A few days later.
Mu brought Obito to the room where Hanzo of the Salamander had stored their catch. When they saw the sack of fish piled as high as a small mountain inside the warehouse, Mu could not stop grinning.
Mu was so excited that he even ignored the warehouse's unbearably foul fishy stench.
"This is just the catch from one warehouse, and one warehouse has this much!" Obito's eyes widened. Pinching his nose with one hand and fighting the nausea churning in his stomach, he spoke in disbelief.
"Hanzo of the Salamander said there are three whole streets of warehouses full of fish. Kid, I'm not joking. The Shinobi World is going to have a new master! This is my first step toward conquering it!" Mu brimmed with ambition. The mountain-sized sack before him filled him with tremendous confidence.
Obito gazed at Mu with stars in his eyes. So this was an Unregistered Shinobi! Even a casual remark carried the ambition to conquer the Shinobi World!
"Lord Mu, the catch from your contract for Amegakure's fishponds is stored in warehouses one through ninety along these four streets. Is there anything else we can help you with? Lord Hanzo of the Salamander instructed me that Amegakure is to do everything in its power to meet any request you have," Hanzo of the Salamander's secretary asked warmly, standing beside them with a broad smile.
"That's all. You're done here." Mu gave a cold chuckle and nodded to the secretary.
"Of course. If you need anything during your stay in Amegakure, you can find me at the central building at any time," the secretary told Mu respectfully, then quietly left.
Mu looked at the warehouse before him. Those sacks no longer held fish, but mountains of gold and silver. They held