After the assessment, Uchiha Yu left first.
Time was pressing, so he couldn't be bothered to chat with a bunch of brats.
Feeling the last bit of living expenses he earned from the restaurant in his pocket, he headed to the Uchiha Ninja Tool Shop.
Speaking of the most profitable shops in Konoha.
Ranked second was Shueisha, which sold manga and novels.
Third was Ichiraku Ramen.
The first place was consistently occupied by Ninja tool shops.
Ninja consumed a large number of Ninja tools; a Chunin, for example, would use at least hundreds of Shuriken in a year.
Such a lucrative industry should logically attract many people.
Strangely, there weren't many Ninja tool shops in the Village.
Among them, the cheapest one was the exclusive Ninja tool shop for the Uchiha clan.
Uchiha Yu had previously spent a year's worth of living expenses on Shuriken to practice his Shuriken throwing.
He was very familiar with the shop owner and had even bought on credit twice.
“Yo, it’s Yu, what are you buying today?” The shop owner, Uchiha Awane, was a big fatty and greeted Uchiha Yu with great enthusiasm.
He knew Uchiha Yu had no parents, so he took great care of him.
“Boss, I don’t have enough money, but I promise to pay you back when I earn some. I want that one.”
Uchiha Awane followed Uchiha Yu’s finger and looked back at the giant Shuriken hanging on the wall, his mouth twitching twice:
“You want this? This thing is taller than you are, what do you want it for? This is a Ninja tool for the Three Great Swords used by awakened Ninja of the clan with their Sharingan; it’s useless to you.”
As he said this, several more customers entered the shop.
There were six of them, each wearing a forehead protector.
These six first glanced at the boss, then began to pick out Ninja tools.
As for Uchiha Yu, no one paid attention to such a young boy.
“Boss, I want that one, can I have it?”
“Don’t make trouble, can’t you see there are so many customers?”
“I’m not making trouble, I want this, can I get it on credit?”
Uchiha Awane frowned, “Look at you, child, I told you, that’s for awakened clan members, a Ninja tool for the Three Great Swords Ninjutsu used with the Sharingan. What do you want it for? And on credit? I wouldn’t sell it to you even if you paid cash!”
He was clearly getting agitated by Uchiha Yu, and the six Ninja all turned their heads.
“Yes, I’m sorry!” Uchiha Awane quickly bowed ninety degrees.
Uchiha Yu thought carefully for a moment, “So you’re not giving it to me because it’s used with the Sharingan Ninjutsu Three Great Swords, not because I want to buy on credit, right?”
The boss sighed, “You child, when you awaken your Sharingan, I wouldn’t mind giving you one.”
Uchiha Yu slapped all his remaining money on the table, “No need to give, I’ll buy it.”
As he said this, a short-haired Uchiha with no eyebrows walked to the counter, “Kid, you’re very noisy, you know? Get out!”
Of course, Uchiha Yu wouldn’t just leave. He looked at this person, then at the boss, and held out his hand, saying, “I only have this much money now; I’ll pay you back in full in ten months.”
“Why can’t I make you understand when I talk to you?” The Uchiha with no eyebrows grew slightly angry. He pointed at the enlarged Shuriken on the wall, “This thing can only be used when you awaken your Sharingan, understand? Get out!”
Uchiha Yu’s personality made it difficult for him to cause trouble.
But he thought carefully, if he wanted to learn Ninjutsu that countered the Uchiha Clan, it seemed he had to find some reason.
Like a conflict with a clan member?
Seeing that the young boy didn’t move, the Uchiha with no eyebrows got angry!
“Damn kid! Do you have these eyes?!” A pair of red eyes stared intently at Uchiha Yu!
“Ah! He’s just a stubborn child!” The boss, Uchiha Awane, quickly stepped between them, fearing something might actually happen.
“You won’t even have eyes like these when you’re fifty! So, put away your ridiculous ideas, kid!”
“Don’t let kids like this into the shop anymore, they ruin my mood!”
“Alright, alright, alright! Yes, yes! Understand, understand!”
He then looked at Uchiha Yu, “Don’t make me educate you like your parents would; now get out!”
At this moment, a discordant voice came over.
“Oh? The eyes you said one wouldn’t have even at fifty, are they these?” He pointed to his own eyes amidst everyone’s bewildered expressions.
In the Black community of Queens after the rain, the air was filled with a damp and decaying smell.
The puddles on the streets had not yet fully receded, reflecting the dim yellow streetlights like broken mirrors, reflecting the weariness and helplessness of this community.
The puddles were mixed with fallen leaves, trash, and some unidentifiable filth, which, washed by the rain, emitted a nauseating odor.
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These smells, mixed with damp soil, moldy walls, and old building materials, formed a unique and unpleasant atmosphere.
Many of the buildings along the streets were dilapidated, with peeling paint revealing the bricks beneath, as if they were scars left by time on a face.
Some buildings had broken windows, crudely boarded up with wood, and through the gaps, one could see dark rooms inside, as if hiding unknown secrets.
In the corners of the community, some homeless people huddled in rain-soaked cardboard boxes and rags, their eyes vacant and lost, as if they had long grown accustomed to this forgotten corner of the World.
Children played in the puddles, their laughter echoing through the empty streets, yet unable to mask the desolation and decay of this community.
Stephen Fang, walking with a bottle of iced cola, looked at the black thugs who were slacking off and clicked his tongue in disdain.
Who said the moon was rounder here?
It’s not like that here either!
He passed a gun shop and arrived at the Chinese supermarket next door.
As soon as he entered the supermarket, the shop owner, Auntie Lee, greeted him.
“Little Fang, you found a job, right?”
“Oh, don’t even mention it! The burger joint’s kitchen doesn’t want me anymore; a new ‘immigrant’ came, and they only want food and lodging, no salary. How can I compete with that?”
“Sigh, that’s how we Chinese are.” Auntie Lee smiled helplessly, “How about this, after my niece leaves in a couple of days, you can temporarily stay upstairs.”
“No way.” Stephen Fang immediately shook his head, “I’ve already stayed for quite a while. Don’t worry about me, I can survive~”
“Alright then, see what you want to eat, Auntie’s treating.”
“Then I’ll go get some Maotai!”
“You rascal…”
As the two chatted, three young black men pushed the door open.
The three of them looked around the room, especially at the surveillance camera, and deliberately pulled their hat brims lower.
With that demeanor, anyone with eyes could tell what they were about to do.
Those who could open a supermarket in a Black community didn’t have bad eyesight.
Auntie Lee immediately went to press the alarm button.
“Don’t move!”
A dark gun muzzle pointed at Auntie Lee at the counter, “If you dare move—”
The person hadn’t even finished speaking.
“Ah! F-f-f-fuck!”
The handgun fell to the ground as his wrist felt a sharp pain. His two accomplices next to him looked at him in confusion.
On his wrist, at some unknown point, a dusty compass was stuck.
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The price tag on this compass hadn’t even been torn off yet!