Rich Lady?

"Hyuga Satoru, this little guy is getting more and more outrageous!"

In the classroom, Daiki looked at the sleeping figure of Satoru on the desk, feeling a headache. After teaching for so many years, he had never encountered such a lazy student as Satoru.

In recent times, his impression of Satoru could be summarized in one sentence: sleeping during class and going to the restroom after class. Are you kidding me? You are a member of the prestigious Hyuga clan!

In contrast, Uchiha Rin, also from a prestigious clan, excelled in every subject and competed with Kakashi for the top position.

Then there was Hyuga Iruha, whose talent was slightly inferior but made up for it with exceptionally hard work, making him a genius as well.

But you...

Daiki felt like he was losing his hair more and more due to this situation. If this continued, the baldness at the top of his head would spread like the Mediterranean Sea again.

[AN : this a figurative expression in Chinese that describes someone's receding hairline or balding, the comparison is made between the bald spot on the person's head and the wide expanse of the Mediterranean Sea, humorously emphasizing the severity of the balding.]

"Sigh, I should prepare some wolfberries in my thermos for the next class!"

If Satoru knew what Daiki was thinking, he would definitely protest, saying that he diligently studied after school every day!

All he had were boring political and theoretical classes. He didn't even teach ninjutsu, and he had already learned the Clone Jutsu by self-study. What else was there for him to do during class other than sleep?

Besides, he needed to practice to level up his electromagnetic force. How else could he gain experience points without practice?

Did you expect him to practice in class, with chalk flying and pens creating a windstorm?

...

"Feels good..."

Satoru stretched lazily, wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth. He turned his head and saw Anko eating meatballs, looking at him with admiration.

"Hey? Is the class over?"

"Satoru, you're so brave!" Anko said admiringly, "Just now, before the class ended, Fujiwara-sensei was staring at you for a long time."

"No wonder I felt a chill down my spine while sleeping," Satoru mused.

Just then, he noticed an unfriendly gaze from the front, and when he turned his head, he saw Iruha looking at him coldly.

Satoru shrugged. Although they were both from the Hyuga family, their relationship was not particularly good. Iruha had approached him more than once, accusing him of disgracing the reputation of the Hyuga clan and even challenging him to prove that he was not just a slacker from a branch family.

Of course, Satoru would never agree to the challenge; he was afraid Iruha would knock him out with a single blow! He observed that Iruha's chakra level had been rising rapidly recently, almost reaching the level of a Chunin.

But for him, that was still not enough.

During these two months, Satoru had not been idle. His electromagnetic force experience points had accumulated from 2 to over 300. Although he had not yet leveled up to Lv2, he had become much more proficient at controlling electromagnetic force.

His physical fitness had also improved significantly, and he could now execute the Magnetic Storm Eighteen Palms flawlessly.

When comparing his Magnetic Storm Eighteen Palms with Iruha's Gentle Fist, he couldn't help but fear that he might accidentally cripple him.

During this time, Satoru had been pushing his physical fitness to near-strict levels. He discovered that enhancing his physical fitness strengthened his biological magnetic field, which in turn amplified his control over the electromagnetic force.

Therefore, every night, he strictly followed a fitness plan, incorporating the exercises he had seen in his previous life, even though he realized that there seemed to be an invisible barrier blocking his deeper exploration of electromagnetic force.

Satoru guessed that this should be due to the level of his abilities.

As a Level 1 electromagnetic force user, he was limited to certain capabilities and could not infinitely amplify his powers. The level must correspond to the extent of his open access to the electromagnetic force.

The higher the level, the greater the power, like the ability to lift nuclear bombs with one hand or manipulate meteors barehanded, which are all high-level abilities. There was still a long way to go.

Satoru exhaled deeply, his eyes flickering. During this time, he had saved some money, and combined with the previous funds, he should be able to buy a better bow and arrow now.

He had never forgotten about the bow and arrow, but he had been embarrassed to buy it due to his limited budget. Now it was time to visit the shinobi tool shop and see what was available.

...

After school, Satoru began searching for the shinobi tool shop in the village. The Hyuga clan was a family that upheld rules and regulations to the extreme, and other family members like Iruha would head straight to the clan's training ground after school.

However, Satoru was in a special situation and was left to his own devices, which is why he enjoyed a certain degree of freedom.

After searching for a long time in the village, he found many shinobi tool shops, but either the prices were too high, or they didn't have what he was looking for.

After a thorough search, Satoru came to a new shinobi tool shop. The shop's decoration was relatively simple, but it had a wide variety of shinobi tools, overwhelming Satoru with choices.

