Chapter 41: Hashirama cells must be brought up first! I want to live in a villa! 【4】

None of these things had actually happened.

Good news for Nara Bridge.

"Uncle Qiao, I've been on the road all day. Could you arrange a place for us to rest? I need to be well-rested, so when the Sand Shinobi arrive, I can... pretend to be energetic—cough, I mean, be really energetic to fight them," Uchiha Qiye said.

As soon as he said this, Tsunade, Jiraiya, and the others cast speechless looks at him.

Did you just say 'pretend'? Seriously? You really are just here to put on an act, aren't you?

No one else said anything, though. At this point, certain things no longer needed verbal explanation.

"Just as the family reported," Nara Bridge thought to himself as he observed Uchiha Qiye.

The reason he had information on Uchiha Qiye was that the Nara clan had sent it to him. He knew that this boy, a genius who had suddenly risen in Konoha, was likely some sort of monster. The report also mentioned that this guy liked to show off—basically, he was a big showboat.

At first, when Nara Bridge met Uchiha Qiye, he didn't think much of it; after all, the boy seemed quite polite. But now... well, never mind. That initial impression was probably just an illusion.

"Guang, can you make the arrangements?" Nara Bridge said to his 30-year-old teammate, Yamanaka Hikari, who was standing next to him.

"Of course, leave it to me," Yamanaka Hikari replied, and then led Uchiha Qiye and the others out of the tent.

Under Hikari's direction, Uchiha Qiye and the others were given a large tent. However, it was clear that the sleeping quarters were segregated by gender. This tent could hold three to four people, so it wasn't a single-person tent.

It was obvious that Uchiha Qiye, Namikaze Minato, and Jiraiya would be sharing the space. Tsunade, Uzumaki Kushina, and the other women would likely be given separate accommodations.

"I need to get my hands on the Hashirama cells. That way, I'll never have to share a tent with other people again," Uchiha Qiye thought. "Yeah, that's the priority—acquiring Hashirama cells. After we return to Konoha, I'll go straight to Orochimaru."

Uchiha Qiye thought about Yamato's Wood Style. Even though Yamato's abilities were underwhelming, the fact that he could use *Wood Style: Four Pillar House Jutsu* to instantly create complex wooden houses on the spot was pretty impressive. Not to mention his upgraded version, *Wood Style: Multi-House Technique*, which could generate multiple dwellings at once. Builders would weep with envy at this skill.

With this technique, someone could practically ditch being a ninja and just build houses. Even with a discount, people would be lined up waving cash.

Uchiha Qiye shook his head, wondering why Yamato hadn't capitalized on that opportunity. If it were him, he'd definitely choose to be a builder. The money would be endless.

But for now, Uchiha Qiye's main concern was getting that ability for himself. He wanted his own wooden villa instead of having to crowd into this tiny tent.

Wooden villa versus small tent? No competition. The wooden villa wins, hands down.

But regardless, Uchiha Qiye did need rest. During the ambush earlier, he had used his Mangekyō Sharingan's pupil technique twice, pushing his limits both times. Sure, it felt cool to show off, but the aftereffects of using the technique were not pleasant. The strain on his eyesight lingered for hours.

His left eye had started to blur. The last time he used the technique, the blurring lasted only a few seconds, but this time it took minutes to clear up.

He knew what that meant—it was just the beginning. Right now, his Mangekyō Sharingan was still at about 99% durability, which is why the blurring was brief. But as the durability continued to decline, the blurriness would worsen. Eventually, he'd become nearsighted, his vision would blur completely, and he'd go blind.

Lying down, Uchiha Qiye couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Glancing at Namikaze Minato, who was also in the tent, he understood.

"Ahem, Minato, I'm going to sleep now. Just so you know, don't get any ideas about my good looks and try anything while I'm asleep," Uchiha Qiye said with a straight face.

Minato's expression darkened immediately. "Shut up! I, Namikaze Minato, would *never* do anything so disgusting! I like women!" he shot back, his voice rising in outrage.

To Minato, Uchiha Qiye's words were complete nonsense—an outright slander on his character. How could anyone think such a thing about a decent guy like him?

"Alright, then. No problem. Let's get some rest," Uchiha Qiye said, holding Minato's gaze for a few seconds before noting the murderous look in his eyes—Minato looked as though he was about to pull out a kunai and stab him twice.

Then Uchiha Qiye closed his eyes. In no time, he was asleep.

"Huuuhuuuu~!!!"

In the blink of an eye, Uchiha Qiye was snoring peacefully, completely oblivious to the annoyed stare of Namikaze Minato.

Minato: "…"

Seriously? How does anyone fall asleep that fast?

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