Early that morning, at a meeting of the Love Kidney Company...
"Everyone did pretty well this quarter, and revenue rose a few percentage points. The Game Technology Department under Kakuzu did especially well. Those skins brought in some excellent revenue," Dave said happily, sitting at the head of the table with a report in hand.
"They were just a few skins," Kakuzu said with a dismissive smile, though his eyes never left Madara.
He was still bitter about that half a percent.
"Uncle Madara's Arms Department also did well. Those new weapons developed jointly with the Research Department really hit the market's sweet spot and sold in huge numbers across the shinobi world," Dave continued.
Madara and Orochiroku exchanged a glance and nodded.
"Also, we're here today to welcome a new partner aboard," Dave said, getting to the main point of the meeting.
Kakuzu immediately turned his gaze toward Dave.
"Let's welcome Lord Hashirama!" Dave clapped his hands.
Hashirama slowly walked in through the door. Ever since hearing that Madara had gone to Dave to make money and was raking it in, he had been tempted too.
He had dug out his entire nest egg of thirty thousand ryo and bought a 0.00001 share of the profit-sharing shares from Madara. Well, that made him a tiny, tiny, tiny, tiny shareholder.
"Hello, everyone!" Hashirama greeted them all with a hearty laugh.
Orochiroku smiled in welcome. He belonged to the Research Department and had no interest in money anyway. Madara welcomed him too. Having Hashirama around would make work more enjoyable.
Kakuzu, however, was stunned. How had Hashirama gotten involved too?
"You're not taking another cut of my dividends, are you?" Kakuzu clenched his hand as though gripping a knife. If Dave said yes, he looked ready to flip the table and