Yūto scratched his head and said to Hiashi:
"How about we secretly keep the Jonin and some of the elite Chunin here?"
"If Sunagakure launches a sneak attack, at least someone will be here to hold them off."
Hiashi sighed and shook his head:
"No. The village has issued formal withdrawal orders. Leaving anyone behind without permission would be disobeying military orders."
As he spoke, the tent flap suddenly lifted, and Tsunade stormed in:
"I heard the peace talks are settled? How much did they pay?"
Hiashi hurriedly handed over the peace agreement:
"Sunagakure paid two billion ryō and ceded thirty percent of its mission share."
Tsunade's eyes instantly lit up like searchlights:
"Two billion?! Well, uh, could I get a share of that compensation first?"
"I've really been itching to gamble lately. I want to play a few rounds in Tanzaku Town..."
Yūto and Hiashi both pressed their hands to their foreheads, speechless.
Yūto suddenly had an idea and leaned close to Hiashi's ear, whispering:
"How about we say there's something wrong with Lady Tsunade's medicine and we need to reexamine the wounded? That would buy us a few days."
Hiashi's expression instantly went through a spectacular series of changes, and he frantically signaled Yūto with his eyes.
You brat, can't you see Tsunade standing right beside us?!
Sure enough, Tsunade grabbed Yūto's cheek and said through gritted teeth:
"You little pervert! I'm the number one medical ninja in the Shinobi World, and you dare ruin my reputation?!"
"Ow, ow, ow!" Yūto stood on tiptoe, begging for mercy,
"I was wrong! I was wrong! How about-how about I lend you my royalties from Icha Icha Paradise?"
Tsunade immediately loosened her grip a little, her eyes lighting up again:
"Royalties? How much?"
Yūto rubbed his pinched-red cheek and muttered:
"About...