Chapter 110

In any case, it's necessary to assess and find out which goods are in demand right now. As the war continues, everything will only become more expensive, and even with my meager salary, it's impossible to save much money, especially when Ma is no longer working and receives a small allowance, enough to feed only a couple of regular people, but not two active shinobi.

And there are other expenses too, requiring money, like clothing, shoes, medicines, or academy supplies. The list could practically go on endlessly. It's also fortunate that most housing services are handled through seals, like generating electricity and water; the main thing is to infuse them with chakra on time.

Actually, this was one of the main sources of income for Uzumaki masters, along with building defensive barrier systems both for clans and individual shinobi. After enrolling in the academy, I won't be able to dedicate much time to working at the hospital, so the question of stable income is very relevant.

"Tell me, do you sell clothing or weapons reinforced with seals?" I asked after placing the pack of explosive seals back in its place.

"We hardly have anything left," the shopkeeper shook his head, "despite having some reserves before, they were all cleared out long ago."

"That's unfortunate," I nodded.

I would have liked to see the quality of such goods and compare it with my own attempts, but apparently, it's not meant to be.

"Well, if there isn't any, then there isn't. Please give me a full academic set."

Even though enrollment is only next year, it's better to prepare in advance. I've already presented one of these sets to the little one a few days ago on her birthday celebration. Just a bit more, and Kushina will begin to learn the basics of the shinobi arts. It seems like we only met recently... how quickly time flies.

"Five thousand, four hundred ryo," the shopkeeper announced the price.

"Thank you."

Counting out the necessary amount, I took the box and sealed it into a scroll. Since I didn't have any special tasks for today, and my clones could handle the ones I did have perfectly well, I decided to indulge myself a little and relax. Especially since after the morning workout, my muscles were just recovering and needed to relax. And where better to do that than in the hot springs!?

I think I'll visit the one I liked so much last time. After all, I don't often get out to relax away from home, especially now. Determining my location, I found the shortest path to my destination and jumped onto the nearest roof, infusing chakra into my feet and hopping like a grasshopper in the right direction.

It didn't take long to get there, and after five minutes of jumping, I landed not far from the fence on the opposite side of the springs and headed towards the entrance. Or rather, attempted to, because after the first few steps, I distinctly heard familiar giggling from behind some bushes not far away—a five-year-old girl's giggling.

Oh no, not him again! Why the hell does this pervert always end up near me on every visit? Maybe it's karma? Letting out a tired sigh and skirting the greenery, I locked eyes with the blond man who was literally pressed up against the fence. Well, who would've doubted?

But what's a future Sannin doing in Konoha when he's supposed to be on a mission in Suna right now? And if he's here, did Tsunade come with him? Well, standing behind him won't accomplish anything. Not bothering to come up with anything original, I just cleared my throat loudly.

Jiraiya, too immersed in his activities, jumped in surprise and turned around with fear on his face. Well, one can't be so preoccupied as to forget everything around them. Seeing me, the hermit's froggy face relaxed, but after a couple of moments, recognition lit up his face, followed by anger.

"You!!!"

Jumping, he pointed accusingly at me.

"Me?" I pointed to myself questioningly.

"Yes, you! Do you even know that because of you, I became a laughingstock for the whole of Konoha thanks to my black eye! And what's worse, Tsunade-chan refused to heal it!"

Wow, he still remembers! I've even managed to forget about that incident. But it won't hurt to joke about it!

"You! You!" Jumping in a similar manner, I pointed my finger at him. "You... Who are you anyway?"

The Sannin's face practically crashed into the ground, but he quickly backed away and got back on his feet.

"What, you don't know the great Jiraiya?!"

"Why should I know some old man?" I shrugged, idly twirling the end of my braid.

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