The Hyuga Clan Compound.
After returning home, Zou Hyuga's expression kept shifting. Beneath his sleeves, his fists were clenched tight, and he gritted his teeth so hard they nearly cracked.
When he had gathered spoils at Root during the day, he had made no effort to hide it from the Fourth Hokage. Even if his efforts earned him no credit, he had still worked hard. Those spoils were the best reward for his trouble.
Yet after they returned to the village, the Fourth Hokage called him and Oto into his office and solemnly thanked them.
He thanked them for helping collect the tools and equipment that belonged to ANBU, praised their service, and promised to promote them to special jōnin in the future.
Who the hell wanted to become a special jōnin? Where were my spoils?
He had nearly exploded on the spot. Fortunately, his excellent self-control kept his impulses in check.
That was the only reason he had not mouthed off to the Hokage. Talking back to the Hokage would feel good for a moment; keeping it up would keep feeling good...
But the Fourth Hokage had a dozen ways to make his life in Konoha unbearable. He actually wanted to leave Konoha, but unfortunately, the Caged Bird Seal on his forehead stood in his way.
Besides, life as a missing-nin in the Shinobi World was hardly comfortable. A high bounty would draw attacks, while great strength would attract the attention of a certain internationally renowned mercenary organization. It was far too much trouble.
Fortunately, the Fourth Hokage still had some humanity in him and increased the allowance for weapons he and Oto could requisition from ANBU.
That would make fleecing them... replenishing his weapons less troublesome in the future. But the wool had to come from a sheep,