"So I agree. I'm all for it."
Senju Fujima wanted them to make as much money as possible. No one thought they had too much money, especially when he had important plans that would require it.
"When did you two become such money-grubbers?"
"You think you can sell those houses?"
"You want money? I've got plenty...!"
Madara Uchiha was speechless. Money must have gone to both their heads. Who would pay for those wooden houses?
"Your money isn't mine. How about letting me have a look around the Uchiha Clan's treasury sometime?"
"Heh heh heh!"
"I happen to be a little short on cash lately...!"
Hashirama Senju walked up to Madara Uchiha and bumped him with his shoulder, grinning wickedly.
"I have money, but you're not getting any."
"Gambling addict. Hmph."
"You're an embarrassment to the Hokage...!"
Madara Uchiha gave Hashirama Senju a look of disgust, stepped away from him, then turned and left.
"Dad, don't listen to Uncle Madara. I think your idea is great."
"Let's draw up a plan when we get back and bring more people to live in Konoha."
"But Dad, you really are embarrassing."
"Word's spread all over the Ninja World that you're Konoha's easy mark. I bet any casino you visit will line up to welcome you."
"Hahaha...!"
Senju Fujima patted Hashirama Senju on the shoulder, then hurried away.
"Embarrassing?"
"Doesn't feel that way to me. I lost that money through my own efforts. Why should I be embarrassed?"
"How strange."
"But it really is a good idea. Yes, I'll start selling houses when I get back."
"Once the Senju Clan members receive the cell injections, most of them will awaken Wood Release."
"Hahaha!"
Hashirama Senju could almost see himself rolling in money. He burst out laughing, then vanished on the spot.
"First, everyone