"The Shinobi World Olympics? Sure, no problem. What exactly do you mean by paid work?" At the mention of payment, the sounds of Tsunade gambling on the other end abruptly stopped. The silence was so complete that even Kakuzu was startled.
"We need a venue of about 30,000 square meters built. I'll pay him 10 ryo for the timber needed per square meter," Kakuzu said after some thought.
"10 ryo per square meter? Sure, I'll pass the message along to Grandpa." Tsunade's eyes instantly lit up at that.
She immediately hung up. Looking at the disconnected call, Kakuzu excitedly went off to give the others their instructions.
Tsunade hurriedly called her grandfather.
Looking at the disconnected call, Tsunade's expression darkened. Why did he hang up on me too? Had he forgotten how we weathered our troubles together last night?
"Hello, Little Tsunade! Sorry, I misread the caller ID. Hahahaha! Grandpa thought it was a debt collector." Realizing something was wrong, Hashirama hurriedly called his granddaughter back.
Only when she saw his return call did Tsunade let it slide.
"Grandpa, Uncle Kakuzu wasn't calling to collect a debt just now. He wanted your help with something," Tsunade said cheerfully.
"Oh?! He wants my help? How much is he paying?" Hashirama's eyes gleamed at the word "help." What could Kakuzu possibly need his help with? Helping pay off his debts was out of the question for now, so it had to be building houses or something. That was right up his alley.
"The next Shinobi World Olympics is coming up. He wants you to help build the venue. He didn't tell me exactly where it would be, so you should get in touch with him," Tsunade explained to Hashirama.
"Did Kakuzu tell you how much he'd pay, Little Tsunade?" Hashirama asked excitedly,