Compared to telekinesis, Shen Mo preferred Professor X's mutant powers.
So cool.
Casually enter minds, control bodies.
Like an omnipresent, enigmatic god.
Crucial for business—reading hearts.
Plus, this world had mental attacks; he needed defenses.
"Want to trade now?" Shen Mo asked, looking at Kakashi, hiding his eagerness.
"Now!" Kakashi said, set, no hesitation. "Transfer all my Trade Points to Tsunade."
"All?" Shen Mo looked at him, shaking his head. "It's your call, but I don't recommend it."
That'd make Kakashi a one-and-done deal.
Once Tsunade pulls revival, his anticipation's gone.
No good.
Big deals are great, but steady streams matter too.
"Cans change the opener's fate," Shen Mo said, slipping into sales mode, staring into Kakashi's eyes. "You're not like Tsunade. Your wish isn't just revival—it's regret, guilt. Even so, your fate stays unchanged."
"My fate?" Kakashi, masked, gave a bitter smile, Shen Mo sensed.
Unlike others in pain, Kakashi didn't seek to change fate—he accepted, endured, even faced it with a grin.
"Since you're unsure, watch Tsunade," Shen Mo said, looking at her. "Her hunger to change fate is intense. I'm curious where the cans will lead her true destiny."
Kakashi followed Shen Mo's gaze. Tsunade was different.
He only wanted revival.
Tsunade? Rare potions, medical knowledge, herbs, even body-forging pills—she was hyped for it all.
Even from afar, her muttering carried.
"This for Nawaki's injuries."
"Nice, no fear of broken limbs!"
"Healing badge? Birthday gift sorted."
"Whoa, with this, Nawaki could marry ten wives!"
"…"
Shen Mo eyed the Tiger Whip, meant for body nourishment, feeling Tsunade misread its use.
A revitalized brother-obsessed Tsunade? Terrifying.
Kakashi sweated, silently pitying the revived Nawaki.
But…
He vaguely grasped Shen Mo's words.
Tsunade wasn't just reviving her brother.
She was rewriting her lost fate.
Now, she'd protect Nawaki at all costs. Medical cans gave her that destiny and power—drugs for any scenario, mystic healing, ways to strengthen others.
What about him?
Shen Mo subtly glanced at the pensive Kakashi, smirking inwardly.
His real fate was coming.
"Kakashi, revival's usually in Level 3. Tsunade's opened twenty-three Level 2 sets. Twenty-seven more, and she qualifies for Level 3," Shen Mo said, cutting Kakashi's thoughts. "I suggest you cover her remaining twenty-seven sets."
Kakashi wanted Tsunade to pull revival most.
Let him.
Just don't go all-in—save some for his own cans to build future anticipation.
"Alright," Kakashi agreed, no delay.
Everything waited until revival.
"Twenty-seven sets, one hundred thirty-five million ," Shen Mo said, waving. Two hundred seventy cans appeared before Tsunade. He extracted Kakashi's sold jutsu memories and experience, worth that much.
Instantly, Kakashi felt it.
He forgot swaths of stuff.
He recalled copying scenes, but seals blurred, practice memories—gone.
It felt awful, like a blank void in his mind. He could almost recall, but trying yielded nothing.
"Kakashi," Tsunade said, pausing her cans, looking at him, vowing, "You and those you protect—their injuries are on me."
The favor was huge.
Though the first revival was for him, she gained more from medical cans.
Kakashi didn't refuse.
He might not need it, but Rin and Obito might.
"Keep going, Tsunade," Shen Mo said, checking the sky. "This'll run late."
His telekinesis aside, he was human, sleepless last night, burning Trade Points for energy to stay sharp.
"Quit yapping, I'm a pro," Tsunade shot back, annoyed. "Opening cans is like gambling—sincerity brings luck."
"…"
Your luck's nothing special.
Shen Mo shook his head, silent.
He'd seen online mystic gacha rituals—lucky draws, whatever. Let Tsunade take her time.
Even Sakura and Sasuke watched, engrossed.
Time ticked by.
Proof? Tsunade's "sincere" method didn't help—early cans were junk. Only after the duds ran out did good stuff appear. She beamed, thinking sincerity worked.
Without Shen Mo's rigging, she and Kakashi would've cried.
…
Night fell. Above the clearing, a glowing orb floated—Shen Mo's doing.
Before Tsunade, a knowledge halo hovered.
Absorbing it, she opened her eyes, awed. "Nine-Turn Acupuncture—so mystical, but just a fragment."
"Even a fragment's invaluable," Shen Mo said, exasperated, eyeing the last can left.
What cursed luck.
Naruto hit big first; you wait 'til the last?
"The final one," Tsunade said, staring at the lone can.
After this, she'd unlock Level 3.
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