"Hello, may I ask what shinobi tool you need?"

The female shinobi in charge greeted him with a smile.

"A bow and arrow, made of metal. Both the bow and arrow must be made of metal."

The female shinobi blinked, puzzled. "Do you mean the body of the bow should be made of metal?"

"Not just the bow body," Satoru shook his head, "The bowstring should be made of metal too."

The bowstring?

The female shinobi looked puzzled and asked tentatively, "Do you know that the bowstring requires strong flexibility? The materials used to make bowstrings are usually spider silk or other highly flexible threads. It's impossible to use metal."

Satoru nodded.

"I know, but I need a bow with a fully metal bowstring. The bow body doesn't have to be entirely metal, but the bowstring must be entirely made of metal."

Small talk aside, he had to use electromagnetic force to enhance the bow and arrow. Therefore, the bowstring had to be made of metal to maximize the effect of the magnetic field.

The female shinobi's expression turned sour. Satoru could tell that she didn't like him much. Seeing that he was about 6 or 7 years old and didn't look like a wealthy person, she probably wouldn't even attend to him if it weren't for his Byakugan and knowing his Hyuga family identity.

Now, she was being asked to provide a bowstring made of metal, which was almost impossible for him to afford, and the female shinobi probably knew that too.

Satoru was a little headache, and that was why he had saved up some money specifically to buy the bow and arrow. With his requirements, either he wouldn't find it at all, or it would be too expensive.

Just as he was losing hope and about to leave, a familiar voice rang out, causing him to slightly pause.

"Hyuga Satoru? What are you doing here?"

Satoru turned his head and saw Uchiha Rin walking in, looking at him curiously.

"I came to buy something," Satoru replied instinctively.

"What does he want to buy?" Rin asked the female shinobi.

The female shinobi gave Rin a slight bow and looked at Satoru, somewhat dissatisfied. "Miss, he wants to buy a bow with a metal bowstring, but that's impossible."

Miss?

Satoru was dumbfounded.

Looking at Satoru's expression, Rin raised her eyebrows and said in a calm tone, "I forgot to tell you that my parents are engaged in some small business, and this shop is my asset. By the way, take a left turn when you leave, and this entire street belongs to my family."

Listening to Rin's calm tone, Satoru's mouth twitched.

Did you misunderstand something about "small business"?

In his impression, Rin had always been in competition with Kakashi, but he didn't expect her to also be a hidden rich girl.

Comparison is the thief of joy!

He suddenly remembered that the Uchiha clan had a good relationship with the Nekobaa clan, and many clan members had made contracts with the Nekobaa. The Nekobaa clan's Nekobaa was one of the biggest arms dealers in the shinobi world. If there was anyone in Konoha who was not lacking in shinobi tools, it was undoubtedly the Uchiha clan!

"Why do you want a bow with a metal bowstring?" Rin asked.

"I want to practice a certain ninjutsu that requires this special shinobi tool," Satoru replied. He was planning to use the bow and arrow once he bought it, so there was no need to hide it.

"A special ninjutsu?" Rin's eyes lit up with curiosity. "I knew it; you are not as simple as you seem on the surface."

"Why do you say that?"

"In the previous shuriken throwing test, although your score wasn't high, it formed a very peculiar pattern. Don't tell me it was just a coincidence."

Satoru fell silent. It was a small trick he used to exercise control over his electromagnetic force, but he didn't expect Rin to notice it.

He once again observed the girl in front of him, her slender figure, her straight black long hair reaching her waist, her flat chest, and the aura of pride unique to the Uchiha clan.

Rin triumphantly raised her eyebrows, and turning around, she said to the female shinobi, "Does this shop have what he needs?"

The female shinobi hesitated for a moment and said, "We have something similar, but it's extremely expensive. He probably can't afford it..."

"Take it out," Rin said flatly.

The female shinobi could only put on a brave face and take out a wooden box. Inside the box was a bow with a metal bowstring reflecting a metallic luster, and several metal-tipped arrows lay beside it.

This bow and arrow had a bowstring made of special chakra metal. Furthermore, bows and arrows were already quite rare shinobi tools, so they were very expensive. The female shinobi hadn't informed Satoru because he wouldn't be able to afford it. Although the Hyuga clan was also a prestigious family, Satoru's attire didn't seem like that of a wealthy person.

Now he was asking for a bowstring made entirely of metal, which was just troublesome.

Satoru suddenly felt a chill down his spine, looking at Rin's indifferent expression.

First, she's a scroll king and now she's a rich lady!

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Do you suggest that I refer to the characters that appear frequently by their first name only : Hyuga Satoru becomes Satoru