Naruto: As a genin, I just want to live a normal life.

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This is considered the highest bounty for an A-level mission, and this young lady wasn't being targeted by anyone; she was simply going home to visit someone.

For free, Shirahoshi will take care of everything. Moreover, she'll give the generous employer a taste of the attentive service of a Konoha ninja, and ensure their safe return.

Chapter 93 is here! He really said it!

The carriage, adorned with high-grade nanmu wood, the windows surrounded by fragrant, expensive silk, and the eaves carved with glazed lamp beads, exudes an air of extravagance.

There were two convoys in total. One was a regular carriage and wagon used for luggage and Konoha specialties, while the other was the aforementioned luxury wagon at the front.

Among them, Fukuyama Sawa, the eldest daughter of the famous Fukuyama family in the Land of Fire, whose father is an official of the military intelligence agency of the Land of Fire, and her personal female bodyguard, Kiyoko: her former self was a wandering ninja who called herself a Jonin and is currently a retainer of the Fukuda family.

The two women and Shirahoshi were sitting in the luxury car.

Ahead of them was a young man named Ryu, who was said to be Kiyoko's apprentice, while the person in the carriage behind was an ordinary wandering samurai named Juro, a middle-aged man.

Compared to the wealthy merchant caravan of Mizutani Shoto, Shirahoshi felt that this caravan was simply extravagant: both carriages were driven by top-quality horses, a full two of them, so that there was no need to stop at the post station to change horses along the way.

Moreover, the journey was slower and more leisurely, unlike the swaying and bumping of the wealthy merchants' caravans back then.

Another point is that there is a table made of white jade in the carriage, on which are neatly arranged pastries and desserts and high-grade black tea of ​​unknown price per ounce: in addition to the pastry stand, three cups of black tea and tea set, there are also milk cubes and sugar cubes for flavoring the black tea.

"..." Watching Fukuyama Sawa pour milk cubes and sugar cubes into the steaming hot black tea and stir slowly, Shirahoshi thought to herself, "Are all nobles this extravagant?! Drinking afternoon tea on the way home..."

I hate rich people!!

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Fukuyama Sawa wore white lace gloves on her cheeks, then took out a small mirror to look at herself. Finding herself as beautiful as ever, she put the mirror down.

The girl next to her, Kiyoko, didn't add any milk cubes or sugar cubes. She took a sip of half a cup of black tea and stared at Shirahoshi with a hostile gaze that lingered on him for a long time.

"Do not."

"I'm just thinking about where I'll travel after this mission is over."

After saying that, Bai Xing picked up a sugar cube and a milk cube, dropped them into the black tea, stirred it, and took a small sip.

“Delicious!”

"Where did you buy this tea? I'll go and buy some and send it back to my friends to try."

"By the way, these sugar cubes and milk cubes are also good."

Fukuyama Sawa smiled slightly. She had thought that the afternoon tea she had carefully prepared for Shirahoshi had displeased the latter, but it seemed that it was quite good.

"This was transported from the City of Fire. The black tea from Konoha Village is too low-grade; I really can't get used to it."

"..."

"As for sugar cubes and milk cubes, the ones from Konoha Village are barely usable, but today's occasion is special, so I'm using those from the Land of Fire."

"..."

"As for the price, it's not expensive. It's only a few hundred thousand per tael. Milk cubes and sugar cubes are even cheaper..."

"..." After listening to Fukuyama Sawa's account, Shirahoshi thought to herself: Has anyone ever told you that you're a show-off?! Only a few hundred thousand taels per tael?! You're definitely not talking about one or two, are you?! My god, one tael is equivalent to me doing seventy or eighty D-rank missions?!

Bai Xing silently finished her drink and poured herself another, as if she had never said anything about sending back some local specialties. At this moment, the guard Mu Jiazi looked at Bai Xing with even more contempt.

"Hmph. Country bumpkin ninja."

"Kiyoko!" Fukuyama Sawa immediately frowned and said coquettishly, "Shirahoshi is a famous ninja from Konoha Village, not some country bumpkin!"

"Famous? Him?!" Mu Jiazi crossed her arms dismissively, looking down at Bai Xing with disdain.

"No matter what wicked thoughts you may have, our young lady is not someone you can covet!"

"He's just a piece of trash who couldn't even pass the Chunin Exams."

"Kiyoko! If you keep doing this, I'll get angry!"

"Understood, Miss Sawa. I won't stay here for tea. You two chat. I'll go sit with my disciple for a while."

Then, Kiyoko gently pushed open the door, walked out and closed it, and sat down next to the boy named Ryu.

"Master?"

"It's nothing, you can keep driving." Mu Jiazi would never say that she was jealous of Shirahoshi, who was so young yet could make a living off his looks, and who knows, he might one day become Fukuyama Sawa's husband, climb all over her, and start living a life of swagger: coveting her beauty, just like Fukuyama Sawa's lecherous father.

Inside the train carriage, Fukuyama Sawa, somewhat helplessly, said a few kind words to Kiyoko:

"Miki is usually a very nice person, but I don't know what's wrong with her today."

"It's alright. I don't mind." After finishing her red tea, Bai Xing leaned back in the carriage, enjoying the scenery along the way. This was the first time she had left the village so leisurely, without having to rush to the mission's target location every day for the sake of the mission.

In July in the Land of Fire, the weather has already turned scorching hot, and even the slightest breeze carries a hint of heat.

Fortunately, the carriage has an 'air conditioning unit,' which is a cabinet specifically for storing ice. The bottom of the carriage is actually filled with small water pipes to facilitate the melting of ice and allow water to flow out of the carriage.

The light shone on the boy's face, and Fukuyama Sawa felt that Shirahoshi was like a boy who would never grow old, forever eighteen years old: So handsome.

