The Days of Being the Richest Man in the Ninja World

[V2] - Chapter 112. Successfully Delivered

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Recipient?

Sender's older brother?

Uchiha Madara looked at the young man in front of him and immediately frowned again, scanning him up and down curiously. That intense gaze… scared the White Zetsu in front of him into freezing completely!

Was he found out?!

"Why do I feel like you…" Madara stroked his chin, pondering, "look kind of familiar?"

"Hahaha~ maybe I just have one of those common faces!" White Zetsu hurriedly laughed it off and looked at the large package in front of them. "Just leave this to us! Don't worry, I'll sign for it right away!"

"Common face?" Madara relaxed his brow and no longer paid attention.

Familiar?

So what if he was?

Is he Senju Hashirama?

If not, then why should he care so much?

His eyes narrowed, and he expressionlessly stared at the guy reaching out for the package. Only when he retracted his hand did Madara coldly say, "Sorry. This is a valuable package, insured! It must be delivered in person to the destination."

"No problem! I'm the recipient!"

"This isn't the destination."

"Just give it to me! No need to trouble yourself. It's on my way anyway—I'll carry it back myself!"

"You…" Madara paused, frowning again. "What proof do you have?"

"Of course!" White Zetsu immediately felt relieved.

Got him!

He grinned and said, "You can call the sender and ask!" He patted his chest. "Trust me! I'm a good guy!"

"I don't have a phone bill. My phone service is suspended."

"…"

I suspect you're lying to me…

White Zetsu's smile stiffened as he looked at Madara with doubt written all over his face!

At that moment—

Madara was already getting impatient. He hoisted the package again. "Move aside! Don't block the way! If it's really yours, then go sign for it at the destination yourself!"

"Hey hey~ I really am the recipient!"

"Scram!"

"Don't go~ I have a phone bill. If you don't believe me, use my phone! Use my phone!"

"Are you trying to stop me?"

"N-no… no!"

"Hmph!"

Seeing that the White Zetsu didn't persist and moved aside, Madara finally nodded in satisfaction and continued forward with the package.

Did they really think he was the same Uchiha Madara who had just started doing food deliveries?

How laughable.

As a ninja, once you take on a mission, no matter what, you must deliver the goods to the employer.

Besides, this guy… seemed like he was deliberately trying to stop him. How could Uchiha Madara be stupid enough to hand over the cargo to some stranger who suddenly showed up?!

"Someone already has their eye on this shipment?" Madara's eyes narrowed as he seemed to piece things together—but he didn't care at all. "Let's see… what qualifications you think you have to dance in front of me!"

With that, he continued to walk forward.

On the other side—

9527's "older brother" watched Madara walk away with a pained expression, then… pulled out his phone and said gravely, "Plan A failed. Now execute Plan B."

…

"I'm his father!"

"You think I'm an idiot?" Uchiha Madara looked at the middle-aged man who jumped out to block him, utterly speechless.

He suddenly felt that his earlier seriousness was kind of stupid!

These people think they can dance in front of him?!

First came an older brother, now a father. The robbers on the Moon can't be a group of idiots!

There won't be his mother, his sister, his uncle, or something behind him!

How annoying!

"Get out of the way!" Madara's eyes turned sharp as he stared at the middle-aged man, his voice ice-cold. "Otherwise, I'll kill you myself! Tell whoever's behind you that this shipment is insured, and I'll be delivering it myself—stop wasting your time!"

"…"

So… he thought they were just robbers after the goods?

Hearing Madara's words, White Zetsu actually breathed a sigh of relief. But seeing that Madara still wouldn't hand over the goods, he quickly said, "You've misunderstood! I'm just here to lead the way. No other intentions!"

"Lead the way?" Madara frowned slightly, then smirked playfully. "Interesting. In that case… hurry up and lead."

As he spoke, he looked down at him.

"If I find out you're messing with me… don't blame me for being rude!"

"Don't dare! Don't dare!" White Zetsu looked at that very familiar face and laughed nervously. "Don't worry, I'll lead you properly! Trust me—I've been leading people for hundreds of years. I'm a professional guide! I'll definitely take you to the destination!"

"Interesting. Let's go!"

"Got it!"

And just like that—

The White Zetsu pretending to be the dad had no choice but to lead Madara toward the [destination].

However—

His former boss was now walking right beside him.

Not going to lie—

As backstabbers, they were actually pretty nervous inside!

That idiot 9527… even if it arrived tomorrow, it wouldn't have been a problem. Why let this terrifying guy deliver it himself?!

He hurriedly and quietly sent the current situation to the White Zetsus behind the scenes, and then—

Wearing a big fake smile, he took on the role of tour guide for Uchiha Madara on the Moon. "This here is where Otsutsuki Hamura once—"

"Shut up! Just lead the way!"

