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In the evening, the setting sun cast its glow over Village.
The village was filled with the barking of dogs and the playful laughter of children. The fading light and the rising smoke from chimneys created a scene that seemed like a dreamy paradise.
The smoke from chimneys was a reflection of daily life and a bond of emotion. It was always a source of longing for ninja and a call from family.
At the Uchiha Compound in Konoha, at the dining table of Uchiha Tōshirō's home.
"How is it? Sister Mika, does it taste good?"
In his past life, he had a long period of living alone. Tired of street food, he had to cook for himself to satisfy his increasingly delicate stomach. Although his culinary skills couldn't match those of professional chefs, preparing simple home-cooked dishes was no problem for him.
"It's quite delicious! I didn't expect Tōshirō to be so talented in cooking!"
Uchiha Mika paused her chopsticks and looked at the young man across the table, putting aside a worry in her heart.
Just as the young man was concerned that his presence might hinder his 'aunt's' life, Uchiha Mika was indeed restraining herself in her emotional life. On one hand, it was due to the natural shyness of a young girl. On the other hand, Tōshirō's presence was also a significant factor.
"Sister Mika, you look tired today. Is it because of the New Medicine? Did the Clan refuse to promote it?"
With just a bit of thought, Tōshirō could roughly guess what had happened, though it was slightly different from what he had imagined.
"The Clan has no problem, but the Village does. The Village wants the Clan to only be responsible for the production of the New Medicine, while they handle all the procurement of raw materials and sales!"
For the New Medicine that she had invested nearly two years of her heart and soul into, Uchiha Mika had high hopes, wishing to use it to improve relations between the Village and the Clan and save more lives.
However, things did not go as planned. Although she had convinced the Clan with Tōshirō's arguments, problems arose on the Village side. The rift between the Village and the Clan seemed difficult to mend...
"Just having the Clan handle production? Isn't that the lowest level of the so-called 'smile' curve from my past life? It's too greedy, considering the New Medicine was developed by the Uchiha."
"They even proposed to pay a large sum to buy the formula for the New Medicine from the Uchiha..."
"That's even more ridiculous. Why did the Uchiha agree to promote this New Medicine? It was to rebuild relations with the Village's various Clans and restore the Clan's reputation among the villagers."
"Several of the Clan elders did not agree, and there was a big argument in Patriarch Chongshan's office..."
Seeing the slightly dim look in Uchiha Mika's eyes, Tōshirō silently blamed himself for suggesting such a bad idea. 'Less is more' truly was a wise saying.
"Sister Mika, what was the Medical Department's reaction?"
"Eh? The Medical Department? They did order a batch of the New Medicine, but not much!"
Caught off guard by Tōshirō's sudden question, she took a moment to recall and then answered.
"That's not a problem! With the Medical Department's help, promoting this New Medicine shouldn't be too difficult."
"It's not that simple. Without the Village's help, it will be very challenging for the Clan to promote this medicine on its own!"
Thinking about the Clan's poor reputation in the village, Uchiha Mika said almost pessimistically.
"The Medical Department's help is enough!"
The Medical Department usually treats wounded ninja returning from battle or missions. If the injuries are severe, they often don't survive the journey back to Konoha, let alone make it to the Medical Department for treatment.
"Sister Mika, do you think the ninja of Konoha fear death?"
Uchiha Tōshirō asked confidently.
"Fear death?"
Hearing this question, she was momentarily confused.
Do the ninja of the Village fear death? No, they do not. For the protection of the Village, during the First and Second Shinobi World Wars, ninja from the Village and the Clan fought bravely on the battlefield, never returning to Konoha. They protected the Village and peace at the cost of their lives.
Do they not fear death? As a medical ninja, though she was an Uchiha, she treated not only Uchiha ninja but also many other comrades from the Village. There were successes and failures. Whenever a wounded ninja couldn't hold on, the longing and reluctance in their eyes, whether she knew them or not, deeply moved her. They were husbands waiting for by their wives, fathers admired by their children.
Seeing her aunt's confused expression, Tōshirō quickly explained.
"The Village only wants the Clan to handle the production of this New Medicine, assuming our reputation is so poor that we can't promote it."
"With the Medical Department as a starting point, I believe that ninja who often undertake dangerous missions will come seeking it. Once the first one comes, others will follow, it just takes some time..."
"The Village can't forbid ninja from spending their own money to buy an effective medicine. And even if we leave Konoha, the Land of Fire has plenty of herbal merchants!"
Hearing Uchiha Tōshirō's explanation, Uchiha Mika's eyes grew brighter. Suddenly, she slammed her chopsticks on the table, stood up, and prepared to leave.
"Wait, Sister Mika, don't be so hasty, listen to me!"
Hearing Tōshirō's words, Uchiha Mika paused, frowned, and thought for a moment before sitting back at the table. Her eyes were sharp, as if trying to see through the Uchiha's Bloodline Limit.
"Don't rush, Sister Mika! What you need to do is simple! Take some time to teach the methods for preparing this New Medicine to those in the Clan responsible for secret medicine production. Convince the Clan leader to allocate funds for you to purchase a batch of herbs before the Village reacts."
"Is this appropriate? Isn't this clearly going against the Village?" She suddenly seemed to realize something.
"How can you say we're going against the Village? We're just contributing our own strength to protect the ninja, protect the Village, and protect everyone!" Tōshirō rolled his eyes and said.
"Yes! When you apply for funds from the Clan leader, be sure to repeat the 'beautiful words' I just said.
Have you decided on a name for the Clan's secret medicine?"
"Yes! Let's keep it simple. Call it 'Uchiha Secret Medicine.' It's straightforward and clear! The Clan likes to put their emblem everywhere, so put it on the medicine too."
"Don't be in such a hurry. You just had a meeting with the Police Force and the Clan leader. Rushing over again will raise suspicions. You can go tomorrow."
"How can those 'beautiful words' be useless? They are the most important. They can shut the Hokage's mouth. And remember not to tell the Clan leader that the idea was mine..."
At the dining table, Uchiha Tōshirō's nagging voice echoed, while Uchiha Mika looked at him with a pleased and relieved expression.
'Big brother, Tōshirō has really grown up...'
(End of Chapter)