Making Money Is as Easy as Breathing When You Follow the Right Person!

April, Konoha Year 26.

The Angel Fund had booked the largest central square in the Capital of the Land of Wind for another public dividend distribution!

The April sun blazed overhead. Hot, dry desert winds whipped the colorful flags around the square.

The vast square was packed as far as the eye could see. Ordinary citizens, wealthy merchants, warriors from small tribes, and speculators from out of town crowded shoulder to shoulder.

More people kept pouring in from the surrounding streets. Even the nearby rooftops were packed with spectators.

Voices roared across the square, one wave of noise rising over the next.

A raised platform stood at its center, draped in luxurious felt. Dozens of enormous wooden chests were stacked neatly upon it, with glimpses of gold and silver coins visible through the gaps. More than ten burly warrior guards surrounded the platform, keeping order and preventing the crowd from rushing the stage.

Countless eyes below were fixed on those money-filled chests. Sweat beaded on many foreheads, and their gazes burned with excitement.

"They're paying dividends again today!"

"I put in another sum last time. I've been waiting for this!"

"The Angel Plan will never let us down!"

"Hahaha! Once I get this payout, I'm hiring two maids of my own! Woohoo!"

Shouts rose one after another, and feverish excitement gripped the entire square.

On the platform, Sakamoto stood at the front in a crisp business suit and pressed a hand downward. The square grew a little quieter.

He picked up a voice-amplifying ninja tool, and his loud voice reached every corner of the square.

"Friends! Welcome back to the Angel Fund dividend distribution!"

"Let's get fired up..."

Boom!

The moment he finished speaking, cheers erupted. Applause thundered like a rising tide.

"All right, I know you can't wait.