In the end.
Danzo still forked over ten million.
Then.
Kusana went next door to the Grass ninja outpost to restock.
And the third battle did not disappoint Danzo either. Amegakure won a decisive victory!
Although they had lost another ninja, they had won decisively... which meant his guess had been right.
Amegakure was ultimately stronger than Kusagakure; it was just a little poor!
They had already invested twenty million. Victory could not be far away now. As long as they won, a mere twenty million... was worth it!
However.
In the fourth battle.
Amegakure lost again!
Danzo stared silently at the scene before him, momentarily unsure what to say.
When it came to war... winning one battle and losing another was normal. If both sides were evenly matched, there had even been stalemates that lasted for years.
But.
He could not shake the feeling that something was wrong.
What exactly was wrong?
Just then.
"Damn it! We lost again! Amegakure had clearly been winning! Those despicable Grass ninja are no match for the Rain ninja!" Seeing Danzo's face turn green, then pale, Kusana hurriedly jumped out again and interrupted his thoughts. He said indignantly, "Actually, I contacted that underground arms dealer from last time. They have a batch of Explosive Tags for sale. They cost three times the market price, but it's wartime, so it makes sense for them to be more expensive!" He sighed regretfully to himself. "What a pity. Amegakure is so poor that we simply can't afford them!"
"..."
Hadn't he heard that line before?
Before Danzo, whose mouth was twitching, could speak, the Half-God of the Ninja World beside him looked at him expectantly and said, "Just another ten million. I believe... I believe... with this batch of Explosive Tags, Amegakure will definitely win!"
"..."