The Supervisor simply shook his head while remaining mute. Aoto struggled to comprehend why he wasn't allowed to sell some books. It shouldn't have ever resulted in an issue of any type.
"Why am I not being allowed to sell the books?" A little irate, Aoto questioned now.
"Aoto, I understand that you are upset, but this wasn't our decision." stated the Supervisor.
"Then whose decision was it?" Aoto questioned, removing all signs of deference from his tone and demeanor. The Supervisor fell silent once more. His utter stillness startled Aoto. It meant that whoever had refused to give him the access to sell the book was powerful and couldn't be named. Only one person in Konoha possessed that level of power.
Danzo Shimura.
I comprehend. I'll go now. Aoto said as he left.
"Aoto, if you want you can take your book back." The supervisor said that while appearing to feel bad. Aoto made a U-turn and said.
"That is the reward I shall give you in exchange. You are seriously mistaken if you believe that book has all of my expertise. But you have already chosen sides, and now you will be sleep on it. From here on out, you won't listen from me." As he slammed the door behind him, Aoto spoke. The words caught the Supervisor off guard. Aoto's statements gave the impression that he knew who was against him and even had more information than he had been letting on.
A few days earlier, two Anbu visited him at home and gave him a message informing him that the public could never purchase any of Aoto's books. He knew from whom the note came and he was in no position to defend himself from a shark like Danzo. He had to pick a side if he wanted to live a peaceful life.
However, as a Supervisor who had held his job for a while, seeing Aoto's haughtiness really infuriated him. How dare this small kid who only wrote one book think himself as infallible.
"Hmph. It makes sense why Danzo refused to let the youngster sell books. He considers himself to be some sort of God just by producing a book!?" The manager muttered beneath his breath. Aoto walked returned to his shop after leaving the hospital.
He didn't run, nor he took fast steps. If he was being watched, no amount of running would allow him to get away as he was not a ninja. It was fortunate that it was still early evening and that he only traveled through areas with dense populations.
In all honesty, he was terrified. He didn't want to be taken away by the roots and made to work for Danzo. He made an error. The weed or the mad honey wasn't the part that caught his attention. His book on human body was what had caught his attention.
He had forgotten that this man was actively attempting to do tests on human beings using Hashirama cells, and that he had more motivation to pursue his book than some accessible, cheap narcotics that could be used to get high.
"System, can I access some sort of defense from outside the store?"
[
Negative, host.
]
"So what are you expecting me to do? Is there anyone following me?" Asked Aoto.
[
That type of function is not present in the system.
]
"Then give me some kind of temporary boost. I can't live in this world and also do business . This world is far too dangerous."
[
Everything is subject to the host. After the shop has been upgraded, the host may be able to learn some self defense skills if business is successful.
]
"Self defense? Enough to rival ninjas?" As soon as the system provided a clear response, Aoto became ecstatic.
[
It will rely on the host's performance on his assignment and the potential amount of extra credit he could receive.
]
"Extra points? You imply that the KFC and French fries I sold have earned me extra credit?"
[
Yes, host.
]
"How many credits do I currently have?"
[
Extra points: 2/100
]
"100? That 100, what does that mean?
[
The host will receive a full defense system that is at least on par with the shinobi system or perhaps better if they can earn all 100 credits.
]
"What? Do you mean to suggest that I shall become like God here if I earn 100 credits?
[
Host, you are mistaken. The 100 credits will only give you a full system but at the end the host himself will have to explore and climb the stairs. In fact, even with low credits you can get a high level self defense and attack system. But not all of the information will be made available to the host.
]
"So it's still a lottery in the end? Even if I complete the 100 credits for the next upgrade?"
[
Yes, host. However, the host is dreaming excessively. The host only received one credit after opening the KFC, and the other credit was handed to the host for free. In order to complete the full 100 the host will need to sell too many things out by himself.
]
Aoto gritted his teeth and clenched his fists at the system for not informing him of this earlier. Only in the time of dire need, did this stupid system open his mouth. Fuck! He had hope, though, because he could defend himself. He needed to make KFC a much bigger restaurant chain.
Of course, all hung on the fact that he could reach his shop right now. Thankfully, he succeeded in doing so after a 10-minute walk. He exhaled with great relief as soon as he entered the protection field. He walked in and immediately felt as though his legs had become noodles.
He genuinely believed that he would be abducted. He returned to his business where he observed Hot Pie selling the bread to the customers when they entered after some time spent standing around in a stupor. There were several patrons in the side restaurant that was lit up in dazzling red and white lights.
