Chapter Seventy-Three: The Blood and Tears of the Non-Chieftain

Writing a banner seemed to Akabane to be a simple propaganda technique, but the next day, he saw a banner hanging on the street-

"The manga has been updated, and interested customers and friends have come to buy it!"

???

Under the banner of Akabane Station, he was stunned for a long time.

This directly copied the second half of his words as it was, and it was not changed at all.

Is it so real!

Walking to the comic shop with a black face, his eyes widened when he saw the scene in front of him - the store was surprisingly crowded with people.

"Such a garbage slogan......"

Akabane was silent for a moment, feeling his IQ insulted.

It can only be said that there are too few advertisements in this world.

He sighed slightly, then walked outside the store and took a closer look.

"Well, that's?"

A chakra fluctuation caught his attention.

Akabane looked over, and the fluctuations came from a white-robed boy, who was standing there quietly, a little different from his surroundings.

Hinata?

His face changed, and he immediately walked up, and before he could pat the other man on the shoulder, the little boy had already turned his head first.

"Hey, hey, are you going to cheat and grab the poster?"

Akabane said helplessly.

He forgot - there are simply too many ways for the ninja world to cheat.

The little boy of the Hyuga family was a little ashamed, but after thinking for a moment, he whispered, "You don't have a rule. ”

"I can't do what I'm stipulating now."

Akabane said, went to the door to pick up a pen and write a few words, and added a sentence in the last column, "The final interpretation of this event belongs to our store" and something like that.

The Hyuga boy hung his head in frustration and muttered dissatisfied.

However, based on the memory just now, he still chose a book with comics.

"Can't use ninja abilities? I've always had the good fortune to get a comic with a poster without having to rely on my ability. ”

At that moment, he heard a voice.

"Tsunade, forget it! Since you were a child, how have you ever bet on luck to win? ”

Tsunade and Jiraiya.

Akabane turned his head, and sure enough, he saw that Jirai was also knocked away by a punch.

"I've won twice."

Tsunade was a little depressed, then shook his head slightly and entered the door of the manga shop.

"Tsunade, I think ......"

Akabane has some hair.

It's also a bet on luck, in case Tsunade really bets!

"Hmph, you don't think I can get it, do you?"

For ninjas, if you look closely, it is not difficult to see subtle differences in thickness with good eyesight.

But Tsunade didn't read it at all, just picked out a random copy.

It's really a gamble of luck.

Akabane is a little nervous, what if you really get it!

"Yo Xi, I haven't gambled for a long time, I must be lucky this time!"

Tsunade was full of power and carefully turned the pages one by one.

"You can't just flip it quickly......"

Jiraiya walked back tiredly and also took a copy casually.

"You don't understand the feeling of betting."

Tsunade's eyes lit up, living like a devout gambler, page by page, there was really a feeling of flipping over the cards.

At the end, there was still no poster.

Akabane Nagacho breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no danger!

"Hahaha, your luck, you really won't win the lottery."

Jiraiya happily picked up the book next to Tsunade, flipped through it, and a page of posters fell out of the book.

"Wow-ha-ha, Uncle Ben's luck is too good."

Boom!

After a punch, Tsunade angrily threw down another hundred taels, and even Jilai was luckier than her, and she couldn't bear it!

I picked another one from the shelf, and however...... Or not.

"Forget it, Tsunade."

Akabane was a little unbearable.

When selling the first volume of promotion, if it weren't for the group collection and no rewards, she wouldn't get any rewards, which shows that this luck is unique.

"No, I'm going to buy it again!"

What kind of luck is this thing, I really don't have any pressure in my heart.

Ten copies in a row, not a single one......

"Jiraiya, for the sake of your own life, I advise you not to laugh."

Akabane pulled Jiraiya and whispered.

Although he is also holding back very hard, it is really unwise to add fuel to the fire, especially in front of a red-eyed gambler.

Jiraiya wanted to provoke, but his ribs hurt inexplicably-

"Hmm...... Tsunade, it's not your fault that you're unlucky, ...... next time"

Boom!

With another punch, Tsunade put away ten comic books and left angrily.

These eleven copies are just enough, and if you buy one more, you can only give it away, and besides, this one has already consumed half of her savings.

"I, I'm trying to comfort!"

Jiraiya covered his head and said angrily.

"The person who hits the shot comforts the non-chief, and the non-chief will only feel that you are insulting her."

Akabane said sympathetically.

In his previous life, he was also a non-chieftain, and he felt the same way as Tsunade.

I don't understand the meaning of the non-chief, but I can guess that it probably means "bad luck".

"Cut!"

He sat in a chair in the doorway and began to look to himself.

After a while......

"I suspect that you mocked Shuo Mao's chakra, and after only a few ninjutsu, the chakra was exhausted?"

Speechless complaining.

"How is it possible, Shuomao doesn't have such a small number of chakras."

Akabane said casually.

"Jina is beautiful, beautiful, so cute!"

"Wow, this young lady is more beautiful, Akabane Akabane, what's her name?"

Jiraiya was in high spirits and excited.

"If you look at it, you'll find out."

Akabane shrugged.

"Akabane, I found that you are also very good at drawing girls, if you ......"

"Don't even think about it, I can't draw something boring like that!"

Needless to say, Akabane knows what this stupidity means, but fortunately, it is also lacking roots, otherwise a normal person would have guessed who drew that page.

Jiraiya watched intently, and compared while watching.

After a long time, he finished watching the whole plot.

"Ahhh

Akabane felt that something had awakened in Jiraiya.

I was going to tell him about Shiro, but after thinking about it...... For the time being, I still don't tell him that the white in Kishimoto's painting is actually a boy.

Although it is a matter of changing it, the feeling of broken dreams should be very refreshing.

Jiraiya sat down and excitedly took out his sketchpad and began to write.

"Hey, don't draw that kind of rude thing in front of my store!"

Akabane's face changed.

However......

At this time, Jiraiya,Just like Tsunade who fell into gambling,Can't be dissuaded at all.。

He was quick to put pen to paper, and he was quick to draw, but in a few seconds the paper was already roughly outlined.

"Don't bother me, I'm inspired, my brain is shaking!"

Zilai was also excited, and the pen in his hand was surprisingly stable, drawing soft lines.

In terms of painting skills, he has made rapid progress.

However......

The content of the painting gradually develops in a less healthy direction.

At this time, many people from the store were watching.

Akabane was about to stop it, but heard a familiar cough.

"Since you come too, there must be a limit to messing around."

Three generations?

It's such a coincidence again!

With a suspicious gaze, Akabane looked at Sarutobi - if there weren't too many people, he wouldn't have stopped it!