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The Shopkeeper of Konoha

Pushed into the dangerous world of the anime Naruto out of a random wish, the protagonist who didn't have any training was forced to carve his way out in this godforsaken world. He could only follow the footsteps of previous owner and hope he could survive. Follow Aoto as he stamps his own influence in the world slowly and brings changes the known world. Join the discord server at discord.gg/ankAtNwyaz

thelightedghost · Anime und Comics
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261 Chs

We need some private time

"You are excited because of the different women that are visiting in this whole event." Aoto smirked and said. 

"What do you know? This is research for my new novel." Jiraya said. 

"You mean your harem novel." Aoto said. Thanks to the different manga, this gave too much of an inspiration of Jiraya and thus made him all in for a harem story. Aoto was not happy about it, but he also knew that Jiraya was writing a very serious story too based on his life experience, the one which would be later named as 'The tales of Naruto Uzumaki." 

"That is art." Jiraya argued back, and Aoto just shrugged his shoulders in defeat. As Aoto and Jiraya were talking, Naruto came out from behind the store. 

"Brother, I am going out. Sasuke called." Naruto said. At this moment, all of the homes were now connected via landline so one could call another person easily. Even radios were widely used by the shinobis and Konoha had actually started selling these to the different villages nearby. 

Danzo was not happy about it, but the Ino-Shika-Cho clans pushed back as they had quite the wealth at the moment and had a huge say on how things worked in the village. Not only these three clans, Aoto had also established well sourced projects with other clans of the village and had been making business. Urahara had been working very hard and had been keeping the books. 

In order to help him, Aoto actually bought him a good computer, which allowed him to have a proper books and tally.

"Okay. Be careful. Don't start a fight out." Aoto said. 

"Brother, it has been years since I started a fight." Naruto said. 

"Yes, but two different villages are here so they might just start a fight." Aoto reminded. This made Naruto deep think a bit and then asked. 

"What two villages?" This made both Aoto and Jiraya fall on their face. This guy was hopeless. Aoto had to explain him again and Naruto seem to understand. He finally looked at the old man with white hair and asked. 

"Who is this guy?" 

"Naruto, be respectful. This is your sensei." 

"What?" 

"When did I say that?" Both Jiraya and Naruto were flabbergasted by this response and cried out. 

"Naruto, Sasuke is busy with Kakashi-sensei and you will need someone to teach you some general shinobi skills." Aoto said. 

"And this old man will teach me?" Naruto asked, not at all impressed by the look of this sleazy man. Jiraya seemed to be offended and said. 

"How dare you look down on me kid. I am the great toad sage. It will be your honor if I teach you. Which I will not." Jiraya said as he ran out and summoned a toad. Before Naruto could say a word, he vanished from the spot with a puff of smoke. He was dumfounded. 

"This.. This is awesome." Naruto was impressed and made a run. Aoto just smiled as he looked at the duo ran away. This turned out to be fine and as expected. At the end of the day, he didn't know exactly how to teach him rasengan and Naruto needed a better sensei. 

Aoto had a load of customers today and though he wanted to go around and have a bit of fun, he couldn't as this time was the best time to advertise himself and his products. As he was catering to different customers, one customer came which actually surprised him. 

Ohnoki, the current Tsuchikage. With Deidara hanging behind him like a annoyed brat. 

"It's been a long time, young boy." Ohnoki said as she entered the shop. 

"Welcome to the shop Tsuchikage-sama." Aoto replied with courtesy. Though he was a bit surprised with their arrival, he didn't forget his manners and this place was his home to begin with. 

"I have been looking for you. A tough nut to find, you are." Ohnoki said. 

"Uh! I have always been here. You can ask around." Aoto said. 

"But I didn't see your face. You only send that idiot Urahara." Ohnoki said. 

"He is the best manager around and I would never choose any other person." Aoto said as he could feel that Ohnoki wanted someone to replace him, at least at the management Iwagakure wanted some kind of control. 

But Urahara was stubborn and thus never allowed anything to be out of his control. And Ohnoki thought he could control if Aoto was around. 

"You could have done better if you are yourself handling the situation." Ohnoki said. 

"I am not a businessman, I am an inventor. Thanks to Konoha, I could earn some money." Aoto said while humbling himself. 

"Tch! Who are you fooling? You are now one of the richest of the world and you are saying, you know nothing of business." Ohnoki said. 

"Thanks to my brilliant management and managers." Aoto said. Ohnoki didn't look that much old here and though he did have wrinkles like Hiruzen, he was still quite healthy and his back seemed to be fine as of now. Deidara meanwhile was just look at Aoto with brightly lit eyes. There was devotion in his eyes, if one wanted to explain him. 

"Whatever. Show me your products. I heard you have better computers handmade by you." Ohnoki said. "Show me." 

Aoto gladly opened a catalogue and showed him the different computers which he had 'made'. Suffice to say, he was impressed by the specifications and immediately wanted to buy one of his main office. Not only did he buy computers, he even went on to buy the costliest Palicko and Aoto was glad to make that sale. 

After Ohnoki paid for the products and Deidara packed, many people had left. They were kind of intimidated by the presence of Tsuchikage and Deirdara who was looking at everyone with condescending eyes. Aoto wanted him to stop but he allowed him to do so because he could tell that Ohnoki wanted to speak to him privately. 

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