"Thanks again for your help."
Takuya smiled politely as he spoke.
He didn't want any small misstep to ruin the deal before it even started.
He'd always had good self-control.
"Forget the thanks, just hand over the cash." Tsunade held out her hand and waved it a little. "100,000."
A hundred grand?
Takuya twitched slightly at the corner of his eye.
That's steep.
In this world, 100,000 ryo was roughly equal to 6,000 Trade Points in the system.
Its purchasing power was about the same as 6,000 yuan.
But Takuya knew his condition clearly. He'd only fainted from the effects of transmigration, with a brief "protection period" afterward. Even if Tsunade had done nothing, he wouldn't have been harmed while unconscious.
In that case...
There was zero guilt in scamming her back.
"Really sorry, but I'm completely broke right now. However, I do have some goods." Takuya pulled out a scroll from behind him and unrolled it with a light poof.
Ten pitch-black ceramic jars appeared.
Each one cost him 30 Trade Points.
Including the sealing scroll, the total cost came out to 700 points.
"Huh?" Tsunade looked slightly surprised that he had a sealing scroll, but didn't think too much of it. She glanced over with a look of disdain. "Just ceramic jars?"
How much could some pots be worth?
"These aren't ordinary jars," Takuya said with a smile. "Each one is worth 50,000."
"Fifty thou?" Tsunade's face practically said, You serious right now?
She could tell at a glance—these were just plain old ceramic jars.
"The real value isn't in the jars themselves, but in what's inside," Takuya explained. "You know lotteries, right? This is like that. Except the jars don't just have cash inside—there are other items too. Some worth less than 50,000, but some worth several times that."
It was a gamble.
You couldn't know what was inside until you opened it.
Buy one, and you might lose money… or strike it rich.
As expected—
Tsunade, a legendary gambling addict, immediately showed interest.
"How do I know there really are items inside worth several times more? What if they're all worthless junk?"
She leaned forward slightly, cup in hand, eyes lit up like she was physically holding back from shouting I'm interested!
Shizune, sitting beside her, looked a bit embarrassed.
Her teacher really was… yeah.
"If you don't trust me, buy them all. I guarantee there'll be at least one jar worth several times the price. You'll still lose a little overall, though." Takuya smiled confidently. "I'm not doing a one-and-done scam. If people profit once, they'll come back again."
"You've got some business sense." Tsunade gave a nod of approval. She'd figured it out.
These jars really were like lottery tickets—but with better odds. For a gambler like her, it was pretty tempting.
"These jars aren't made by me," Takuya added quickly, distancing himself. "I just source them and sell them."
If he didn't make that clear, once she found out there were things like resurrection coins, she'd stop buying jars and go straight for the source—maybe even try to force a trade.
Even if she went through the system, it wouldn't be as profitable for him.
"Fair enough."
Tsunade nodded. In her eyes, Takuya was just a regular guy. There was no way he could make something that needed sealing jutsu.
She set down her cup, looking excited.
"I can take two?"
"Yes, as payment for the medical bill." Takuya nodded, then gestured at the ten jars. "No touching before choosing. And once opened, no returns."
There was nothing inside these ten jars.
At least not yet.
But he wasn't worried Tsunade would try to cheat with chakra or jutsu. The legendary fat sheep had at least that much gambling integrity.
"Hmm..."
Tsunade's eyes scanned the jars. They all looked identical, and since she couldn't touch them, she couldn't guess anything based on weight either.
"You're the one!"
She pointed, grabbed a jar, and—smash!—shattered it instantly.
Close one!
Takuya broke into a cold sweat.
He'd almost forgotten to load an item inside in time.
"Money? 10,000?"
Tsunade looked disappointed. Takuya had said each jar was worth 50,000.
That was like exchanging 50,000 for 10,000.
Big loss.
But she quickly shrugged it off. Losing a bet was nothing new for her, and it wasn't like she actually treated him anyway—just checked him over.
She casually picked up the second jar.
That gave Takuya a breather, and he quickly loaded the item.
This one—
Was the bait.
Smash!
"A little bottle?" Tsunade raised an eyebrow.
"Congratulations!" Takuya immediately smiled with a congratulatory, impressed look. "That's an extremely valuable item—Fifty-thousand ryo's worth of Elixir of Life."
Yep, actual Elixir of Life.
Takuya had exchanged for a bottle of Fountain of Youth water from Pirates of the Caribbean, pre-ritual completed. Drinking it would grant a normal person an extra three days of life.
It had cost him 600 points.
About 10,000 ryo in this world.
But Takuya shamelessly priced it at 50,000.
Item value changes based on context.
If you're not a little shady, how are you gonna make money?
Tsunade opened the bottle, sniffed it, swirled it—her eyes flashed with a hint of anger.
"This is just water. You call this worth fifty thou?"
Her stare was dangerous. Losing a bet was fine, but if she was being conned... she'd make sure he learned why they called her one of the Legendary Three.
"This isn't ordinary water," Takuya replied calmly. "I run an honest business. This Elixir of Life can extend a dying old man's life by three full days. If you don't believe me, just try a sip—you'll feel it."
"Oh?" Tsunade didn't give a clear answer.
She could already keep dying patients alive longer if she wanted. That was basic stuff for someone called the greatest medical ninja.
But—there were no traces of herbs or chemicals in this water.
She smirked coldly.
Clearly, this guy didn't know who she was.
She raised the bottle and drank half of it in one go. No fear of poison or drugs.
Then—
Her pupils contracted slightly.
What… was that?
A wave of pure life force flowed through her body.
Weak, yes—but incredibly pure. It felt like life energy that was originally hers.
And because she was a master medical ninja with jutsu like Creation Rebirth and the Strength of a Hundred Seal, she could feel the effect more clearly than anyone else.
It really did extend life by three days.
And not just regular three days—
It was three days after even she could no longer save herself.
For someone severely injured and on the verge of death, this bottle was a miracle—enough time to hang on until help arrived.
50,000?
It was a steal.