"Got it!"

…

"How's the front line now?"

"Extremely tense! We don't have much time left! We have to finish our work as soon as possible!"

"How's the house construction going? Have the actors taken their positions?"

"I'm the mother!"

"I'm the father!"

"The one leading the way is the father!"

"I'm his father!"

"Enough!" Black Zetsu looked at the still-messing-around White Zetsus with a dark expression, his eyes cold. "What about the axe-wielders? Are they in position too?"

"All buried underground! They won't be discovered! The moment you give the order, 100,000 axe-wielders will appear instantly!"

"Very good!" Only then did Black Zetsu nod in satisfaction. "Now... hurry and finish building the house! Remember! This is the delivery location! We must trick Uchiha Madara into coming here and successfully receive the package! The base must not be exposed!"

Speaking of this…

He sighed internally. Who would've thought… even picking up an express delivery would be this troublesome!

Lowering his head to gaze at the Moon beneath his feet, his eyes focused again, and he muttered to himself, "Don't worry, Mom. I'll definitely protect your honor!"

That fake… let me be the one to kill him personally!

…

Time passed little by little.

How long had it been?

Anyway—

Dusk was nearly over. It was almost time for the gaming session he'd scheduled with Hashirama.

"You!" Madara glared fiercely at the one leading the way. "Are you messing with me? Are we there yet or not?!"

"Oh! No, no! The Moon is just like that—this must be your first time here, right? The paths here are a bit roundabout!" White Zetsu said seriously. "Really! I'm not lying to you! We're almost there!"

"How long is 'almost'?"

"Uh…"

Looking at the gaze locked on him, White Zetsu panicked internally, but soon… he seemed to feel something shifting beneath his feet, and his expression brightened again. "Trust me! Just keep going forward and we'll be there!"

"Ten minutes! If I don't see the destination in ten minutes, don't blame me for getting rude!"

"Don't worry! Ten minutes is enough!"

At that, White Zetsu stopped stalling, turned, and began rushing ahead at full speed.

Very quickly—

Before ten minutes even passed—

"We're here!" White Zetsu said with a grin, pointing at the house ahead. "This is our home! See? Delivery location, right?"

With that—

Madara furrowed his brows, glanced at the delivery slip, then at the house number. After confirming it was correct, he took out the package. "Hurry up! Get the recipient out here to sign!"

"Signed! Already signed!"

Hearing Madara's words, the White Zetsu inside breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ran out.

However—

Just as the handover was about to be completed…

Suddenly—

Madara narrowed his eyes at a young man in front of him and froze slightly. "You guy… weren't you behind us? How'd you get here before us?"

That's right!

Wasn't this guy the one who claimed to be the sender's brother?

How did he get here earlier than them?

With those words—

That White Zetsu's expression froze, but he quickly said seriously, "Actually, I have a twin brother! The one you saw earlier wasn't me!"

"You think I'm a fool?"

"…"

The atmosphere instantly fell silent.

Just as the hidden Black Zetsu thought the plan was about to fall apart and was preparing for all the White Zetsus to fight back—

Suddenly—

A phone rang.

Madara's!

"Hello?"

"Madara! Your phone was out of bill, so I recharged it up for you! How is it taking this long just to deliver a package? You're so slow! Time's almost up—I've already passed you in the rankings this time~"

"Hmph! I was just letting you go ahead for now! Once I get back, I'll surpass you!" Madara said and then immediately hung up the phone. Looking down, he noticed a new message:

[That really is my real Brother! Real father! Real Grandpa! Real Mother! Just give it to them!]

[Really! I'm not lying to you!]

Then, seeing that the delivery had been marked signed and the payment had already come through, he furrowed his brow slightly, looked up at them, and said coolly, "Alright! Package received!"

With that, he didn't bother paying any more attention to this strange bunch. He ripped off the delivery slip, turned around… and vanished in a single leap before their eyes.

Hashirama had actually overtaken him?

Ridiculous!

He had to hurry back and let that fool know who the real strongest is!

Immediately—

Watching that disappearing figure, all the Zetsus let out a sigh of relief.

Plan C!

No need to execute it!

Especially Black Zetsu… If he were capable of crying, his tears would probably be flowing by now. But it was all worth it!

He looked down at the helmet in front of him, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

This must be Mom's protection!

As expected—

Being close to Mom is always the right choice.

Then, with a grand gesture, he looked at all the White Zetsus staring at the helmet. "Let's go! We must now go save Mom! Also…" His mouth twitched slightly. "Tell 9527 that it's fine to be a little late next time! Just don't let that guy deliver it again!"

That was way too close!