Naruto: Getting Stronger by Drinking

"Goodwill?"

Rasa nearly bit his tongue off.

Ever since the funding incident, Rasa no longer believed that word could mean anything good.

But if he refused...

Rasa stared stiffly at the Black Blade gleaming coldly beneath the sunlight and swallowed hard.

"May I ask what kind of goodwill Lord Yuu is referring to...?"

Rasa asked stiffly.

"More money."

Yuu rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, grinning as he casually named a figure.

"!!!"

The moment Rasa heard that number, he jolted violently and began trembling as though he were having a seizure.

The previous subsidy had already drained Sunagakure dry. Even he, the Kazekage, had to extract Gold Dust day and night to ease Sunagakure's financial crisis.

And now they wanted such an enormous sum again. This was practically asking for Sunagakure's—no, his, Rasa's, life!!!

Sunagakure's elders and clans would never acknowledge this debt.

After all, it was because of his momentary negligence that he had been dragged into Fourth Raikage's mess.

So this massive sum had to be dealt with by Rasa himself.

Rasa calculated it in his heart. If he extracted Gold Dust to scrape together that money, he would probably have to go without food or sleep and extract 637 Gold Dust day and night for five years!

At that thought, Rasa felt the urge to ram himself to death.

Extracting Gold Dust day and night for five years—what the hell would he still be Kazekage for?!

"L-Lord Yuu, could you lower it a little?"

Rasa's lips trembled as he forced himself to ask.

He really did not want to be a miner for five years!!!

"Oh? Then I'll add a little more."

Yuu nodded and named a figure that filled Rasa with even greater despair.

"If you're still not satisfied, we can discuss it some more."