"You aren't even ants in my eyes. What gives you the right to run wild before me?"
"You said my dad couldn't beat you? Uncle Madara couldn't beat you? Aren't you afraid?"
"They're even more terrifyingly powerful than I am, yet you said they couldn't beat you? You bastard, you really are arrogant."
"Just looking at that face of yours pisses me off. Becoming Kazekage is impressive, sure, but don't you understand that there are always people stronger than you?"
"You get a little strength and become unbearably arrogant. Who gave you the right?"
"Tch."
Senju Fujima walked up to Retto and mocked him as he looked at the Kazekage, whose face had turned livid from being restrained.
"Damn it, is this the power of a god?"
"Such terrifying power... I actually thought I could rival him before?"
"How laughable! Heh heh!"
"If Hashirama Senju is even stronger than Senju Fujima, then just how powerful must he be?"
"Ha...!"
Retto felt utterly desolate. He laughed at himself bitterly, sighed inwardly, and a trace of despair flashed through his eyes.
"But it is impossible for you to make Sunagakure submit to Konoha for the rest of our lives."
"You will die someday. When that day comes, Sunagakure will definitely rise again. Definitely."
Yet boundless hope soon welled up within Retto. They might be powerful now, but they would die eventually, wouldn't they?
Once you're dead, Sunagakure will surely rise again and become one of the Ninja World's great villages once more.
"I can kowtow to you. Please spare our other ninja."
"I, the First Kazekage, swear once again that I will lead Sunagakure in submission to Konoha."
Having thought it through, Retto felt much calmer. They had no ability to resist now; the only thing they could do was declare their