up to the door and knocked.
I stood there for about 5 minutes and no one opened the door. I decided to knock again. Silence again. I decided to unceremoniously open the door and go in.
As soon as I entered, a damp smell hit my nose. As if I was in a basement.
"Hey, is anyone home?" I shouted. In response, hurried footsteps and fussing were heard.
"Yes, we are here! Come in." Walking towards the voice, I entered a real basement and saw an old man with a middle-aged man who were working on some kind of huge machine.
The old man with a gray head and beard looked feeble with a hump and sagging skin on his chin, but the way he easily carried these pieces of iron for a non-shinobi was very impressive. The man was tall and muscular with chestnut hair and a thick beard.
"What did you come for?" the old man asked.
"I wrote a book and want to publish it. I found out that you are the only ones who print it."
"Hm, I see. No one has come to us with such requests for a long time. Well, our printing machine is broken. Come back in a month."
"That long?"
"Well, how did you expect there to be only two of us." The man sighed and said something for the first time.
"Hm, let's do it this way. I'll pay for the repairs, and you print my book. All the profit from the Book will go toward paying off the debt. Well, and then we'll negotiate the interest." Yes, this is very self-confident, but I want to publish a book. Why should they agree to this? Well, it's clear that they live off this machine. And their already small orders can all be recalled and they will be left without partners. For them, my offer is incredible happiness.
"Hmm, self-confident. My name is Masahito Ito, and this is my son, Hideo Ito. Let's sign a contract first, then give me the money and go. I'll print your book."
"But dad! What if the book is bad and he just wastes the money? Let's read it first." Wow, he's either incredibly kind or just a fool.
"Idiot." The old man hit his son on the head with his fist.
"We're lucky that there was a fool who was willing to give us money for free. And you're butting in with your righteousness." The old man can be understood.
"But the will of fire." After these words, the man received another slap.
"Idiot, you didn't become a shinobi! It was your two older brothers who were idiots who hammered the will of fire into your head and then died for nothing. For them, it's like an honor. How many people like them died in World War II? And how many more will die?"
The old man just burst out. Apparently, he doesn't really like the will of fire. It is quite possible that he lived before Konoha and heard about the will of fire from the lips of Hashirama Senju. Therefore, it is strange that he does not believe in it. Maybe he lost faith.
"Forgive me, father."
"Thank you for worrying about me, but I believe in this book. But at first it may seem bad to you or not the best for printing. But I assure you that once you finish it, you will understand everything. How much money do you need?"
"20,000 ryo. Come in 3 days and then I will tell you my opinion of the book."
"Okay, here is the money." Having given the money and leaving the manuscripts, I went home. At that moment, a member of Root went to report to his master about what one little Uchiha was doing. Coming home, I understand that what I was afraid of is beginning. Training with sensei. I will not say that I do not like them, it is just somehow inhumane. People in this world are generally poorly acquainted with the concept of humanity.
I think that half of the people in this world have never heard of such a concept, and the other half does not understand it. By the way, an interesting fact. Only after the 1st World War, the shinobi. 4 hidden villages stopped behaving like scum.
They raped and killed civilians, and there were also many atrocities that defy description. I think they stopped these practices only so as not to scare away customers.
But it remained in the culture, for example, in Kumo, concubines are common. This may of course be propaganda on the part of the village.
But everyone who watched the anime understands that the Kuma shinobi are not very educated or good guys. Therefore, I fully believe in such a story.
Moreover, I overheard a couple of conversations from local residents about the fact that the Kuma shinobi stole the granddaughter of one of their friends.
Of course, the source of information is so-so, but it is quite possible. How will the village react to this? No way.
If it was a clan thing, the clan heads would have united together so that the Hokage would take action and organize a special operation.
And so no one would worry. With these thoughts, I approached the sensei's house and a kunai flew at me. Oh, how tired I am.