This ninja in Naruto is unscientific

Chapter 78 Pig, Deer, and Butterfly

The underground chamber was filled with the heavy, labored breathing of the Eighth Hokage Uchiha.

"Che, try again! Strike while the iron is hot!"

Fugaku pointed at Yashiro, who was still sitting in his chair questioning his existence: "I think Yashiro's mental state is alright, he's just sweating a lot. If we increase the stimulation a bit more, like delaying the giving of that hope a little longer, or..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Nishikawa Tetsu decisively interrupted him.

"Senior, are you trying to turn Senior Eighth Generation into an idiot?"

Nishikawa Toru pointed to the electroencephalogram (EEG) on the monitoring equipment.

"There are limits to how much mental energy a person can withstand. That kind of intense emotional stimulation was like stretching a spring to its limit. If it were to happen again right now, the spring wouldn't become stronger; it would snap."

Nishikawa Tetsu threatened with a serious expression:

"In the end, what you'll get isn't the Mangekyou Sharingan, but a drooling, vegetable-like subordinate. Are you sure you want to lose a valuable asset for an experiment?"

Upon hearing the words "drooling" and "vegetative state," Yashiro, who had just recovered from the afterglow of the illusion, suddenly shuddered.

Seeing the fanatical look in his captain's eyes—a look that seemed to want to devour him alive and stuff him back into the machine—his survival instinct instantly took over.

Cold sweat streamed down Yashiro's temples, instantly soaking his already damp vest.

"Captain, Captain!"

Yashiro suddenly broke free of the loosened restraints and sprang up from the chair, moving as nimbly as a startled rabbit.

"Um... I remember now! I have a mission! A very urgent mission!"

"A mission?" Fugaku frowned. "It's the middle of the night, what kind of mission could you possibly have?"

"It's...it's from Heian Corporation!"

Yashiro's eyes darted around as he spouted nonsense at lightning speed: "There's a big client from the Land of Fire, yes, that... fishmonger Tanaka! He says he absolutely has to see me tonight to discuss tomorrow's escort route! It's a huge order we need, the kind worth tens of millions of taels!"

"If we don't go, not only will we lose the money, but we'll also lose the credibility of our police department!"

As Yashiro spoke, he moved towards the door, his face filled with a righteous and indignant expression: "For the sake of the family business, for the future of the police department, I must take my leave!"

Before Fugaku could react, Yashiro used a Body Flicker Technique and disappeared from the entrance of the secret room. His speed was even faster than when he was in the illusion.

"..."

A brief silence fell over the secret room.

"Tanaka, the fishmonger?" Fugaku's lips twitched. "I remember Tanaka was in the silk business, wasn't he?"

"It is normal for people to experience memory lapses when they are in a state of extreme panic."

Nishikawa Tetsu calmly packed up the equipment: "Senior, it seems that Yashiro-senpai's subconscious is already resisting. This can't be rushed; we need to let him take his time, at least let him forget the fear of how you almost ruined him tonight."

Fugaku sighed.

"Alright, let him rest for a few days."

Restoring the glory of the Uchiha clan is a long and arduous task!

……

When Nishikawa Tetsu walked out of the police department building after the experiment was over, it was already dark.

The streets of Konoha were still lit by streetlights. Although they were not as bustling as during the day, the tranquil atmosphere made people feel more relaxed.

Nishikawa Tetsu stretched and rubbed his slightly sore neck.

Convincing Fugaku, intimidating Yatsushiro, and also keeping track of data—this job is inhuman.

"I'm so hungry... let's go get something to eat."

He rubbed his stomach, preparing to go eat ramen, when a commotion arose at the entrance of Akimichi's barbecue restaurant ahead.

"Hey, Ding, slow down!"

"Whatever, I'm starving after a whole day of training!"

"What a hassle... Why do I always have to come and eat this greasy food with you two big eaters?"

Nishikawa Tetsu looked in the direction of the sound and saw three equally young figures, arms around each other, squeezing into the barbecue restaurant.

Walking on the far left was a boy with long blond hair tied in a ponytail. Although he was trying to dissuade them, he had a gentle smile on his face.

The impatient little chubby boy in the middle is naturally Akimichi Choza.

Walking at the very back, looking listless and with his hair styled like a pineapple, was none other than Nara Shikaku.

The "Ino-Shika-Cho" of this generation were around the same age as Nishikawa Toru at this time.

"Hey, isn't this Shikaku?"

Nishikawa Tetsu greeted him with a smile and walked over.

Just as Shikaku was about to step into the store, he stopped and turned around. His perpetually sleepy eyes opened slightly when he saw Nishikawa Tetsu.

"Ah...it's Che."

Shikaku scratched his head and sighed, "Getting off work so late? The police department really is exploiting child labor."

"There's nothing I can do, I'm just destined to be a workaholic," Nishikawa Tetsu shrugged.

"Who is this?"

Yamanaka Inoichi and Akimichi Choza also stopped, looking curiously at the boy who had recently become quite popular in the village.

"Let me introduce you." Shikaku lazily pointed to Nishikawa Tetsu. "Nishikawa Tetsu, assistant to the head of the police force, and also the culprit who tricked the three of us into joining the police department. Most of those strange rules lately were his idea."

"Oh! It's you!"

Choza Akimichi's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his chubby little hand: "I know you, you're the one who started that Heian Corporation, right? I heard the food there is really good, could you give me one of those... VIP cafeteria cards next time?"

Ping An Corporation only provides high-end meals to VIP members. Compared to the membership fees paid by members, this amount of money is nothing, and it can also leave a good impression on members, so why not?

"Choza, don't ask for food the moment we meet!" Yamanaka Inoichi patted his companion helplessly, then nodded politely to Nishikawa Tetsu: "Hello, I'm Yamanaka Inoichi. I've heard a lot about you; I've heard your achievements in the Land of Rain are amazing."

"It's all luck." Nishikawa Tetsu smiled and shook hands with the group. "Since you're all going to have dinner, I won't disturb you any longer."

"Want to come together?"

Although Shikaku said it was troublesome, he still extended an invitation: "Anyway, Ding-za ordered more meat than we can finish, so having another person just means having another pair of chopsticks."

"Maybe next time." Nishikawa Tetsu waved his hand. "I'm afraid if I go, you won't have enough to eat, and I still have some documents to organize when I get back."

This was, of course, just an excuse. In reality, he didn't want to get involved in the small circle of Ino-Shika-Cho (a nickname for Ino-Shika-Cho) gatherings, and maintaining a certain distance would be more beneficial for future cooperation.

"Alright, see you at the next police department meeting then." Lu Jiu didn't insist, waving his hand. "Go home and get some rest. Look at your dark circles, they're quite noticeable."

"See you later."

Watching the three of them noisily walk into the barbecue restaurant, Nishikawa Tetsu stood under the streetlight, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The Ino-Shika-Cho trio are staunch supporters of the Hokage lineage and the backbone of Konoha.

It now seems that the police department's reforms have indeed softened the attitudes of these three clans towards the Uchiha. At least Shikaku is willing to chat with him, an "Uchiha clan" member, on the street, which is a good sign.

"The network of relationships within Konoha is gradually being woven together."

Nishikawa Tetsu sighed and turned to walk into the depths of the night.

but……

He touched his empty stomach and remembered that he still had some high-quality beef that Fugaku had given him at home.

"It would be a bit pathetic for me to eat ramen while everyone else is eating barbecue, so I'll just go home and fry a steak instead."