Chapter 19 Chapter 19 This is really bad, a slap that produced an M...

You quickly finished saying what you wanted to say, because you were in a hurry to take a shower. He said, "If you're in a rush, I can wait for you."

You slapped away his hand that was drying your hair, stood up, and glanced back at him. "What are you up to now?"

Although Kabuto Yakushi can be considered one of your partners, it doesn't mean you trust him completely. You should know that mental disorders are as common as weeds in this world. You can be sure that the incidence of mental illness in this world is several times higher than in your previous life. And don't be fooled by Kabuto's bespectacled and seemingly gentle appearance. Having learned about his past actions, you really don't have a good impression of him.

You think of him as someone who looks all smug and pretentious.

What's worse is that ever since that big argument with him, this guy has acted like he's lost his mind, and his attitude towards you has become even more gentle and friendly. Speaking of that argument, the reason was actually quite simple: you cooperated with Orochimaru, but your request was for him to stop the human experiments on children. Orochimaru said he understood, but in private he was still disobedient, which made you so angry that you took your guards and went to kill him.

Yes, even if you're really angry, you won't forget to bring your bodyguards. You confront Orochimaru face to face. Orochimaru, cunning and shameless, denies everything he did. When asked, he insists he didn't do it. In a fit of anger, you even want to burn down his lab. At this moment, his subordinate Kabuto comes up to mediate, no, he should be said to take sides. He says, "If those children hadn't been protected by Lord Orochimaru, they wouldn't even be alive today."

Look at what you're saying! It's like those children who were used as test subjects should be grateful to Orochimaru. You and Kabuto Yakushi locked eyes, then you smirked and slapped him hard across the face, knocking his glasses off. You said to him, "It's not your place to speak here, and the fate of those orphans shouldn't be decided by you."

Logically speaking, you slapped him so hard that his glasses fell off during your last argument that you could understand his normal reaction of anger, resentment, or fear. But none of these reactions came out of him; instead, he became even closer to you.

That's terrible, a slap that produced an "m".

Your hair, which had just been soaking in the pool water, started to feel rough after drying. You really didn't have time to waste any more time with the pharmacist, so you finally said, "Since you're already here, why don't you help me clean up the pool above?" Since he was the one who insisted on staying here, you might as well send him to do something to make the most of his labor.

"Okay," Kabuto said with a smile, watching you walk into the bathroom.

If Kabuto hadn't suddenly appeared, you were planning to take a bath tonight. It seems your plans will have to be canceled for now. You quickly showered, washed your hair, dried it, and walked out of the bathroom in your bathrobe. As expected, you saw Kabuto standing by the window. You said, "Is there anything else you want to say?" It's already your rest time. He's such a clueless guy.

"The oldest children in the orphanage are already old enough to go out and work. I wonder what arrangements Miss Mingxi has for them?"

You sat on the edge of the bed, not even looking up, and said, "Go to work in a factory." What else could you do?

"Haha... Miss Mingxi really has arranged their lives perfectly. She lets them work in factories so they can support themselves, and those with talent are allowed to continue to delve deeper into their areas of expertise. Sigh, you are truly a great philanthropist."

What's with the sarcastic tone? You frowned, looking at his left cheek, wondering if he needed another slap to quiet him down. You said, "Do you have a spare pair of glasses?"

"What?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just thinking that if I break your glasses again and you don't have a spare, that would be a problem," you said without changing your expression.

Kabuto Yakushi could still laugh. "Well, that's my honor. To be honest, sometimes I really envy those orphans. They can enjoy your kindness even though they haven't done anything, while some orphans aren't so lucky."

You rubbed your temples. "Are you talking about yourself?"

"Is it obvious?" Kabuto lowered his eyes. "Never mind, besides these, I did bring some other news. The batch of weapons you were transporting from the Land of Earth was hijacked en route, and now the caravan is stuck in the Land of Rain."

You knew the information he mentioned before he did, otherwise you wouldn't have sent Zabuza to the Land of Rain to investigate. All he said was useless nonsense. The only useful information was about the vaccine development progress. This is the benefit of cooperating with a mad scientist like Orochimaru. His research ability is indeed outstanding. Basically, whatever idea you put forward, he can actually deliver a decent product to you a few months later. This is why you can continue to cooperate with them.

"I know all that you're saying," you waved your hand.