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The Supervisor simply shook his head while remaining mute. Aoto struggled to comprehend why he wasn't allowed to sell some books. It shouldn't have ever resulted in an issue of any type.
"Why am I not being allowed to sell the books?" A little irate, Aoto questioned now.
"Aoto, I understand that you are upset, but this wasn't our decision." stated the Supervisor.
"Then whose decision was it?" Aoto questioned, removing all signs of deference from his tone and demeanor. The Supervisor fell silent once more. His utter stillness startled Aoto. It meant that whoever had refused to give him the access to sell the book was powerful and couldn't be named. Only one person in Konoha possessed that level of power.
Danzo Shimura.
I comprehend. I'll go now. Aoto said as he left.
"Aoto, if you want you can take your book back." The supervisor said that while appearing to feel bad. Aoto made a U-turn and said.
"That is the reward I shall give you in exchange. You are seriously mistaken if you believe that book has all of my expertise. But you have already chosen sides, and now you will be sleep on it. From here on out, you won't listen from me." As he slammed the door behind him, Aoto spoke. The words caught the Supervisor off guard. Aoto's statements gave the impression that he knew who was against him and even had more information than he had been letting on.
A few days earlier, two Anbu visited him at home and gave him a message informing him that the public could never purchase any of Aoto's books. He knew from whom the note came and he was in no position to defend himself from a shark like Danzo. He had to pick a side if he wanted to live a peaceful life.
However, as a Supervisor who had held his job for a while, seeing Aoto's haughtiness really infuriated him. How dare this small kid who only wrote one book think himself as infallible.
"Hmph. It makes sense why Danzo refused to let the youngster sell books. He considers himself to be some sort of God just by producing a book!?" The manager muttered beneath his breath. Aoto walked returned to his shop after leaving the hospital.
He didn't run, nor he took fast steps. If he was being watched, no amount of running would allow him to get away as he was not a ninja. It was fortunate that it was still early evening and that he only traveled through areas with dense populations.
In all honesty, he was terrified. He didn't want to be taken away by the roots and made to work for Danzo. He made an error. The weed or the mad honey wasn't the part that caught his attention. His book on human body was what had caught his attention.
He had forgotten that this man was actively attempting to do tests on human beings using Hashirama cells, and that he had more motivation to pursue his book than some accessible, cheap narcotics that could be used to get high.
"System, can I access some sort of defense from outside the store?"
[
Negative, host.
]
"So what are you expecting me to do? Is there anyone following me?" Asked Aoto.
[
That type of function is not present in the system.
]
"Then give me some kind of temporary boost. I can't live in this world and also do business . This world is far too dangerous."
[
Everything is subject to the host. After the shop has been upgraded, the host may be able to learn some self defense skills if business is successful.
]
"Self defense? Enough to rival ninjas?" As soon as the system provided a clear response, Aoto became ecstatic.
[
It will rely on the host's performance on his assignment and the potential amount of extra credit he could receive.
]
"Extra points? You imply that the KFC and French fries I sold have earned me extra credit?"
[
Yes, host.
]
"How many credits do I currently have?"
[
Extra points: 2/100
]
"100? That 100, what does that mean?
[
The host will receive a full defense system that is at least on par with the shinobi system or perhaps better if they can earn all 100 credits.
]
"What? Do you mean to suggest that I shall become like God here if I earn 100 credits?
[
Host, you are mistaken. The 100 credits will only give you a full system but at the end the host himself will have to explore and climb the stairs. In fact, even with low credits you can get a high level self defense and attack system. But not all of the information will be made available to the host.
]
"So it's still a lottery in the end? Even if I complete the 100 credits for the next upgrade?"
[
Yes, host. However, the host is dreaming excessively. The host only received one credit after opening the KFC, and the other credit was handed to the host for free. In order to complete the full 100 the host will need to sell too many things out by himself.
]
Aoto gritted his teeth and clenched his fists at the system for not informing him of this earlier. Only in the time of dire need, did this stupid system open his mouth. Fuck! He had hope, though, because he could defend himself. He needed to make KFC a much bigger restaurant chain.
Of course, all hung on the fact that he could reach his shop right now. Thankfully, he succeeded in doing so after a 10-minute walk. He exhaled with great relief as soon as he entered the protection field. He walked in and immediately felt as though his legs had become noodles.
He genuinely believed that he would be abducted. He returned to his business where he observed Hot Pie selling the bread to the customers when they entered after some time spent standing around in a stupor. There were several patrons in the side restaurant that was lit up in dazzling red and white lights.
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