Ōnoki came in person.
On the agreed-upon island, he sat on a reef rock, his expression solemn.
Beside him were several large chests.
In the distance, hidden from view, Bieshu Feifan and the other two exchanged looks when they saw that Ōnoki had come.
None of them dared go out to make the exchange.
Ōnoki was also an extremely intimidating presence.
His Dust Release injured with a graze and killed with a touch.
And Ōnoki could fly, too.
The three exchanged a glance, then silently picked up the stretcher carrying Kitsuchi and ran.
Back at the Employee Dormitory, all three looked rather grim.
They looked at one another, but in the end, none had anything to say.
With no ideas, they beat Kitsuchi instead.
"Your dad's the Tsuchikage, huh?"
Thud!
"Aah!"
"So Iwagakure won't play fair either, huh?"
Thud!
"Aah!"
"Your dad's the only one who can fly, huh?"
Thud!
"Aah!"
Kitsuchi was beaten unconscious again.
Then Bieshu Feifan and the other two sat around him once more to discuss matters.
Ōnoki waited on the island, but the exchange never happened.
Instead, an Iwagakure Ninja delivered a letter from Bieshu Feifan and the other two.
It demanded that he leave, or the deal was off.
But Ōnoki ignored it.
Several days passed, yet Ōnoki showed no intention of leaving, as though he had taken root on the reef rock.
At the Employee Dormitory, Danzo spoke first, his face dark.
"It looks like Ōnoki isn't going to leave.
His son doesn't seem to be worth very much."
Kakuzu sighed.
"My money, oh, my money."
Seeing Danzo and Kakuzu shaking their heads and sighing, Bieshu Feifan made a suggestion.
"Why don't we auction Kitsuchi off?"
"Hmm?
Auction him?"
Kakuzu and Danzo both froze, somewhat confused.
Bieshu Feifan chuckled.
"That's right, auction him.