In the following week, Obito would rush to the gambling den every day after patrol.
And all the money he spent was borrowed from Gekko Chizan—he had already blown through 5 million ryō.
Chizan didn't mind at all during this period. After all, he had his own plans.
Instead, he kept encouraging Obito to keep going, to the point where both Kakashi and Rin were completely numb to it.
Finally, one day after a week had passed, Obito was completely broke.
He sat outside the gambling den with a bitter expression, when Gekko Chizan appeared.
He patted Obito on the shoulder and gave him a strangely sinister smile.
"Obito, want to get your money back?"
As soon as he heard that, Obito's eyes lit up with joy.
"Really? Chizan-sensei?"
Gekko Chizan said nothing. He simply wiped his hand across Obito's face—
The next moment, Obito froze.
Completely paralyzed. Under the effect of a numbing powder, Uchiha Obito's eyes went wide in shock as his entire body locked up.
But Chizan hadn't overdone it—under his seal control, the numbing powder only rendered Obito immobile and unable to speak.
"Scam den!"
"Unbelievable! There's a place like this even in the Daimyō's domain!"
"You swindled my disciple—give us our money back!"
Putting on his best performance, Chizan placed Obito right in front of the gambling den and started shouting curses at the top of his lungs.
His voice was so loud and his emotions so intense that the crowd around him started turning their heads.
Even the gamblers inside the den were alarmed—one by one, they came out to see what was going on.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?"
"Don't make a scene in front of our den! Want me to call the guards?"
The manager of the gambling den glared coldly at Chizan and the paralyzed Obito lying on the ground, his tone low and threatening.
"Hmph! This place is a scam!"
"You're obviously rigging the games! Otherwise how could my little friend lose so miserably?"
"He lost several million ryō in just a few days—and you're saying the games weren't rigged?"
Chizan was currently using a Transformation Jutsu and didn't care at all about his own face. His goal was to bring chaos to the enemy.
"Refund! Refund!"
"Utterly corrupt scam den!"
The more agitated his tone and the better his acting, the more suspicious glances the crowd cast toward the gambling house owner.
Unbeknownst to them all, at that very moment, a shadowy figure was sweeping through the gambling den, gathering money.
Since everyone was outside watching the spectacle, no one had any idea what was happening indoors.
"Guards! Guards!"
"Someone's causing a scene!"
Left with no choice, the gambling den owner called for security.
Before long, the guards got involved.
And news of the commotion reached the Daimyō.
"What the hell is that brat up to now?"
"He loses a bet, then causes a scene at the gambling den?"
"Tell the guards to separate them immediately. Forget it, I'll go check it out myself."
The Daimyō felt a headache coming on. He had thought this was a promising recruit—but it turned out the brat was nothing but trouble.
He'd been keeping an eye on Gekko Chizan and his three subordinates over the past few days. At first, he figured the guy was just greedy, but now it seemed he was also a troublemaker.
Soon, the Daimyō arrived at the gambling den, accompanied by guards.
"Well now, Daimyō-sama, even you've been alarmed?"
The gambling den owner rushed to greet him, but the Daimyō ignored him, turning his gaze toward Gekko Chizan.
"Explain. What's going on here?"
Chizan smirked to himself. The Daimyō definitely knew it was him—after all, surveillance hadn't stopped these past few days.
The fact that the Daimyō had shown up himself meant he intended to get involved.
"Daimyō-sama! This is a scam den!"
"They're rigging games and cheating people!"
"Please give us justice, Daimyō-sama!"
Not missing a beat, Chizan raised his voice again, crying out dramatically and causing the Daimyō to fall silent in exasperation.
"Hmph, this is the Daimyō's domain!"
"No more nonsense! Owner, return the money he lost!"
"Then throw them out of the Daimyō's domain and never allow them to set foot in the Land of Fire's capital again!"
To most onlookers, this punishment didn't seem harsh at all—some even thought it was too light.
The gambling den owner, in particular, looked like his face had turned to ash. He dared not disobey the Daimyō's command.
After all, this was the Land of Fire. This was the Daimyō's domain.
"Yes... Daimyō-sama..."
The gambling den owner pulled out a silver note worth 5 million ryō and slapped it on Obito, then shot the two of them a vicious glare.
"Get them out of here!"
With the Daimyō's furious bellow, Gekko Chizan stuffed the silver note into his clothes, hoisted Obito over his shoulder, and the two of them were kicked out of the Daimyō's estate.
...
In the forest on the outskirts, Gekko Chizan laid Obito down, then used chakra to neutralize the numbing powder.
"Phew! I'm alive again!"
"Chizan-sensei, what kind of stunt was that!?"
"Huh!?"
Just as Obito finally regained his ability to move—still slurring slightly due to his numb tongue—he was already venting his frustration. But before he could finish, he fell silent.
Chizan had pulled out the silver note.
Obito's eyes lit up at the sight of money.
"Obito, I'll be holding onto this cash. After all, I was the one who got the 5 million ryō back."
"Hahaha."
Laughing gleefully, Chizan slipped the note into his robes, leaving Obito utterly dejected.
Chizan had profited handsomely from the whole charade—he not only reclaimed Obito's lost money, he also looted the gambling den.
During the commotion, he'd used a Shadow Clone to sneak in and plunder the entire backroom stash.
[Ding! Detected that the host staged a dramatic scene by paralyzing Obito, successfully causing the gambling den owner to lose 5 million ryō. Special reward: Taijutsu +1.]
[Ding! Detected that the host successfully looted 60 million ryō from the gambling den, throwing it into utter chaos. The owner has now been hospitalized in a coma. Special reward: Chakra +1.]
Two attribute boosts in one go—Chizan profited big time!
Back at the Daimyō's estate, the man's face turned pitch-black after hearing his subordinate's report.
"That little bastard... not only scammed money with that performance—he even looted the gambling den..."
"Brazen little punk..."
"Hehehehe... interesting. Very interesting. Yukimura, I want you to make contact with him again in the coming days."
"Someone this greedy… we don't need to haggle over price. If he agrees, give him however much he wants."
Though furious, the Daimyō was still delighted. Chizan's antics confirmed everything he needed to know.
A man whose greed ran to his bones—such a person could be bought, as long as the price was high enough.
"Daimyō-sama, are you really going to use him?"
"Why do I have a bad feeling about this?"
Suddenly, another voice rang out.
It came from the man in green robes who had been silent until now.
Hearing him speak, the Daimyō's brow furrowed slightly.
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