Naruto: The Ninja World's Life Buyer

Chapter 59 The Strongest Bodyguard

Returning to the sweetness.

Jin had already treated his wounds and was pacing anxiously in the store. When he saw Sosuke and Maki return, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Okay, stop crying."

Sosuke sat down and used healing chakra to treat the wound on his palm.

He cut himself on the wire because he used too much force; it wasn't deep and healed quickly.

"Don't tell anyone about tonight's events."

Sosuke looked at the two children.

"We told the public that the security forces arrived and rescued us."

"I understand." Maki wiped away her tears and nodded.

Although she is young, she knows what is important.

If people knew that Mr. Sosuke had killed three wandering samurai all by himself, it would probably attract attention.

Sousuke closed his eyes and reviewed the battle that had just taken place.

We won, but it was a very ugly victory.

If it weren't for those explosive tags, the explosive clay, and those three people not underestimating their enemy...

He is now a corpse.

"Our strength is still insufficient." Sousuke clenched his fist.

Taijutsu, chakra reserves, and ninjutsu prowess—he still has a long way to go to reach the level of a true ninja in these hard indicators.

Especially in close combat. If those samurai rushed in front of him, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to manipulate the wire.

"We must master powerful offensive ninjutsu."

……

Early in the morning, Sosuke arrived at the waste treatment plant.

Genzo was sitting at the doorway, holding a half-empty bottle of wine, squinting in the sun.

The old man's nose twitched when he saw Sosuke approaching.

"The smell of lingering gunpowder. What, did you blow up a latrine last night?"

Sosuke ignored his teasing.

"I encountered three wandering samurai last night."

Sosuke tossed the good sake he had brought today to Genzo.

"They tried to kidnap my employees. I killed them."

Genzo took the bottle, placed it on the ground, and looked Sosuke up and down.

"Three?"

"Um."

"How was he killed?"

"Wind Demon's Shuriken, Explosion Array. A rather embarrassing victory. I almost made a mistake and died there."

Yuanzao did not laugh.

"That's normal."

"Killing and practicing are two different things. Even if you practice with me ten thousand times, your mind will still go blank when a real enemy attacks."

"This is a show of force to intimidate."

"Those wandering samurai may be rotten, but they've still crawled out of piles of corpses. Their killing intent is enough to make a newbie like you freeze in place."

Sosuke fell silent.

He recalled the fear of the previous night, that feeling of powerlessness as if his body wouldn't obey him.

"I want to become stronger."

Sosuke looked up, his eyes filled with urgency.

"I want to learn techniques that can kill with a single blow, like advanced ninjutsu."

"idiot."

Genzo coldly cursed.

"Who do you think you are? Kakashi Hatake? Or Minato Namikaze?"

"You only started refining chakra at fifteen. Your meridians were already fully formed."

"You have no bloodline limit, no family secret technique."

"You want to master advanced ninjutsu in a short time?"

"That's a dream."

"Offensive ninjutsu, whether it's nature transformation or form transformation, requires years of honing."

"If you expect to use this to deal with the enemy, by the time you master it, the grass on your grave will be two meters high."

Sosuke was jolted awake by the scolding. He calmed down.

Genzo is right. He's a self-taught "pseudo-ninja" who quickly became a ninja by piling up resources.

In terms of raw skill, there is an insurmountable gap between him and those ninjas who have been trained since childhood.

"Then what should I do?" Sosuke asked.

"I can't just sit here and wait to die. War is coming, and there will be more of these kinds of things happening in the future."

Yuanzao took another swig of wine.

"It's simple, if you can't win, then don't fight."

"For someone like you who has money but lacks power, survival is the only victory."

"Give up those fancy, flashy ninjutsu techniques."

"Don't expect to solve all your problems with your shuriken and explosive tags. Those are external items; once you run out, or if a skilled opponent gets close, you're finished."

"There's only one thing you need to practice right now."

"What?"

"run."

Yuanzao uttered a single word.

"Runs faster than anyone else. So fast that no one can catch up with them or cut them down."

"Body Flicker Technique?" Sousuke frowned. "Didn't I practice that before..."

"That's just the basics," Genzo scoffed. "You need to practice more."

"Practice until the enemy hasn't even drawn their sword yet, and you've already retreated ten meters away."

"As long as you run fast enough, no one can kill you."

"This is what the weak should learn."

Sosuke remembered last night.

If he were fast enough, he could retreat with Maki without killing anyone.

If he is not surrounded, he can create distance and use the explosive array for long-range bombardment.

He is safe as long as he is not approached.

"I understand. Teach me how to practice."

Yuanzao threw the empty wine bottle into the trash heap.

"There's not much I can teach you; it's just weight training."

