Chikage turned and walked out of the Finance Department, in a wonderful mood.
Fugaku and Yashiro followed behind him, unsure what to say as they watched his smug expression.
Two hundred and thirty thousand ryo.
That was several months' operating budget for the Second Squad.
The kid had taken a trip to the border, not only bringing back prisoners but making a fortune in the process.
"Chikage, who exactly did you pay those thirty thousand ryo in intelligence fees to?"
Fugaku couldn't help asking.
Chikage pulled a flat wallet from his pocket.
"Myself, of course."
"I went to the black market to gather intelligence personally. Shouldn't I pay myself for the work?"
Fugaku stumbled and nearly fell.
So the kid had not only gotten every last living expense reimbursed, but lined his own pockets along the way.
His knack for making money out of thin air was truly something else.
When the three reached the South Street intersection, Yashiro tactfully led the squad back to the Konoha Military Police Force ahead of them.
Chikage walked up to his usual dango shop.
The owner spotted him and immediately came out to greet him warmly.
"Deputy Captain Chikage, you're finally back!"
"While you were away these past few days, a few punks kept causing trouble on South Street."
"Those two Captain Yashiro just arrested were the worst of the lot!"
Chikage took out a few copper coins and handed them over.
"Two skewers of three-color dango, please. Extra sweet sauce."
"Don't worry. They won't dare come back."
The owner deftly wrapped up the dango and handed them to Chikage.
He even slipped in an extra skewer of grilled kidneys.
"Deputy Captain, this one's on me. Keep your strength up!"
Chikage accepted the dango and kidneys and took a bite, savoring the rich