"Hahaha! See that? This is the power of Money Release!"
With Hashirama standing in front of him, Kazuma had nothing to fear and laughed outrageously.
To summon Hashirama, the king of hired hands whose schedule was packed solid, he had slipped Tobirama a hefty sum. Only then had he managed to jump the queue and get Hashirama to come early.
"Money really does let you do whatever you want!"
A business genius born into the Uchiha Clan, where practically everyone was a battle maniac-the pressure Kazuma faced every day was easy to imagine.
His clansmen all took pride in combat and strength, while he had a special love for business. With his shinobi talent less than exceptional, he was often mocked as an "idiot" within the clan.
But now, he could finally hold his head high-
Money could move mountains. It could even get Hashirama Senju to do his bidding! Who would dare call him an idiot or a useless loser now?
Kazuma even thought to himself:
Hmph! So what if your shinobi talent is better than mine? Are you better than Teacher Hashirama? Every last one of you is destined to work for me!
As Kazuma laughed with outrageous arrogance, Madara Uchiha's face visibly darkened, bit by bit.
As an old-school Uchiha, he clearly found Kazuma's newly invented "Money Release" rather hard to accept.
That rotten little brat!
Madara strode toward Kazuma with murderous fury, the earth cracking and mountains crumbling in his wake. Kazuma, who had been laughing so arrogantly a moment earlier, instantly began trembling in terror and lost all his nerve.
Fortunately, Hashirama never forgot his mission and firmly protected the brats behind him. As Madara drew closer, he shuddered several times in fear, but still bravely stood in front of them.
Seeing Hashirama get in