The Days of Being the Richest Man in the Ninja World

Chapter 98. White Zetsu's Observation Diary

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We are White Zetsu, and we are currently carrying out a top-secret mission assigned by Madara-sama.

Seven or eight White Zetsus concealed themselves, secretly observing the figure that had just gotten up.

"This descendant of Hagoromo is really strange! He's clearly talented, so why hasn't he become a ninja?"

"The Uchiha clan has always been full of weirdos. Isn't it more surprising that one of them actually became a businessman?"

"True! Having a pervert in their ranks is totally normal too!"

"Are you talking about Uchiha Obito? He's a lot like Madara-sama."

"Like him? How?! Madara-sama was majestic—that guy's just a fool!"

"Both of them… are misunderstood."

"You better not say that in front of Madara-sama, unless you wanna get smacked!"

"Of course. I'm not that swirly-faced guy. Actually… we've got our own idiot among us too!"

"Have you ever thought about this—if he really becomes Madara-sama's substitute and uses that forbidden Jutsu… he'll be exposed immediately?"

"…"

A brief silence followed. Then, one of them sighed.

"Madara-sama really has it tough too!"

"But… what does that have to do with us?"

"Hehe, that's right! By the way, where's Black Zetsu?"

"The main body said the replacement hasn't been chosen yet. Black Zetsu still has to pretend to be Madara-sama's shadow, so he can't come out yet!"

"That sounds exhausting!"

"Oh, oh, oh! That guy is finally heading out!"

"Follow him! Follow him!"

The previously bored White Zetsus suddenly became alert.

They quickly hid themselves again and continued tailing their target.

Deep down, they couldn't help but sigh: This guy sure is lazy!

Even at such a young age, he sleeps in until almost noon every day.

How does he even manage that?!

After all, most other ninjas his age wake up early to train.

Oh—

Right.

He's not a ninja.

Never mind then.

"Rich people are so annoying!"

"Such a waste of time!"

Several White Zetsus grumbled in frustration. Then, they turned to look at one of their own—

And immediately stared at him in shock.

Why the hell was he holding a milk tea?!

That particular White Zetsu blinked innocently at the others. He had simply passed by a milk tea shop, went inside… and ended up holding one!

It's very strange!

I mean—

They don't even need to eat or drink. So why did he suddenly feel the urge to buy one?!

"Second cup is half-price. Anyone want one?"

"…"

Shameful!

A disgrace to the White Zetsu army!

Everyone was supposed to be spying—

And this guy had the nerve to sneak off and buy milk tea?!

And he only bought two cups?!

What's that supposed to mean?!

Just as the other White Zetsus were about to lose their minds over this betrayal—

Suddenly…

"He's moving! Let's go!"

The White Zetsus snapped back to reality—almost forgetting their mission entirely.

As for that traitorous White Zetsu…

They'd deal with him later!

…

A short while later, they arrived at the Uchiha clan.

They knew this place well.

One of them had been disguised as an old lady, living nearby. And if one White Zetsu knew something—all White Zetsus knew it.

But then—

"Whoa… this Uchiha kid is so chubby!"

He looked just like…

A squirrel lying on a tree branch, basking in the sun?!

They'd seen that before!

The White Zetsus stared at the Uchiha kid, who was sprawled on the veranda, eyes half-closed, napping.

Wasn't the Uchiha clan supposed to be serious and disciplined?

What's with this lazy little guy?!

"Just like Madara-sama said… The Uchiha clan has fallen!"

"Eh, if it's fallen, it's fallen. What does that have to do with us? We just need to watch the Yuto guy. Also… can you stop drinking that, you idiot?!"

"…"

The White Zetsu with the milk tea hesitated—

Then slowly pulled the straw out of his mouth and scratched his head.

For some reason—

The moment he bought it, he suddenly wanted to drink it.

So… he did.

"How does it taste? Is it good?"

"Ah, I don't know what's going on. We don't need to eat or drink, but when I saw him drinking it… I wanted to try it too."

"Is this… genjutsu?"

"Nope!"

"Then why?!"

The White Zetsus were utterly confused.

Just then—

"Follow them! Follow them! They're leaving!"

The chubby Uchiha kid was being led away by Uchiha Yuto.

And so—

The White Zetsus immediately refocused on their mission and followed.

Then.

Next.

They watched as Uchiha Yuto took the young Uchiha out for a meal. After eating… both of them got a cup of milk tea.

The chubby little Uchiha held the cup with both hands, his cheeks puffing up as he sipped. His tiny body and those big, clear eyes made him look…

Not gonna lie…

Kind of cute.

What a weird Uchiha!

Aren't Uchiha brats usually annoying?!

Always acting all cocky and picking fights.

But this one…

Well.

Looks like this is just another weird Uchiha.

…

Slllurp~

All the White Zetsus turned to look at each other.

Wait.

What the hell?!

Why was everyone holding a milk tea now?!

"No idea! We just walked past, got curious, went in… and came out like this!"

"Yeah! Yeah! Same here!"

"Is this… genjutsu?"

"No clue!"

"Even we ended up buying some?! This is terrifying!"

But—

After a while…

They realized that aside from suddenly having milk tea, nothing else seemed off.

So, they just… ignored it.

After all—they hadn't been exposed, so who cares?

One White Zetsu, one cup.

And just like that, they sat there, drinking their milk tea, watching Uchiha Yuto.

For some reason…

They were starting to understand why this guy was so rich.

But why exactly…?

They couldn't figure it out.

They had just walked by, and suddenly, they had the urge to go inside.

…

At this moment.

Yuto had already taken Itachi to the Chief Elder's residence. Even from afar, they could hear the music coming from inside.

Looks like the Chief Elder had been training since early morning.

But—

To a bunch of White Zetsus…

What really caught their attention was—

That old man, dressed in bright, flashy colors…

The White Zetsus: …

They just stared, straws in their mouths, completely dazed.

And in the end—

They couldn't help but sigh: Yep. Truly the Uchiha Clan.

That chubby little Uchiha—Surprisingly nimble when he jumped.

Must be some kind of Uchiha Taijutsu!

Though… that old man's moves weren't nearly as graceful as Madara-sama's!

"Alright, let's move! He's leaving again—keep up!"

"This guy is so laid back."

"Looks like he doesn't do much all day~"

"Well, he's not a ninja anymore, so~"

…

Next.

They followed Uchiha Yuto… And ended up at the milk tea shop again.

"Huh? Is that… a Hyuga?"

"I think her name is Hyuga Suzune. What's going on now?"

"They're getting… a massage?!"

A bunch of White Zetsus sat there, sipping their milk tea, watching as Yuto relaxed.

And for some reason…

The more they watched, the more frustrated they felt!

They were hiding underground—

And up there, people were getting massages?!

They had spied on so many ninjas before—

But this was a first!

They weren't even supposed to feel emotions—so why did this piss them off so much?!

The White Zetsus exchanged glances.

Maybe…

They should've volunteered to spy on Obito instead.

At least then—

They could watch some poop.

…

Time passed.

"How long are they gonna keep this up?!"

"Maybe we should just go back and report to Madara-sama. This guy doesn't seem suspicious at all!"

"Slllurp… gurgle~"

"Huh? Where are you going?"

"I finished my drink! I don't know why but for some reason, just standing here… I really want to buy another cup!"

"…"