The argument in the Kazekage's office was as taut as a drawn bowstring, the atmosphere so heavy it seemed ready to drip with water. Shaye's arguments for peaceful development and against immediate war were clear and far-sighted, but to the Fourth Kazekage, Rasa, every word was like a needle piercing the nerves that were desperate for revenge—and an outright challenge to his authority.
"Minister Shaye!" Rasa's voice suddenly rose, carrying an unquestionable chill. He shot to his feet, unleashing the Kazekage's pressure without restraint until even the air in the office seemed to freeze. "Are you saying my decision is wrong? That Sunagakure's blood debt and humiliation can be ignored because of those 'plans for the future' you value so highly?"
His hawk-like gaze locked onto Shaye, roiling with the fury of being offended and the irritation of having a sore point struck that he refused to acknowledge. This genius whom he had personally promoted and placed such high hopes in now angered him with his stubborn insistence on his own views.
Shaye showed no fear. Meeting his gaze, he spoke steadily yet with exceptional resolve. "Lord Kazekage, I am not questioning your authority. I simply believe that dragging the village into another war with uncertain odds and immense costs is not the best solution at present. We have a better choice—a path that can truly make Sunagakure strong!"
"A better choice?!" Rasa cut him off sharply, his tone dripping with mockery. "Konoha is hollow within right now. This is a gift from heaven! Once they recover, Sunagakure will never have another chance to rise! Your mercy and hesitation will doom the entire village!"
"True strength comes from prosperity and stability within, not plundering others when they are weak!" Shaye refused to yield an inch, idealistic light gleaming in his