Not to mention Konoha Village, even in the entire Land of Fire, Shirahoshi is considered a rare and handsome man.

Whether it's skin, hairstyle, or a perfectly proportioned figure and height, these are every woman's top choices when it comes to appearance.

The only drawback is,

The issue of power and wealth.

......

After more than an hour of quiet time, Shirahoshi kept looking at the scenery along the way, occasionally eating a snack and drinking a sip of her own handmade premium red milk tea. Fukuyama Sawa also watched for more than an hour without getting bored at all. At this point, Shirahoshi felt her scalp tingling and could only continue looking out the window.

"White Star".

"What's wrong, Miss Sawa?"

"Are you really not going to consider marrying into our family? I'll treat you well. If you're willing to marry into our family, I'll give you three houses and two shops in Fire City as a dowry! And if you like living in Konoha Village, I can even give you a house there..."

"Miss Sawa. Do you think I'm that kind of person? Would I lower myself for money?!" Shirahoshi could barely hold onto her empty teacup. The car in front, peering through the glass, had a face full of disdain on its driver, Yoshiko. Fukuyama Sawa began to think seriously, stroking her chin: "How about... I give you another ten million Fire Coins and some gold jewelry..."

Click——

Shirahoshi put down her teacup, her expression unreadable for a moment, and Fukuyama Sawa also became a little nervous.

Sitting on the hood of the car, Mu Jiazi thought angrily that a single property in the Fire City was worth tens of millions of taels of Fire Country currency, and the value of a shop was even more expensive.

In other words, converted to the currency of the Land of Fire, the dowry would amount to hundreds of millions.

No matter what Kiyoko thinks, Shirahoshi has no chance of refusing: so much money is almost equivalent to about two hundred S-rank mission bounties in Konoha.

Inside the carriage, the air remained quiet for a long time. Gradually, a smile appeared on the boy's face as he looked up at Fukuyama Sawa: "Sorry."

"I still want to be a ninja."

Upon hearing this, Fukuyama Sawa was stunned for a long time before finally smiling slowly: "I see. I understand."

Just as Shirahoshi breathed a sigh of relief, inwardly marveling at how she could remain true to herself despite facing such a powerful and stunningly beautiful young heiress, Fukuyama Sawa spoke again:

"So, Shirahoshi, you must have someone you like, right?"

"Why don't you tell me? Is it that Ryuun-san from the Yuhi clan who was recently promoted to Jonin? Or that Mikoto-san from the Uchiha clan, who is currently a prominent figure in the village and broke the record for the youngest Jonin a few years ago?"

Shirahoshi was stunned for a moment, her eyes widening slightly in surprise at how Fukuyama Sawa knew so much. Then, Fukuyama Sawa uttered the last name, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

"Or maybe."

"Is it Ms. Nonou, who has been with you the longest, is also a young Jonin (Special Jonin), and broke the Konoha Hospital record to become the youngest chief physician?"

"..."

“Miss Sawa, you know their situation even better than I do.” Shirahoshi gave a thumbs up.

“Of course.” Fukuyama Sawa pulled out a folding fan from somewhere, opened it to reveal the character “福” (fortune) and a landscape painting, obscuring half of the girl’s face: “I’m seriously pursuing you, Shirahoshi Genin.”

"How can you win your heart without understanding your rival's situation?"

"Aren't you right?"

"Hehe..." Bai Xing chuckled awkwardly, picked up her teacup to take a sip, only to find that there was no black tea left.

Click——

Fukuyama Sawa put away her folding fan. As a teller who had worked at the money exchange for two years, she was able to get to this position because she was an elite talent cultivated by the top management in China: through the money exchange, she could meet all kinds of people and learn practical knowledge such as the trading market, currency value, and customer needs at each time period.

"Let me tell you."

"Being a ninja is a dead-end job. And it's extremely expensive."

"Not only does spending money not necessarily make you a stronger ninja, but it is also very likely that everything you invest in yourself will turn into a pile of bones in a certain ninja war."

Fukuyama Sawa looked at Shirahoshi:

"Why don't you reconsider my suggestion?"

Upon hearing this, Shirahoshi felt even calmer. Looking at the peaceful environment outside, she saw it as the best proof that all countries were entering the negotiation stage and preparing to achieve peace: "Miss Sawa, you are wrong."

Fukuyama Sawa: "Oh? Tell me about it~?"

“Being a ninja is a profession, that’s true, but not the kind of profession you’re imagining.” Shirahoshi said calmly, looking directly at Fukuyama Sawa: “At the very least.”

"If there were no Konoha ninjas."

"Even the Land of Fire couldn't hold onto such a vast territory. Isn't that right?"

"Hmph!" Fukuyama Sawa was still disdainful. After all, the money a Konoha ninja can earn in their lifetime is at most tens of millions or hundreds of millions. For example, White Fang, who went to the battlefield and did so many missions this time, and even won the honor of being half a Hokage, only received a reward of about 30 million. After paying off the previous loan in one go, he only had 8 or 9 million left in savings.

Based on a standard of 30 million a year, that amount of money is not even as much as her annual salary from working a regular job.

"Whatever you say."

"In my opinion, as long as you have money, you can get Konoha ninjas to do the tasks we want you to carry out."

At this point, Fukuyama Sawa's face turned grim:

“Even if.”

"The order is for you to betray your employer and kill your comrades!"

Seeing Bai Xing suppressing a laugh, the girl's face twitched unhappily: "One million might not be enough."

"But what if I offer five million?!"

"Ten million?!"

"Do you think your comrades will be like you, upholding their beliefs and protecting their comrades?" It was precisely because Fukuyama Sawa believed that Shirahoshi was a Konoha ninja of good character that she chose him to become her son-in-law.

"Will do."