The Legendary Suckers Casino was really hot.
It was in a very remote corner with no buildings around it except two bungalows. But all this couldn’t stop a group of gamblers from coming to see Tsunade’s “Legendary Suckers” in a pilgrimage mood.
On the first day of opening, the casino was crowded with people.
On one side of the hall inside, Masahiko was holding a little pink pig, standing quietly beside Mito and Hashirama. The two were living dead people, and the characteristics of the Edo Tensei body were also very obvious on them, so they both put on large black cloaks to hide their bodies. This kind of dress wasn’t too strange for such a place; there are always people who want to muffle and make a fortune.
In the center of the venue, Shizune rolled the dice with a blank face in front of Tsunade and a group of gamblers from all over the world.
Tsunade waited for a perfect opening and took her three shots, then was dragged away by the “cloak man,” Mito.
“Grandma, let me gamble again, just one, this time I will definitely win!” Tsunade begged in a soft voice.
Mito ignored her and dragged her firmly to Hashirama and Masahiko’s side. Finally, Tsunade sighed helplessly and calmed down.
“Huh… I see. I missed the opening today. Let’s make a comeback tomorrow!”
Masahiko shook his head, hoping that she will give up someday.
Flames seemed to have ignited in Hashirama’s eyes, and he took heavy steps toward Shizune. Tsunade took her chances, and now it was his turn.
As a result, two minutes later, Mito dragged him too… Looking at his stiff expression, Masahiko couldn’t help but laugh.
“Tsunade, you should understand now why you have won gambling against Hashirama, right?”
Tsunade lowered her head. The memories of teaching her how to gamble at the age of three or four came to mind, but she still insisted: “My Grandpa and I were just having bad luck today.”
“Yes.” Hashirama nodded firmly.
Mito smiled and shook her head, “Second Grandpa, won’t you go play too?”
Masahiko was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hand: “Forget it, if I gamble on the first day of opening, this place will get shut down.”
The four stood on the sidelines for a while, but in such an environment, Tsunade’s hands were really itchy. However, with Mito staring at her, she felt helpless and ended up taking Shizune’s place as a croupier… so that she could at least be part of the gambling.
Seeing this, Hashirama’s face stiffened, hesitated for a moment, then turned rigidly to Masahiko and Mito while scratching his head, “I’ll go over there to look at Tsunade.”
Masahiko laughed, “Go.”
However, Hashirama didn’t move. Masahiko turned around and persuaded, “Mito, let him go. If they lose too much, I can go and win it all back. The casino can’t go bankrupt.”
After leaving, Masahiko sighed lightly, his mind gradually emptied as he hugged the small pin pig tightly.
The pig screamed in pain, “Oink! Oink!”
“Oink Oink, huh?”
“Second Grandpa, do you… have something on your mind?”
Masahiko was startled, “How did you know?”
He did have something on his mind. He was only 5 witness points away from leveling his Yang Attribute to max level, but he didn’t know where to get it, so he was very troubled.
Today, March 1st, is the opening day of the Ninja Academy. Masahiko went there earlier to watch Naruto’s promotion to the second grade, but it didn’t bring him any witness points…
“That trouble maker is useless now. I think that I won’t get anything from him again until he graduates…Huh? Trouble maker?”Masahiko pondered.
In the evening, Masahiko came to the gate of Konoha Academy Ninja, quietly waiting for the kids to finish school.
As time went by, the kids gradually walked out of the gate.
“Great Ancestor.” Little Hinata bowed respectfully in front of Masahiko.
“Hey.” Masahiko stepped forward and pat her little head, “Is it over? Did you see Naruto?”
“Naruto… Naruto-Kun is behind.” Hinata responded in a soft tone.
“And where’s Toneri?”
“He’s also behind.”
“Sasuke, well, I see. You go home.” Masahiko smiled and shook his head.
Watching Hinata leave, Masahiko waited in front of the gate for another half an hour. When he saw the last kid leaving, Masahiko didn’t wait for the three “behind” and went in…
He didn’t know what was going on until he saw Toneri neat and tidy, Sasuke slightly embarrassed, and Naruto with a blue nose and a swollen face in front of him.
“You fought again? Oh no, Naruto, have you challenged both of them again?”
“Old Ancestor, why are you here?”
The other two also stepped forward and greeted him. Masahiko waved his hand and said, “You two go back first. I have something to do with Naruto. Toneri, tell Kushina that Naruto is with me.”
Sending Toner and Sasuke, Masahiko turned to Naruto with a smile, raised his eyebrows, and said, “So you got beaten again?”
“Huh!” Naruto looked away, “Old Ancestor, what do you want from me?”
“I’m taking you to do something meaningful.”
Half an hour later, Masahiko and Naruto, each carrying paint buckets, stepped onto the Hokage Rock.
“Old Ancestor, what are we going to do?”
Masahiko smiled and turned his head, “Don’t you always admire the Hokage? This Hokage Rock is pointed once every year. I brought you here to do it. Isn’t this an honor?”
Naruto nodded ignorantly, “It’s a great honor!”
“Right? Then I will paint Hashirama and Tobirama, and you must be serious when you paint Hiruzen and your dad’s faces!” Masahiko said while staring coldly at the Anbu, who showed up on the far side to investigate the situation.
“No problem!” Naruto pumped his chest, almost spilling the paint.
“Well, seeing you so happy… I’m really relieved!” Masahiko smiled gently.
In the Hokage office, Hiruzen stood helplessly in front of his window, wondering what Masahiko was doing again.
To his relief, Masahiko seemed to be only painting the Hokage Rock, and Naruto did well.
He turned around, stroking his beard gently, then looked again at the Hokage Rock and almost pull it off; Naruto suddenly changed the color and started painting his beard with green.
He thought Masahiko wouldn’t stop him immediately, but he didn’t…
On the Hokage Rock, Masahiko laughed out loud, then gave Naruto a thumbs-up: “Good job, Naruto!”
Familiar Chinese characters crossed his eyes, “Witness and slightly change the branching story of Naruto World: Naruto’s prank graffiti, get 5(*2) witness points.”
Naruto was taken aback. He accidentally used green just now and thought that Masahiko was going to scold him…
“Old Ancestor, do you hate the Third Grandpa?”
Masahiko immediately smiled and said, “You trouble maker, what are you talking about?! You’re the one who did it. Now you go back and paint it to its original color. Also, you’re not allowed to go home if you can’t finish it!”
In the Hokage Office, Hiruzen stroked his beard, “Elder Masahiko, it seems something isn’t quite right with you recently.”
However, Masahiko wasn’t only right but also stronger. He has just finally gathered the witness points he needed to level up his Yang Attribute to the maximum level.
“When I finally distribute the points, what’s going to happen? Will I get one of those awesome cloaks?” Masahiko was very curious and hurriedly added the points, thinking that even if something went wrong, he could always run to his space.
After a long while, Masahiko scratched his head, looking at his status bar, “There’s nothing. What’s the matter? Did I get fooled by the system again… huh?”
Suddenly he felt a little stiffness in his arms, then watched a black sphere squeezing out of his chest.