Chapter 317: I Ask You, Are You Afraid?
"What?! You agreed?!"
Konan showed a rare expression of surprise, and Minato beside her was also full of incomprehension.
"Mm, if Nagato wants to sing, let's just listen. Don't always shoot him down."
"But..." Konan hesitated to speak.
Masahiko smiled. "I know you're worried about Killer B. It's fine, I know what I'm doing."
Konan fell silent for a moment, then shook her head helplessly. "As long as you and Nagato are happy."
Masahiko cast a sidelong glance at her, revealing a wicked smile. "Alright, go back and prepare."
"Prepare what?" Konan was stunned.
Masahiko paused. "Prepare... prepare to sell tickets, of course! A concert can't just be for the few of us. The time is set for noon tomorrow, the location is the Land of Whirlpools Stadium. Aside from us, sell another five hundred tickets!"
Minato leaned close to the door, listening to the two "yo yo yos" inside again, his head throbbing. When he looked at Masahiko again, his expression had changed to one of, 'Why are you doing this to yourself?'
Konan also expressed that the residents of the Land of Whirlpools were innocent...
But on second thought, she felt the tickets probably wouldn't sell. The older residents of the Land of Whirlpools should still remember the riot caused by Killer B's concert ten years ago...
Masahiko, however, smiled mysteriously. "Go promote it. Five hundred tickets will be sold out in no time."
...
Half an hour later, news spread through the streets and alleys of the Land of Whirlpools: Nagato, the current Clan Head of the Land of Whirlpools, would hold a concert tomorrow at noon. Five hundred tickets were on sale, priced at ten thousand Ryo each.
Since Nagato was the Clan Head, many civilians and ninjas were interested in the concert. But ten thousand Ryo was neither cheap nor overly expensive; most people were hesitating and waiting to see. Anyway, there were five hundred tickets; there was plenty of time.
As a result, as soon as ticket sales began in the afternoon, a bunch of unfamiliar faces suddenly appeared out of nowhere. A full four to five hundred people formed a long queue.
Konan and Minato wore wooden expressions, taking ten thousand Ryo banknotes one after another. In less than twenty minutes, the tickets in their hands were snatched up.
"Where did all these people come from?"
"Lady Konan, I'd like a ticket too."
A familiar face finally appeared, but Konan shook her head apologetically. "Uncle Gosha, the tickets are sold out."
"Sold out? Oh no, I missed the Clan Head's concert..." Gosha looked deeply disappointed, turning to look at the people queuing behind him. "The tickets are sold out, everyone disperse!"
"Sold out just like that?"
"What a pity..."
After a few mutters, the crowd gradually dispersed. Most people looked bewildered. Driven by a herd mentality, seeing so many people buying, they wanted to buy too.
Now that they couldn't buy one, they didn't feel regretful, just a bit strange and awkward inwardly.
Not far away, Nagato and Killer B were observing.
Killer B was almost moved to tears. The Land of Whirlpools was truly a fertile ground for the art of rap.
Nagato, however, scratched his head. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Was it really this easy to hold a concert?
...
Inside the Ichiraku Ramen branch.
Having sold all the tickets, Konan and Minato found Masahiko.
"Teacher, the tickets are sold out."
Masahiko smiled and nodded. "I told you the tickets would be easy to sell. Clan Head Nagato has high charisma."
"What charisma does he have? He's so clumsy..." Konan muttered softly.
After selling the tickets, Minato seemed to have realized something, and he was currently looking at Masahiko with a strange gaze.
Just as he was about to voice his thoughts, Kushina walked in, pulling Naruto along.
"Great-Grandpa, I heard Nagato is holding a concert? Give me a ticket."
Masahiko shrugged and looked at Konan. "See, I told you the tickets would be easy to sell."
Minato shook his head helplessly, pulled Kushina aside, and quietly explained.
"The Eight-Tails Jinchuriki? If he sings terribly, we'll just beat him up and send him flying. I just want to hear how Nagato sings. He's always going 'yo yo yo', but I've never actually heard him open his mouth and sing."
"Don't worry, Kushina. We have reserved seats for the concert. Just go straight in when the time comes," Masahiko said.
Hearing Masahiko speak, little Naruto bared his teeth at him from behind Kushina. Last night at the Land of Whirlpools festival, he had lost face in front of his friends... The two little buns on his head were laughed at for a long time.
Masahiko smiled, rubbed his hands together, and aimed his gaze at little Naruto's little bottom...
"Hello, Great Ancestor!"
...
A short while later, Konan said goodbye to Masahiko to go help Nagato set up the concert venue for tomorrow. Minato's family didn't stay long either.
Having seen them off, Masahiko turned to Sara. "Do you want to go tomorrow?"
Sara paused, then smiled. "I'm sure there's a good show arranged by you tomorrow, but I'll pass on joining the crowd. Just describe it to me after the concert."
"God? What good show?"
Masahiko also smiled. "Alright, if you don't want to go, then don't. We aren't really going to listen to the concert tomorrow anyway..."
He looked at Kimimaro and Haku, who were full of curiosity. "I'll take you two to watch tomorrow."
The subsequent developments, however, exceeded Masahiko's expectations.
Probably due to the herd mentality, the news of five hundred tickets being snatched up in ten minutes spread, and the entire Land of Whirlpools became lively.
As the word spread, Nagato's voice was rumored to be a heavenly sound. Countless people begged for tickets but couldn't get them; some even begged Masahiko.
But for the sake of their physical and mental health, Masahiko ruthlessly refused. In the end, he only added Karin to their group...
...
At noon the next day, outside the Land of Whirlpools Stadium, those four to five hundred 'mysterious people' appeared again, getting their tickets checked at the entrance. Masahiko's group waited on the side and entered last.
Kushina scratched her head. "Why haven't I seen any of these Land of Whirlpools residents before... Hmm, that lady looks just like Grandma Mito."
"Ah." Masahiko's face showed a nostalgic expression. That was indeed Grandma Mito, Mito's grandmother, Masahiko's sister-in-law, and next to her was his older brother...
A moment later, Kushina spoke again. "And these two, why do they look so... imposing? How come I didn't know we had people like this in the Land of Whirlpools?"
Masahiko shook his head gently. "Mm, I didn't know either."
Inwardly, he was blooming with joy. Those two were Hashirama's father, Butsuma Senju, and Madara's father, Tajima Uchiha...
A short while later, the little fangirl Karin spoke up. "Huh? What a handsome uncle."
Masahiko followed her gaze and revealed a slightly peculiar expression.
Those two were Uzumaki Andy Lau and Uzumaki Jay Chou...
Because he really couldn't remember that many familiar faces, he could only use celebrities he still had impressions of from his past life to make up the numbers.
As the five hundred people entered, Kushina's expression grew increasingly surprised, while Minato looked thoughtful.
"Great-Grandpa, how come I don't recognize a single one of these five hundred people?!"
Masahiko chuckled inwardly. It would be a ghost if you did.
That's right, these five hundred people were all his shadow clones. In other words, they were all his alt accounts.
Nagato, Killer B, I ask you, are you afraid!
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