r18novel Chapter 91 Blowing
Chapter 91 Blowing
Nearby, a rugged-looking passerby with a scar on his forehead, seeing Jing, a stranger, lingering in front of the two bounty posters for so long, couldn't help but sneer, "Are you new here? Let me give you a piece of advice, don't get your hands on these two."
"Huh? Why?" Jing asked, looking completely bewildered, as if she were a complete newbie, which was tantamount to indirectly acknowledging his words.
Well, actually, he mainly wanted to hear how this person in front of him would brag about himself, to find a sense of balance in knowing that his bounty wasn't as high as Asuma's.
However, upon hearing this, Scarface's eyes lit up slightly, a hint of joy in them. It really was a newcomer?! He had only been casually making a sarcastic remark when he saw that someone was actually eyeing these two, intending to see if he could gather some information.
Thinking of this, to avoid running into a brick wall, Scarface began to carefully examine Mirror. He saw that although Mirror's clothes were intact, they were obviously very old, the kind that looked worn out. And his appearance was that of an ordinary passerby who could be easily forgotten.
Seeing this, Scarface's slightly pleased expression immediately turned ugly again. He spat in frustration, thinking that he had been lucky enough to find a "fat sheep" that they had missed. Now it seemed that this idiot was just a poor kid who thought he could go around just because he knew a few tricks.
Thinking of this, Scarface became impatient and decided not to respond to Jing, but to leave and find out if there were any other "easier" tasks.
After all, if he were to fight a meaningless battle here and get injured, it would only be a waste of his remaining lifespan for a wandering ninja like himself.
However, just as he was about to leave, a hand suddenly appeared in front of Scarface's eyes and waved. Mirror stood in front of him with a question mark on his face, as if wondering why he wasn't speaking.
"Get out of the way!" Scarface frowned and waved his hand to try to flip the mirror off, but when he swung it, there was no impact as he expected. His arm just swept through the air and he missed.
Scarface looked at Mirror, who was still standing nearby, with some surprise. Recalling how he hadn't noticed Mirror's approach at all, Scarface's expression suddenly turned serious: This guy! At that distance, if he had malicious intent, I might be dead…
"Can you answer me now?" Jing asked, somewhat speechless. This guy was the one who started the conversation, but then suddenly stopped talking. Couldn't he at least finish the conversation?
Scarface looked at him warily upon hearing this, though he knew it was probably useless and just a way to reassure himself. "...What do you want to ask?"
"Why did you say not to mess with them?"
Scarface thought for a moment and then cautiously said, "Because they are very strong."
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They looked at each other for a while, and then...
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"That's it? That's all?" Jing looked at his puzzled expression and couldn't help but retort, "How strong is 'strong'? What are their achievements? What special abilities do they have? What nicknames do they have? Don't you know?"
"Actually—because they basically don't hide their abilities, all the things you asked about are written on the back of the wanted posters, and it should be much more detailed than I know..."
"..." No, I just wanted to hear you brag.
"However..." Scarface looked at the portraits of Bone Lord and Wooden Man, and suddenly seemed to think of something. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly with a hint of mockery. "Let me tell you something interesting. This bounty notice appeared quietly several days after these two guys left the gold exchange. It would have been fine if it had been posted, but the bounty seems to be a joke. Even if the bounty were higher, given their strength, probably no one would have accepted it."
Hearing this, Jing's mood immediately improved. She had said there was something wrong with the bounty, and the masses have discerning eyes.
He walked over to pat Scarface on the shoulder, but found that Scarface's expression changed and his muscles tensed up, ready to explode at any moment.
"……"never mind.
Jing was in a good mood and planned to give Scarface a small tip, but when she touched her purse, she only found the wages that Uncle Hand had given her in advance that day...
Seeing this, Jing froze, then turned and left without a second thought. Hmm… she hadn't finished her work at the noodle shop yet; she still had to knead the dough…
Watching Jing's departing figure, Scarface, who had been standing there somewhat bewildered, breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but mutter, "Is this guy crazy?"
But speaking of which—what did that kid look like again? The person had just left when Scarface suddenly realized that although the person was very clear in his memory, he just couldn't remember what he looked like... The only impression he had was that the person seemed to have a mole on his face.
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Meanwhile, at Ichiraku Noodle Shop, Uncle Tate was skillfully and deftly pulling noodles. However, he was so busy that sweat kept pouring down his forehead. The pulled noodles were distinct, with uniform thickness, and looked very beautiful.
I quickly wiped the sweat off my face with the towel around my neck, then hurriedly put the freshly pulled noodles into the pot. The boiling water released the unique aroma of ramen as soon as the noodles were added...
After finishing his work, the middle-aged man finally had a chance to rest for a while. He stretched his shoulders and muttered to himself in a bad mood: "That brat! He said he would only take a short break, and it's already been quite a while since then?"
However, just as he was thinking of this, as if on cue, Kagami changed out of the clothes that Ena had given him. He remembered that these clothes were supposedly left to him by her father.
After changing back into her Ichiraku Ramen uniform, Kagami knew she was in the wrong, so she quickly ran to the kitchen and efficiently washed and chopped all the ingredients. She then picked up a lump of dough and began kneading it. Throughout the process, Kagami did not use any chakra, yet her movements were exceptionally clean, efficient, and skillful.
This successfully dispelled the slight dissatisfaction in the heart of the middle-aged man who came to check after hearing the noise. He guessed that the kid really had something important to do and probably didn't do it on purpose.
"If you knead that dough well, that should be enough for today's needs. By the way, Jing, did you eat anything for lunch today?"
Hearing this, Jing smiled, scratched his head, looking rather simple and honest, and said apologetically, "Thank you, I've already eaten. I'm sorry I'm late. You can deduct the time I lost from my salary, but I'll be leaving after today."
"Hmm? Leave? Where to?"
"I'm going to take care of some things and probably won't be back."
"...Why so suddenly?" The middle-aged man frowned and asked, suddenly remembering something. "Did you tell Ena about this?"
Jing shook her head. "No, it was a last-minute decision. But don't worry, it's definitely not your fault. It's just my own business. I apologize for bothering you during this time."
"Aren't you going to say goodbye in person? That girl seems..."
"Can I take this outfit as a souvenir? Of course, I'll pay for it." Jing asked, pointing to the clothes she was wearing, as if she hadn't heard what the middle-aged man said while kneading the dough.
Just as the hand-typing uncle was about to say something, he realized that the noodles were already ready, and the texture of the noodles would deteriorate if they were left too long.
He had no choice but to hurry and scoop the noodles out, muttering to himself, "You'd better not regret this, kid."