Mission complete, return to Konoha

Inside the hall, the joy vanished from Kazahana Sōsetsu's face in an instant.

The few surviving elderly ministers exchanged glances, their faces deathly pale.

Sōsetsu braced himself against the throne, all the color he had just regained draining away.

He grabbed Matsumoto's arm, his fingers trembling.

"North Harbor's breakwater has been abandoned for years! There's no organized coastal defense capable of stopping a heavy-artillery fleet!"

Matsumoto dropped onto his backside, crying so hard that snot nearly swung down to his chin, his voice cracking as he wailed.

"We're done for! We saved the money, and now we'll pay with our lives just to hear one hell of a bang!"

Kakashi rested a hand on his sword hilt, his dead-fish eyes narrowing slightly.

Kushina clenched her fists, golden chakra flowing over her skin. Both of them were ready to act.

Ye did not so much as raise an eyebrow. There was not a trace of tension on his face.

He cast a contemptuous glance at the man beneath his feet.

"That's it? After all that bragging, three lousy ships are all you could scrape together?"

He turned, his gaze landing directly on Obito, who was still rolling his eyes.

That look sent a chill down Obito's spine, and he instinctively took half a step back.

"What the fuck do you want now?!"

Ye grabbed Obito by the back of his collar and pointed toward North Harbor, his tone utterly matter-of-fact.

"Courier, stop spacing out. We've still got one last express overseas delivery to handle."

[Ding! Extreme grievance points from Obito Uchiha: +4,200!]

"I'm not a fucking food delivery guy! Are you ever going to stop?!"

Obito's face turned green, veins bulging in his neck as he desperately tried to pry Ye's hand off the back of it.

Ye tightened