A Role Must Be Fought For (Welcome to Unspoken Rules)

Uchiha Tajima stood there in silence for a long time. Storms churned within his weathered eyes as he stared fixedly at Uchiha Gin for what felt like ages.

"Old Uncle? Old Uncle?"

The stare made Uchiha Gin's skin crawl, and he instinctively shrank his neck. Could Old Uncle's senile dementia have suddenly flared up?

Well, it made sense. At his age, even with the life force recovery bonus provided by system equipment, he could not avoid the damage time inflicted upon the brain.

"A Gin."

Seeing clarity suddenly return to Old Uncle's eyes, Uchiha Gin let out a long sigh of relief. As long as he was not Helmutz.

"You really are a..."

"A business genius?"

"A bastard."

"..."

He really was sick. He needed treatment!

"If a person could come up with such a dirty money-making trick, I'd eat it right here, okay?"

At those words, Uchiha Gin's hands, brimming with potent healing power, abruptly froze. Under Uchiha Tajima's righteous gaze, he quietly dispersed the blue glow in his hands and replied with an awkward grin.

"Making money isn't shameful."

Just as he had said, this was the perfect opportunity to profit from war.

With Sunagakure's hefty subsidies, the ninjas of the Wind Country would definitely take missions like madmen.

When that happened, necessities for missions—hidden weapons, raw materials for making poison, Exploding Tags, protective Inner Armor, and other consumable goods—would become hot commodities.

Yet production of such goods within the Wind Country had always been low. Under normal circumstances, it could barely meet the demands of ordinary wear and tear.

Once this subsidy policy took effect, prices would naturally rise, and it would not be long before demand outstripped supply.

The Wave Country Chamber of Commerce had maintained a long-term partnership with the Land of Iron. There was