Chapter 73: Interview (3)

He was the only one in the Yoshikawa family. After they all entered the living room together, he waved his hand to invite them to sit down and said, "If you have any questions, feel free to ask them directly. I will do my best to answer questions that don't involve principles."

Yuya looked at Yoshikawa and immediately understood that he was straightforward, so he didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "Mr. Yoshikawa, I want to know about Mr. Matsumoto's ninja experience. Would it be advisable for me to reveal it?"

"There is nothing to hide about this matter." Yoshikawa pondered for a moment and began introducing Matsumoto.

From graduating from ninja school to Matsumoto's accidental death on a mission, he had been a ninja for fifteen years, five years as a Genin and ten years as a Chunin. Unfortunately, his talent was limited, and his strength was stuck at the high-middle level of Chunin and couldn't be improved.

Yuya quickly noted down Matsumoto's fifteen-year ninja career in his notebook and then raised his head to ask the question he was most concerned about, "Mr. Yoshikawa, did Matsumoto spend a lot of money when he was a ninja? Or is it a bad habit, like gambling, drinking flower wine, etc.?"

"How is that possible!" Regarding Yuya's question, Yoshikawa frowned and immediately retorted loudly, a little displeased, "Matsumoto and I were in the same class, and we have been doing missions together for over ten years. Life has always been very economical, and he is a good friend, often helping poor families in the village! Gambling, drinking flower wine [he can't do those things at all!"

Seeing his excited expression, Yuya quickly said, "Sir, please don't get excited, I have no ulterior motives."

Yoshikawa, who calmed down, also noticed that he seemed to have lost his composure, and although the other party was a reporter from the Konoha newspaper, he was just a child.

Patting his head in remorse, Yoshikawa apologized grumpily, "I lost my composure just now, I just don't want Matsumoto to be misunderstood. He used to save me too, forget it, you can continue asking..."

In fact, the interview was almost over here. Yuya coughed, stood up, and said, "Mr. Yoshikawa, thank you so much for agreeing to our interview. I've finished asking my questions, so I won't bother you any longer."

Siyan also quickly stood up, put down the camera, and stood behind Yuya, ready to leave at any time.

"Ah, did I scare you earlier?" Yoshikawa also stood up quickly and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Although I have a bit of a bad temper, I am a good person."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and a common saying immediately appeared in Yuya's mind, "Wang Po sells melons, and also sells his own bragging."

This is the first time he has heard someone say they are a good person.

"No, Mr. Yoshikawa, you may have misunderstood me. I really am here for a simple interview." Yuya also looked at the clock on the wall and said, "It's getting late, Siyan and I. It's been half a day since I left for the interview, and I have to rush back to write the manuscript."

"Ah, that's right." Yoshikawa nodded, unashamed on his face, and said, "Then I will send you two."

After interviewing Mrs. Matsumoto, the previous elderly woman, and Mr. Yoshikawa, Yuya and Siyan quickly returned to the Konoha newspaper and entered the office together.

Sitting at the desk, Yuya spread out the notebook and began counting, muttering to himself, "Genin for five years, Chunin for ten years..."

Twirling the pen, Yuya looked at the numbers in the notebook, a little perplexed. The income for Genin is approximately 100,000 taels per month, and even if the income for Chunin is a moderate 300,000 taels per month, it would amount to 42 million taels after fifteen years.

Yoshikawa said that Matsumoto is a very frugal man and often donates to others. When a man has a family, he always has to leave money to support the family. No matter how kind he is, it wouldn't be too much to keep half, right?

In this way, Matsumoto's family should have 21 million taels, and it might be even more than that.

The salary of an ordinary person is only 30,000 taels per month, which is enough for the daily expenses of an average family. The cost of living for fifteen years is only five or six hundred square meters.

So, where did the money from the Yoshikawa family go?

Frowning, Yuya really couldn't understand it. The money couldn't just vanish.

Siyan played with the camera in his hand and furrowed his brow. He originally followed Yuya for the interview, but now he was really interested in this matter.

Looking up and seeing his boss going through the accounts, Siyan was even more puzzled. Even if a ninja family loses their husband, their living standards wouldn't drop so much in a few years.

Where did the money go, leaving a mother and daughter living so poorly?

Now that he has taken over, Yuya needs to get to the bottom of this.

He pointed at the table with his finger, then raised his head and said to Siyan, "Siyan, go to the reporters department, find Minister Saito, and ask for news about 'the living conditions of family members after a ninja's death.' Make sure to ask about all of them. By the way, hand over the camera to the press department and let them select the photos that can be used."

"Yes!"

About half an hour later, Siyan entered the office with a large amount of news. Yuya looked at the news that was almost 20 centimeters tall and couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands.

Isn't this too much?

With a "bang," Siyan stacked all the newspapers on Yuya's desk, then raised his hand to wipe off the sweat and said, "I'm exhausted, Mr. President. There are about 200 newspapers here, since the publication of the Konoha Newspaper, all the news about 'the living conditions of family members after a ninja's death' are here. I went to the warehouse with Minister Saito to get them!"

Some of the news was recently published and looked very neat, but some of them were yellowed and looked old. It is estimated that in a few more years, they can be directly placed in the exhibition hall on the first floor.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Yuya quickly said, then handed Siyan a notebook and pen and said, "Let's search for these related articles, and it's better to categorize them."

"Yes!"

For convenience, their desks are exactly facing each other. Since the two returned, they have been reviewing related newspapers, flipping through and recording them one by one.

It wasn't until the sun set that the two stopped. Rubbing his sore arm, Siyan handed the gathered information to Yuya and said, "Master President, I'm done here."

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Yuya took the notebook and started browsing in a hurry. The content recorded by Siyan was similar to yours. Except for those who received bento as soon as they became Jōnin, most ninja should have saved a lot of money.

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