Icha Icha Paradise?
A big question mark popped up in Aoba's head.
He then saw that the author was Jiraiya.
He instantly understood a lot in his mind.
Good fellow.
So it was Jiraya!
Did he write so early?
Aoba vaguely remembered that the first series of "Icha Icha Paradise" was released and given to Kakashi as a gift when he become 18 years old.
From that time on.
Kakashi's chakra, from the copy ninja whose reputation spread throughout the ninja world to a famous unit of chakra measurement.
Now it was ten years early.
Could it be...
Was this series a prequel to the Icha Icha Paradise series at that time?
An unknown series of novels?
Aoba raised his hand and picked up the "Icha Icha Paradise" book. He did not open it. He just looked at the cover and suddenly thought of what Eaton had said just now.
"Brother Eton, you said that this book can't be bought anymore?" Aoba couldn't help but ask.
"Can I lie to you about this?"
Eaton revealed a very proud expression. He stood behind the desk and looked down at Aoba, who was looking at the book. He felt like showing off.
"Aoba, when you saw the author, you should have guessed it already!"
"That's right!"
"The author of this book is one of the legendary Sannin, Jiraiya-sama!"
"He is also an existence on par with your sensei, Tsunade-sama!"
"After the Second Ninja World War, Jiraiya-sama wrote a very famous book "Tales of a Gutsy Ninja ", which caused a strong response!"
"It is precisely because of that good start that Jiraiya-sama began to travel around the world, seeking inspiration and collecting materials, and finally brought the series "Icha Icha Paradise" half a year ago!"
"It's just that... it's a pity..."
"Because of the war, the number of pages published in this series is extremely small. It didn't cause a best-selling situation, causing it not to be updated."
"So... what you have now can be said to be an out-of-print book. It is very precious!"
"Do you understand?"
Eaton explained to Aoba while emphasizing the importance of this book.
This was already an out-of-print book!
"I see."
Aoba nodded slowly, instantly filling up the gap that he knew about the future.
He had specially studied what kind of novels Jiraiya wrote before.
At that time, he felt that there was a problem.
When Jiraiya taught Nagato and the other two, he wrote the book "Tales of a Gutsy Ninja", but "Icha Icha Paradise" was published only after a long time. What was the reason?
War!
This period happened to be the time of the Third Ninja World War.
The flames of war spread throughout the Ninja World.
There were countless casualties among the ninjas.
The common people did not live well.
Many people could not even eat.
Not to mention buying books.
This greatly reduced the number of books published by Jiraiya, and possibly accompanied by the damage of the war, not much was passed on to later generations.
"Thank you, Brother Eaton."
Aoba stared at this "Icha Icha Paradise" and thanked Eaton.
"You are too polite!"
Although Eaton said that, he was still a little worried in his heart.
This feeling was very wonderful.
It was like a person could not help but want to show off his collection, but he was very worried when he tried to lend it.
"Brother Eaton, don't worry. I will keep it well and return it to you as soon as possible." Aoba immediately assured Eaton.
"Hehehe, don't worry, don't worry." Eaton shook his head against his will.
...
On the other side.
Aoba's advanced paper clone, disguised as Eaton, walked out of the woods and came to Konohagakure's downtown area.
Aoba had read Eaton's memory in detail and knew the latter's behavior and personal habits like the back of his hand.
Now his paper clone appeared in the image of Eaton.
Coupled with his superb acting skills.
Not to mention those ninjas who were usually afraid of Eaton; even Ibiki might not recognize them.
Of course.
Eaton's wife was a different matter.
They knew each other very well. If they changed a little, it might be exposed. This was a black hole that could not be challenged. If he were careless, he might be completely exposed.
Not long after.
Aoba's advanced paper clone arrived at the door of the ninja-tool store.
This ninja-tool store.
It was the place where Aoba had just bought blank paper tags yesterday.
"Boss."
Aoba's advanced paper clone directly pushed the door open and walked in. He imitated Eaton's voice and shouted in a deep voice.
It was still early at this time.
There was no one in the store.
"Eaton-sama?"
The store owner hurried out of the room from behind. His eyes flashed with doubt when he saw Aoba's advanced paper clone.
He was very clear about Eaton's identity in Konohagakure. That was the Konohagakure Intelligence Division Captain.
What kind of place was Konohagakure Intelligence Division?
The Konohagakure Hell in people's mouths.
They were especially strict with prisoners, enemies, and spies.
The person who was sent to Konohagakure Intelligence Division.
Even if he came out alive, he would at least lose a layer of skin.
Such a person.
There was no need for them to go to the battlefield or carry out missions.
They rarely bought ninja tools.
They rarely visited ninja-related stores.
