Red Nara

- I just fainted as soon as I read it," I sighed, "although I'd have to, what if the reward goes up even more? Like I can't stand up for myself!

- She just doesn't know your strength, unlike me," the older Uzumaki shrugged and advised, "Try to just stop holding back when you're around her.

- Do you think it will help? - I shook my head doubtfully.

- Even a complete sensory inept can sense the ocean of chakra in you, so stop disguising yourself and Saya will definitely notice it.

Considering that I try to hide my chakra even when I sleep, that's very sound advice. Maybe this will convince Ma that I'm not as helpless as she thinks I am.

- Thanks for the advice, I'll try to do that, and now it's time for me to show off my reward to the others," I nodded to the Uzumaki women.

Linley, Keiko, Kei and my team are next in line.

***

Zing!

- Welcome," I looked up from drawing my fuin at the sound of the doorbell.

- Good afternoon," Hyuga in his early twenties said hello, bowing his head in a polite bow.

- What can I do for you?

- Uh, I heard you're in the business of applying last chance fuin? - The shinobi hesitated.

- 'If you mean Iyaka Fuin, then yes,' I confirmed to him. - And you...?

And cast an almost imperceptible glance at the visitor's hitai-te covered forehead. No, I knew that the main branch always walked with an open forehead and wore bandages on other places, unlike the side branch, but it never hurts to check.

He turned on the dojutsu for a moment to make sure I couldn't peek, and then lowered his hitai-te for a few seconds, showing off the cursed seal on his forehead. Nodding, I left the clone behind the counter and took the customer to another part of the house, where all the supplies for working with fuinjutsu were kept, including ready-made ink, to which the customer's blood only needed to be added.

- No other fuin on the body? - I asked the standard question.

Most of the time, the seals that are not the same in orientation do not cause any complications in each other's work, provided there is no contact, but it never hurts to check.

- Except for this one, none," the shinobi nodded.

- Then I need a few drops of blood for the ink and then strip down to my waist.

Having gotten what I wanted, I took a brush of chakra-conducting wood and my own hair, stirred the powder with the addition of water and blood, then turned to the guy. From a professional's point of view, I much prefer working with men, whose front torso is much more suitable for painting than women.

And considering the fact that it's rare to find really pumped up individuals among chakra users, even among taijutsu, it only takes a few minutes to apply a volumetric seal.

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