Tingxiang sat in her chair, lost in thought.
Naturally, she knew about the Ninja Association. When she had learned of its founding, she had raised the suggestion with the village's other leaders, but only a very small number had agreed to join.
As for those who disagreed, their reasons had been all over the place.
"Those large villages may be powerful and live better than Nadeshiko Village, but ever since Nadeshiko Village was founded during the Warring States Period, we have relied on independence and self-reliance. How can we ruin the rules left behind by our ancestors?"
"The Ninja Association? It'll probably turn into an organization like the Bounty Brokerage sooner or later. Why would the dignified Nadeshiko Village need to join such an organization?"
"The ordinary people in the village haven't said they're suffering, yet you're worrying on their behalf? They work while we ninja risk our lives to protect them. Isn't that perfectly fair?"
Some had even said something more outrageous: "Do you miss that old flame of yours in Konoha, Jiraiya? You couldn't win him over back then, so now you want to use this opportunity to satisfy your selfish desires, don't you?"
All kinds of ridiculous reasons had made her abandon the idea.
"Senya, I discussed joining the Ninja Association with the other ninja and leaders of the village from the very beginning. Only a very small number supported the idea."
"It isn't that I'm unwilling. It's just that changing traditions that have endured for hundreds, perhaps even thousands of years, is simply too difficult."
"If that is the content of this transaction, then there is no need for you to continue."
Fuzishou Tingxiang wore a bitter expression as she silently shook her head and laughed at herself.
Senya was not surprised by Fuzishou Tingxiang's reaction.