"Rasa, what did you think of this letter?"
Chiyo sighed softly. Unlike Iwagakure, which retained its autonomy, Sunagakure had fallen into Uchiha Yuu's hands long ago. His influence reached every aspect of the village, and by now, they no longer had the ability to break free from his control.
"Me?"
Hearing Granny Chiyo's words, Rasa wore a helpless smile. He was currently at the peak of his strength as a ninja, the very age when he should have been full of ambition and spirit. Yet an inescapable air of dejection shrouded him, making him seem frustrated and unfulfilled.
"What else can we do? All we can do is cooperate with Uchiha Yuu. The village isn't ours to command anymore. Not to mention the Land of Wind Weapons Shop controlling the economy, the Uchiha family members who joined later have directly become the village's largest clan. Two Mangekyō Sharingan users, along with numerous Elite Jonin—they're like a blade held to our throats."
Layer upon layer of control. Even though the Fourth Kazekage had ambitions and aspirations, reality was brutally cruel. Back then, he had tried to prove his strength with his fists, only to be thoroughly crushed. From that moment on, the village's backbone had been broken.
They had recognized the harsh truth: Sunagakure had no chance of standing against him.
"Ah."
Of the three figures seated in the office, Ebizo sat to one side and offered a barely reassuring point.
"At least life in the village is getting better and better. The Land of Wind Weapons Shop is sincerely helping us develop, and it's also supplying us with vast resources."
Those very things had worn away the will of some ninjas who wanted to resist. Everyone was working for someone else anyway. Working for him meant their lives improved, and