"You two..." Veins bulged on Tobirama's forehead as he stared at his precious son and the disdainful Mu before him.
A thirtieth of the village had been wiped out. Fortunately, there were no casualties. Before the fight, Dave had used Wood Release to move everyone else out of the way, so only some land and shops had been destroyed.
"Mu, Iwagakure will compensate us for these losses," Tobirama said coldly.
"Why should we?" Mu demanded irritably. He hadn't done all this alone, so why should he pay?
"Why should you? How many shops and plots of land did that one Dust Release of yours destroy? Don't you have any damn idea?" Tobirama slammed the table and rose, roaring.
"That's not my problem." Mu sneered.
"Fine. If you won't take responsibility, someone else will. Dave, go get Kakuzu again. Have him collect the money from the Tsuchikage." Tobirama nodded. Fine, so he wanted to play tough.
"Uh... okay." Dave smiled helplessly.
At the hospital, the Tsuchikage had been lying comfortably in bed, ready for a nap, when someone suddenly appeared in front of him...
The Tsuchikage, an old man in his sixties, shot upright in fright.
"You! Why are you here again?!" Not just the Tsuchikage, but the other three Kage also sat up in their beds as though facing a formidable enemy, staring at the newcomer gravely.
"This has nothing to do with you three," Kakuzu said with a sneer, giving the three frightened Kage a dispassionate glance.
Only then did the three Kage breathe a sigh of relief. As long as he isn't here for us. As long as he isn't here for us... We really don't have any money left...
Ishikawa swallowed. *If he isn't here for those three, then he must be here for me... No way...