"A good deal? Doing business?"
Kaguya had once lived in the shinobi world, so she naturally understood what Tetsuya meant.
"What meaning would any of that hold for me? Human money is meaningless to me."
"Ah, your understanding of business is still too narrow."
Tetsuya waved a hand as he spoke.
"For a merchant like me, anything with a profit to be made is business.
That profit doesn't have to mean the money circulating in the shinobi world, or gold and silver. It can be something else.
For example, God Tree seedlings-or God Tree Fruits."
At those words, not only Kaguya's expression changed, but also Izuna's, Madara's, and Hagoromo's.
Madara raised an eyebrow at Tetsuya. Damn, are we really playing for stakes that high?
But on second thought, it made sense. Tetsuya had produced all nine tailed beasts in one go and given them to him, helping him become the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki.
So perhaps what he was saying wasn't impossible, either.
"What exactly do you mean?"
Kaguya frowned and asked in a low voice.
"The God Tree and its fruit belong to our Ōtsutsuki Clan. How would you get your hands on them?
Besides, for a God Tree to grow successfully and bear fruit, it needs something special."
Tetsuya smiled.
"Haha, of course I know all that. That special thing you're talking about is the bloodline of your Ōtsutsuki Clan, isn't it?
For a God Tree to grow properly and bear fruit, you have to sacrifice a member of your Ōtsutsuki Clan to it."
"How do you know that?"
"How do I know?"
Tetsuya lowered his voice, then clapped his hands.
"All right, it's your turn to make an entrance."
A Black Space-Time Rift appeared, and a man dressed like a monk stepped out of Yomotsu Hirasaka.
The moment Kaguya