Elsewhere.
Although he felt a little disappointed that his beloved family and friends had hurried home to turn off the gas without even seeing his face, Kusana quickly pulled himself together again.
After all, he had come to Sunagakure this time on serious business!
As the leader of a village, how could he slack off just because his close friends had left?
Sunagakure was now beset by troubles both within and without. There was no one in the village capable of holding things together, and its immediate superior—the Feudal Lord's Mansion of the Land of Wind—had ordered it into bankruptcy liquidation.
Meanwhile, dangers lurked all around, waiting to swoop in and take a share once Sunagakure went bankrupt.
As an ally, how could he just stand by and watch?
Although all Five Great Ninja Villages were currently cursing Kusagakure for behaving like scoundrels, constantly pulling sneaky tricks, disgracing the name of ninja, and being nothing but thieves—calling them Grass Bandits—even that was all a misunderstanding. After all, the Grass Ninja...
They had clearly done everything openly and aboveboard. How could that be called sneaking around?
Kusana looked at the Grass Ninja before him, took a deep breath, and directly handed a flyer to a passing Sand Ninja. "Come on, come on! Take a look! One of the top ten ninja villages in the ninja world is hiring!"
"Solid foundation, generous benefits—even your heroes came and said it was great!"
"We cooperate with the Five Great Ninja Villages, and our business spans the ninja world. Grass Ninja Manufacturing... born to change the ninja world!"
However.
The recruitment drive did not seem to be going very well. Pakura beside him was so ashamed that she wanted to bury herself in a sand pit.
They had actually come to Sunagakure to poach its