As the saying went, some rejoiced while others grieved.
Just as the Uzumaki Clan left their homeland in endless humiliation, Whirlpool Country was filled with laughter and celebration, the two forming a stark contrast.
The Funato Clan had originally been pirates, so plundering homes came as naturally as breathing to them. After one sweep, they left almost nothing behind; they had even dug out the eggs from the village hens' bellies.
Funato Tenzui had never robbed such a wealthy clan in his life. When Enkō returned after seeing Hashirama and the others off, he found Tenzui bustling about, directing his men at work.
"This house must be the Uzumaki clan head's residence. It looks expensive. Here's what we'll do: dismantle everything that can be dismantled and haul it all onto the ships."
"Wrap up all those paintings and calligraphy pieces. Be careful not to scratch them, or we won't get a good price for them later."
"Let everyone divide up these ninja tools. As expected of tools used by a major clan—the color alone makes them look a grade better than ours."
"Hey! What are you sneaking around for? What are you hiding? Hand it over and let me see! Hiss! Where did you dig this up? There's even yellow... cough, cough... that sort of thing... We're in the middle of a war. How can you waste your energy on books like this? I'll confiscate this book for now, so you don't forget our real business!"
After casually dismissing his subordinate, Funato Tenzui made sure no one around was watching before quietly stuffing the newly confiscated "treasure" into his ninja tool pouch.
"Well, well. What good stuff are you stashing away?"
Tenzui jolted all over. Looking up, he saw Enkō wearing an amused smile.
"This... I just didn't want them