Is Your Grandmaster the Richest Man in the Shinobi World?

The Akatsuki Organization.

Rain poured endlessly, and mist hung thick in the air.

Kakuzu changed into the Akatsuki Organization's black robe patterned with red clouds and followed Konan expressionlessly along a muddy path.

Ahead stood a dilapidated building with the words [Akatsuki Organization] written on it.

His green eyes were filled with scrutiny.

No matter how he looked at it, this dump did not seem wealthy.

Had he been tricked into coming here?

"We're here."

Konan pushed open the creaking wooden door.

Inside was a modestly sized, dimly lit space. The plaster on the walls had peeled away in patches, several worn wooden tables had been shoved together, and a few washbasins in the corner caught the rainwater dripping through the roof.

Kakuzu: "???"

Damn it, he really had been scammed!

They were not going to trick him into digging out hearts, were they?

An orange-haired young man immediately came forward, his face wearing an enthusiastic smile.

"You must be Lord Kakuzu! Welcome to the Akatsuki Organization!"

Kakuzu gave the young man an indifferent glance.

Though he felt somewhat unsettled inside, he maintained a calm exterior.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Yahiko, the leader of the Akatsuki Organization."

Yahiko extended his hand, intending to shake Kakuzu's.

Kakuzu did not return the gesture. He merely nodded slightly and asked the question that concerned him most.

"When can I manage the organization's finances?"

If Konan had not promised him that, he would never have come here!

Yahiko froze for a moment, then smiled and withdrew his hand without showing any embarrassment.

"There's no rush regarding the funds. Let me introduce two people to you first."

As he spoke, he pointed to the red-haired young man behind him.

"This is Nagato."

Nagato raised his head. Beneath his fiery red hair, a pair of