"Didn't you buy weights when you first came to practice? Starting today, wear them. You can't take them off even when you sleep."

"It's painful, but it will make you run faster."

"Remember, the ninja who survives to the end is often not the strongest, but the fastest."

"What a simple and unpretentious method," Sosuke remarked.

Sousuke didn't stay at the training ground. In this regard, he could only work hard; Genzo couldn't teach him anything.

Back at the West Street warehouse, he took out the weights and put them on.

"It looks like there won't be much improvement in the short term," Sousuke sighed.

He was, after all, just an ordinary person.

"I need to hire a bodyguard," he thought to himself.

Since the Instantaneous Movement Technique cannot be improved for the time being, we must think of other ways to ensure safety.

Regardless of whether last night's events were a coincidence or a conspiracy, he didn't want a second time.

He needs a bodyguard who is capable, loyal, and does not belong to any faction.

Where can you find someone like that?

Black market? Unreliable.

A wandering ninja or a wandering samurai? They might betray you at any moment.

A name suddenly popped into Sosuke's mind.

Matt Day.

That perennial genin. That man with the power to open the Eight Gates.

Is Dai still struggling to make a living?

in the afternoon.

Sosuke, carrying two boxes of high-quality yokan (sweet bean jelly), arrived at a cheap apartment building in Konoha.

This place is inhabited by low-ranking ninjas and the poor. The corridors are piled with clutter, and the paint on the walls is peeling off.

Sosuke knocked on the door of room 203.

"Here we go! Youth waits for no one!"

The door was suddenly pulled open.

Matt Day was wearing his signature green bodysuit, with a towel around his neck, and was covered in sweat.

He was obviously doing squats indoors.

"Yo! It's Sosuke!"

Dai recognized Sosuke and flashed his big white teeth.

"Please come in! The house may be a bit messy, but that's where the passion has been!"

He didn't ask Sosuke why he came.

Sosuke entered the house.

It was indeed very messy and rudimentary. The only furniture consisted of a broken table and two beds.

The walls were covered with slogans such as "Effort" and "Youth".

Xiao Kai is doing a handstand in the corner.

"Uncle, I've come to see you."

Sosuke placed the yokan (sweet bean jelly) on the table.

"How's the medicine from last time working?"

"It's amazing!" Dai gave a thumbs up. "It feels cool when you apply it, and I can go back to kicking the wooden stakes the next day!"

"That's good."

Sosuke sat down and looked at this overly optimistic man.

In Konoha, where lineage and ninjutsu are highly valued, Dai is a marginalized figure.

Because he only knows physical skills, no one wants to team up with him, so he can only take on D-level missions such as weeding and catching cats.

The pay is meager, and I still have to support my children.

"Uncle, I need your help," Sosuke said.

"What kind of help? As long as it doesn't violate the Will of Fire, I'll do it even if it means doing a handstand on the Hokage Rock!"

I want to hire you.

Sosuke looked into Dai's eyes.

"Be my personal bodyguard."

"A bodyguard?" Dai hesitated for a moment. "But... I'm just a genin. And I'm not good at ninjutsu."

"No ninjutsu is needed."

Sosuke said earnestly.

"I've seen your taijutsu. It's very strong. Much stronger than those Chunin."

Dai's eyes turned red.

Over the years, apart from his son Kai, no one has ever acknowledged his strength. Everyone calls him "the eternal genin" and mocks him to his face.

"You really...think I'm strong?"

"certainly."

Sosuke extended his finger.

"Two hundred thousand taels a month."

"The task is simple: protect me when I need you. You can still take on village missions or roam freely at other times."

"Two hundred thousand taels?!" Dai almost bit his tongue.

This is equivalent to the reward for completing an A-level task!

With this money, Kaine could eat meat to her heart's content at every meal and afford decent medicine for her injuries.

"But... according to the village's rules, ninjas cannot accept long-term employment without permission..." Dai hesitated.

Although he was poor, he was a man who followed the rules.

"Don't worry about that."

Sousuke smiled.

"I will report to the Hokage Building in the name of Takaya Trading Company."

"This falls under the category of commercial security escort duties, and is compliant with regulations and laws."

"Moreover, I am a supplier to the security force, so I am considered a semi-legitimate organization."

Upon hearing "compliant and legal," Dai's last concerns were dispelled.

He grasped Sosuke's hand.

"Boss Sosuke! Even for this recognition, I'll burn my youth to protect you!"

Tears gushed from his eyes. They really gushed.

Sosuke wiped the tears from his face with a hint of helplessness.

Although this bodyguard was a bit noisy and a bit immature, Sousuke knew he had struck gold.

In the event of a life-or-death crisis, this man would activate the Eight Gates, and even the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist would have to take his life.