"Do you want to buy ninja tools?" The store owner asked doubtfully.
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"Are you recycling explosive tags?" Aoba's advanced paper clone imitated Eaton's tone and asked.
"Yes."
The store owner immediately nodded. He had a lot of doubts in his mind. Why did people ask about explosive tags recently?
"Do you want to sell explosive tags?" The store owner asked.
"How much do you buy it?" Aoba's advanced paper clone imitated Eaton's voice again.
"Well... if it's you... how about I give you 2200 Ryo per piece?" The store owner asked tentatively.
"Huh?"
Aoba's advanced paper clone frowned.
Good fellow.
Yesterday, when he first asked, he gave him 1980 Ryo.
Now, he changed his identity and directly gave him 2200 Ryo.
One must know that Brother Teuchi's bowl of ramen was only 60 Ryo!
"Then... then... 2,300 Ryo!" The store owner said in a trembling voice. He completely misunderstood Aoba's doubts. He thought that this 'Eaton-sama' in front of him was not satisfied with the price.
"Huh?"
Aoba was even more confused. He was dumbfounded. He did not expect that he could increase the price. He knew that there was a profit margin here, but why did it seem like he was bullying someone?
No!
Aoba thought of this.
He immediately adjusted his attitude.
This was not him bullying others.
It was Eaton bullying others!
"2400 Ryo!"
Beads of sweat appeared on the store owner's forehead. He really did not dare to bargain with this sir who was filled with killing intent.
In the eyes of the ordinary people of their village.
This Konohagakure Intelligence Division Captain, Eaton, made them fear more than Akaru, the Konoha Military Police Force Captain.
Konoha Military Police Force was like an urban management team.
They always check back and forth.
They might be unhappy about it, but they were not afraid.
Konohagakure Intelligence Division was really a place they did not want to go to for the rest of their lives.
"Boss, I see that the price of an explosive tag here is selling for 2500 Ryo. If you accept this price, can you still make money?" Aoba could not help but ask.
"I understand!"
"I was wrong!"
"Eaton-sama, please don't be angry!"
"2,500 Ryo for one explosive tag. I will directly take it and sell it for you!"
"How would I dare to earn your money!"
The expression on the store owner's face was about to cry.
However, he was clear in his heart.
The explosive tags were a hard consumable item.
There was no need to worry about selling it at all.
Even if he bought it at the original price.
However, it was not a loss.
As long as there was no loss, it's okay!
At this moment, the store owner already understood.
There was no need to earn this bit of money from Eaton.
It would be a huge loss if he offended Eaton for this few hundred Ryo.
"Alright."
Aoba looked at the store owner with a distressed expression. At this time, he really understood how frightened Eaton was in the people's hearts.
He was only confused for a moment.
The store owner increases the price to 2500 Ryo per piece.
If he said a few more words.
The store owner would lose money.
Aoba wanted to accumulate some wealth by drawing the explosive tags and then using them to accumulate his own strength.
This was an existence that could be used as a trump card!
However, he also did not want the store owner to lose money.
It was fine to earn less!
Anyway, it was Captain Eaton's fault!
After that.
Aoba took out a bag from his bosom.
He opened the bag.
He then took out a stack of explosive tags from inside.
"???"
When the store owner saw this scene, he was completely dumbfounded.
How many were there!
Wasn't this a bit too exaggerated?
"Eaton-sama has started to make explosive tags?" The store owner's mouth twitched slightly. There were so many explosive tags, which was beyond his expectations.
"I found them from the prisoners who I interrogated!" Aoba imitated Eaton's tone.
"Okay!"
The store owner immediately became spirited. He thought that Eaton was ordering him not to ask too much. How could he dare to say half a word?
The store owner quickly took the explosive tag that Aoba handed over and quickly counted it.
"Eaton-sama."
"You gave me a total of 37 explosive tags."
"According to the price we agreed on just now, it's 2,500 Ryo per piece."
"So I will give you 92,500 Ryo!"
As the store owner spoke, he kept staring at Aoba, trying to see his emotions through Aoba's expression.
"Thank you." Aoba thanked him.
"It's fine, it's fine. You're too polite. If you need anything like this in the future, you can come to me. I'll give you the highest price!" The store owner immediately breathed a sigh of relief and did not forget to use this opportunity to get closer to Eaton.
"I will come again." Aoba nodded.
"Okay... okay..."
When the store owner heard this, his face was immediately full of black lines. He just said it politely. If Eaton really brought another pile of explosive tags over, he really could only bite the bullet and accept it.
"Eaton-sama, this is your money!"
The store owner took out a bag that was almost as big as Akimichi Choza's head and directly pushed it to Aoba.