Inside the Hokage Building on Konoha Star.
Orochimaru stared at the document in his hand for a moment.
"The second Shinobi World Olympics?" Orochimaru murmured in confusion as he looked at the document.
"Yes. We must hold the second Shinobi World Olympics without delay!" Kakuzu declared with righteous conviction, his expression solemn as he faced Orochimaru.
"...Why?" Orochimaru asked, his head aching.
The whole thing was a waste of money and manpower. Kakuzu had brought it up plenty of times over the years, but Orochimaru had rejected it every time. Why bother doing something so pointless?
"Why?! Do you know how much Konoha's GDP dropped this year?! Do you have any idea?!" Kakuzu's eyes widened as he furiously slammed his hand onto Orochimaru's desk and roared.
"...H-how much did it drop?" Orochimaru swallowed and quietly rolled his office chair back a little.
"Zero point zero zero zero zero zero one percent!! That's zero point zero zero zero zero zero one percent! Do you know how much that zero point zero zero zero zero zero one percent cost me... pah! Do you know how much money Konoha lost?!" Blood vessels slowly crept across Kakuzu's bright green eyes as he demanded an answer.
"How much?"
"100 ryo! A whole 100 ryo! That's ten ryo! Do you know what an enormous loss 100 ryo is to Konoha—to me?!" Kakuzu roared furiously.
"...Can I give you 1,000 ryo?" Orochimaru swallowed, took a hundred ryo out of his pocket, and offered it to Kakuzu.
"I'll take the 1,000 ryo first. But this 100 ryo isn't a matter of money! Konoha's very survival is at stake! 100 ryo! That's 100 ryo!" Kakuzu accepted the 1,000 ryo, then continued.
"So how exactly do you plan to make money from this?" Orochimaru asked with a helpless sigh.
Seeing