"You even know that Itachi Uchiha was searching for you everywhere?"

Why bring up the Uchiha clan out of the blue? Just because his boss is still hung up on the Uchiha doesn't mean he'll become obsessed with them too.

"It has nothing to do with me." You gestured to him with your eyes that he could get lost, but he seemed a little reluctant. He said, "I left you a box of tranquilizers on the bedside table. You can take some if you can't sleep."

Is it really not poison? You have serious doubts.

"It's not poison, how could I bear to hurt you?" He seemed to see through your thoughts, smiled and left the bedroom after saying this, going to the balcony instead. He was quite sensible, at least he knew to close the balcony door.

After he left, you picked up the box of medicine on the bedside table. You always had the feeling that it was a semi-finished product taken from a laboratory. Although the medicine was very effective, the side effects were like opening a blind box.

You tossed the box of medicine deep into the drawer, turned off the bedside lamp, pulled up the covers, and comfortably prepared to fall asleep.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in other parts of the world is far less peaceful than it is here.

Sasuke, far away in Konoha, also sensed from his brother Itachi's subtle attitude that you might not be coming back. "Didn't Aki say anything to you before she left?" Sasuke pressed his brother for an answer.

Itachi remained expressionless and said, "No, she didn't say anything, but Sasuke, you don't need to be so nervous."

How could he not be nervous? His intuition told him that this departure was a final farewell, that he had completely abandoned them. He couldn't understand it. Didn't he have even the slightest bit of attachment to Konoha and to them? Could he really turn away without any worries? Or was there some hidden reason behind it all? Had something happened to him? Sasuke naturally began to look for suitable reasons to explain his actions.

But Itachi said, "She just wants to leave. Aki is a very willful person..."

The family had just been discussing your marriage with your brother, but you ran away halfway through, which made the atmosphere at home subtle and heavy. Your mother, Mikoto, asked your brother if you had a fight.

Itachi recalled carefully and realized that a few days before you left, you were still unraveling his belt and playing a gift-packing game. There's no doubt that he was that gift. At that time, you couldn't tell at all that you were leaving. From this perspective, your acting skills are indeed very good, even enough to fool the Uchiha's eyes.

So he said with certainty, "No, I didn't notice anything unusual before she left."

Sasuke suddenly remembered something, "She doesn't seem to really want to get married." That conversation inexplicably surfaced in his mind. You asked him what marriage meant to him, and he said it was a ceremony to spend a lifetime together with the person you love. Then you told him that he was still a child and didn't understand anything.

Perhaps that's when you started planning your departure?

Itachi said, "...It seems we shouldn't have brought up the wedding so soon."

Sasuke remained silent, his emotions so strange that even he couldn't understand them. Just moments before, a voice had suddenly emerged in his mind, as if blaming his brother for failing to keep him. He quickly suppressed the voice; he shouldn't blame his brother, after all, the other was someone he had always looked up to.

But things have already evolved to this point, and he can only respond to everything with silence.

Itachi patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "I'll go find her."

Found it, and then what? He vaguely guessed that his brother couldn't convince you, because only you could convince him.

"Forget it, if my brother is the one to go look for him, I might as well let him go look for him himself. Maybe the outcome will be different," he thought to himself.

Meanwhile, it wasn't just the Uchiha who were discussing you at this very moment. In the distant Land of Rain, in Amegakure, a village nestled in a region of perpetual rain, a man dressed in a black robe with red clouds was examining the inventory of the recently intercepted arms shipment. The man kneeling before him was the leader of your caravan, trembling with fear. "This...this is the inventory list, and I've given you all the other documents as well. Now, can you let me go?"

"Um... I'm sorry, I still can't. I have other plans, so I'll have to trouble you." As soon as she finished speaking, the crimson Sharingan under the mask stared directly into the man's eyes. The man, who had been trembling with fear, instantly became numb, like a wooden doll.

"Let me see, your boss is quite the ambitious person. She's involved not only in arms, but also in medicine, food, transportation, and entertainment. Does she want to control the world?"

The man tapped his fingers on the table a few times, which was a bit bad, since it conflicted with his goal.

Hmm, it seems I'll have to pay you a visit in person.

A note from the author:

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Please remember how tough this guy looks now. He used to be just as tough, until he got slapped.

Mingxi: His record is verifiable (one slap created an M) (one slap created a loyal dog)