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The smile didn't transfer to Tobirama Senju's face, but after seeing Yūshin's emotional change, his previously serious and stern expression couldn't quite hold.
"These might not all be Sarutobi Clan supplies—they could have accepted some merchant's transport mission."
Tobirama Senju kindly reminded him. Look, he still had kindness now.
Obviously, tea leaves were commodities with considerable economic value, basically impossible to be Sarutobi Clan personal supplies...
Even if all Sarutobi clansmen had tea-drinking habits, with such quantity, they'd be drinking until the Year of the Monkey.
Though different from the later shinobi village system period, this era's shinobi similarly undertook missions from within or outside their clans.
Shinobi typically didn't engage in production—they were pure armed forces, exchanging martial prowess for survival supplies, a common characteristic transcending eras.
Naturally there would be production and commercial activities amid chaos—this needed no explanation.
Yūshin nodded, finding Tobirama Senju's explanation quite reasonable.
Then he had several shinobi carry away useful supplies and asked Tobirama Senju to reseal the tea leaves into the scroll.
These tea leaves had no value to him, but if accidentally rained on, they'd become valueless to anyone.
After completing the tea "packaging," Yūshin directly gave that supply scroll to Tobirama Senju: "It's yours—this thing is completely useless to us."
He had no sales channels anyway. Rather than letting tea rot in his hands, better to do a favor. He couldn't say he was selling rather than giving it to Tobirama Senju, right?
Yūshin indeed wanted something from the opponent, but one had to be practical—couldn't want everything.
Tobirama Senju twitched his mouth corners. Clearly, he didn't want it at all. The Senju Clan naturally had ways to exchange tea for other urgently needed supplies, but these were stolen goods from the Sarutobi Clan.
Now as guest following host's convenience, he could only remain silent, letting Yūshin place the donated supplies beside his long blade.
"If the Sarutobi Clan loses mission items, do they need to compensate employers?" Yūshin set down the scroll, sat back in his original position, then asked seemingly casually.
"If it's the Sarutobi Clan, they'd provide some compensation to employers," Tobirama Senju said.
"Oh, truly worthy of an enduring great clan—seems the Sarutobi Clan values integrity highly."
Hearing this, Tobirama Senju paused, immediately understanding Yūshin's implied meaning.
He instantly recalled that before fainting, Yūshin had said something like "I won't harm you, but you owe me a life."
After Tobirama Senju awakened, Yūshin naturally couldn't repeat this—that would be coercion. Tobirama Senju similarly wouldn't mention it, but he couldn't pretend not to have heard, because Yūshin spoke truth.
The current shinobi world was incredibly dark—almost everyone occupied moral low ground. In such times, being able to kill but choosing not to could be called benevolence—this concept was absolutely unproblematic.
In the previous battle, Tobirama Senju was the initiator, then he was defeated. Regardless of what underhanded sneak attack caused his defeat, defeat was defeat.
But Yūshin hadn't taken the opportunity to eliminate this enemy, instead helping treat his wounds. Whether from kind intentions or fear of Senju Clan reputation, since Yūshin didn't act, Tobirama Senju had to acknowledge this favor.
Tobirama Senju could certainly refuse to acknowledge this—Yūshin couldn't act again anyway. However...
Though Tobirama Senju's name was consistently associated with descriptions like "scheming" and "unscrupulous means for goals," some things even he disdained doing.
"Do you need any assistance?" he directly asked.
"There's this matter—perhaps due to natural water affinity, I've already mastered water-attribute chakra transformation. Now there's a problem: I don't understand Water Release ninjutsu, currently working hard to find Water Release learning methods, but haven't succeeded."
Yūshin didn't stand on ceremony either, directly stating his request.
Both sides had no friendship—they'd conduct fair trade.
"Water Release—I've mastered several. I can teach you."
Hearing it was only this matter, Tobirama Senju couldn't help but sigh in relief. This kind of "repayment" was within his capabilities. Normally, he wouldn't let clan techniques leak out, but now he faced his "lifesaver."
"That's truly appreciated, but I'm rather slow—might not learn quickly, so please write it down."
While speaking, Yūshin had already stuffed a blank scroll and pen into Tobirama Senju's hands.
This was obviously prepared—Tobirama Senju felt somewhat helpless but ultimately put pen to scroll.
After brief consideration, he first wrote down a C-rank offensive Water Release ninjutsu "Water Surge"—its hand seals, chakra circulation method, and training approach.
With balanced offense-defense and buy-one-get-one thinking, he added after Water Surge the B-rank defensive Water Release ninjutsu "Water Formation Wall" that only jōnin-level shinobi could master.
He gave higher rank to defensive techniques because shinobi considered offensive ninjutsu more valuable—most times shinobi battles compared who could kill opponents faster, emphasizing extreme aggression.
After writing these two ninjutsu, Tobirama Senju prepared to stop writing and return the scroll, but then heard Yūshin's light words.
"Speaking of which, I always felt I'd heard Tobirama Senju somewhere—just finally remembered... Don't you have a brother called Hashirama Senju?"
Tobirama Senju's brush stroke paused, involuntarily looking up at Yūshin.
The latter's gaze was clear and focused.
Really just remembered? He knew from the beginning... Tobirama Senju discovered he'd been played.
Hints—Yūshin was hinting again. Conversation required technique; maybe he could publish a book called The Art of Communication.
Simply put, Yūshin wasn't saying he'd heard of Hashirama Senju, but that he knew Tobirama Senju's identity was actually the Senju Clan leader's son.
At this moment, Tobirama Senju's life had appreciated—saving an ordinary Senju shinobi versus saving the Senju clan leader's son required obviously different compensation.
Due to his special status, Tobirama Senju had to pay more, or Yūshin's favor couldn't be fully repaid.
So Tobirama Senju gritted his teeth, continuing to write another high-level offensive Water Release ninjutsu of jōnin learning difficulty... B-rank Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet.
After finishing, he returned scroll and pen to Yūshin, finally unable to resist complaining: "You think too much."
Yūshin received the scroll, smiling without words.
Regarding such accusations from someone who'd spend all day pondering conspiracies later, Yūshin would brush them away like dust—not worth taking to heart.
"Before recovering mobility, you can temporarily recuperate here," he said.
Things weren't finished—opportunities to fleece Tobirama Senju definitely remained.
Having finally gotten together, would everyone immediately disperse after one transaction ended?
Of course not—everyone would begin the next transaction.
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