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Using the Sarutobi clan’s na to demand money—once the funds were secured, there was no way Tsunade would funnel all of it into the village’s treasury, right?
Surely, the Sarutobi clan would get a cut?
No ti to waste.
Tsunade imdiately sent soone to summon the Third Hokage.
On his way to the Hokage’s office, the Third Hokage’s heart remained heavy.
Though he had managed to quell the unrest within his clan, the solution was only temporary. Given ti, the sa problems and conflicts would inevitably resurface.
Unfortunately, the village’s finances were tight. Even if he wanted to support the Sarutobi clan, he simply lacked the ans.
"Tsunade, you wanted to see ?"
Upon entering the Hokage’s office, the Third Hokage took a seat. The mont he settled in, Tsunade leaned in with a sly grin and asked:
"Old man, do you want to resolve your clan’s internal conflicts?"
"???"
Though puzzled by her question, the Third Hokage nodded honestly.
"Of course. But the village’s finances..."
"There’s a way to solve both the Sarutobi clan’s issues and ease the village’s financial strain. The catch is, it’ll cost you and your clan so dignity. Are you willing?"
"..."
Wait, so his dignity was that worthless?
Just sothing to be tossed aside whenever convenient?
After hearing Tsunade’s plan, the bewildered Third Hokage agreed without hesitation.
After all, dignity was important when it mattered—but when it didn’t, it wasn’t worth much.
If losing a little face could resolve the clan’s conflicts and relieve the village’s financial burden, so be it!
This was called sacrifice!
This was called nobility!
After a hushed discussion, the master and disciple reached a decision: a 20-80 split.
Once the funding from the Daimyō’s court was secured, the Sarutobi clan would take 20%, while the village treasury would keep 80%.
The next day, having successfully dumped all responsibilities onto Kazuki and fully embracing her role as a hands-off leader, Tsunade set off for the Daimyō’s resident with a carefully selected group from the Sarutobi clan to request an audience.
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The Daimyō’s Palace.
Ever since the Third Hokage’s retirent and Danzō’s death, the Daimyō had returned to his usual leisurely lifestyle—eating, drinking, and amusing himself with a bevy of beautiful won.
Life was... grueling, in a way.
After all, with so many handpicked beauties around, the Daimyō was struggling to keep up.
"Lord Daimyō, the Fifth Hokage, Lady Tsunade, has arrived."
For others, eting the Daimyō required a formal request. But for Tsunade? She simply showed up.
Thus, with the Sarutobi delegation in tow, Tsunade strolled straight into the Daimyō’s palace without a single guard daring to stop her.
Had it been the Third Hokage, he would’ve been halted at the gates, forced to wait for permission.
Alerted by his advisor, the slightly intoxicated Daimyō took a mont to process the news.
"Ah, little Tsunade is here? Clear the room, then. Everyone, out!"
At his command, the scantily clad dancers and courtesans quickly dispersed.
Servants rushed in to tidy up, ensuring no trace of the earlier revelry remained—lest the guests take offense and embarrass the Daimyō.
As Tsunade entered the hall, a pungent mix of alcohol, tobacco, and... other odors assaulted her senses, making her frown.
Sa old debauchery.
Her eye twitching, she couldn’t help but advise the Daimyō, who lay sprawled on his seat like a boneless sack:
"Lord Daimyō, while pleasure is important, your health needs maintenance too."
The Daimyō imdiately straightened up, adjusting his robes.
"Hahaha! Wise words, little Tsunade! I’ll rest, I’ll rest. Since you’re here, why not check my health? See if I need any... tonics?"
"..."
Must you call ’little Tsunade’?
A vein throbbed on Tsunade’s forehead.
The Daimyō chuckled warmly, nodding like a kindly grandfather. Tsunade could only sigh in defeat.
No matter what, he’d keep using that nickna. To him, she was practically family—so the term wasn’t entirely inappropriate.
Still, she wasn’t a child anymore. Being called "little Tsunade" in front of others was... embarrassing.
"So, little Tsunade, what brings you here today?" the Daimyō asked.
Tsunade forced an awkward smile.
"There’s a small matter... but it’s a bit hard for to say..."
Seizing the mont, she shot a glance at the Sarutobi clansn.
Your turn.
"?"
What did she an by ’hard to say’?
Before the Daimyō could react, the Sarutobi representatives launched into a tearful lant.
Caught off guard—and still slightly drunk—the Daimyō’s head spun as he listened.
After a while, he finally grasped the situation.
The Sarutobi clan had suffered heavy losses, but due to the village’s empty coffers, they’d only received the bare minimum in compensation and relief funds.
Now, Hiruzen Sarutobi had cast aside his pride, sending his clansn to beg for aid.
"Hahaha... So even Hiruzen Sarutobi has co to this!"
The thought of the Third Hokage’s humiliation filled the Daimyō with glee.
Weren’t you so high and mighty, Hiruzen? Where’s that unyielding pride now? See what happens without my financial support? You’re nothing! Can’t even handle your own clan’s petty issues—pathetic!
So ’Third Hokage’ you are. Maybe you should just stay out of clan affairs before you make things worse.
To the Daimyō, anything solvable with money was trivial.
"Enough, enough. I get it—your clan’s in dire straits, and Hiruzen’s dignity is in tatters. Fine, I’ll give you the money."
With a grand wave, the Daimyō granted their request.
Just so coins—no big deal.
As long as Hiruzen’s ego takes a hit, I’m satisfied!
"Alright, little Tsunade, don’t look at like that. I may be wealthy, but money doesn’t grow on trees. Don’t push your luck!"
If I’m giving the Sarutobi funds, I can’t leave you empty-handed She’s practically family, after all.
Besides, the stronger Konoha beca, the safer he would be. Even the Daimyō understood that much.
This ti, his generosity stemd from two things:
1. Schadenfreude—watching Hiruzen humiliated was delicious.
2. Fear—the Akatsuki’s reputation for assassinating high-profile figures had him spooked.
What if they soday target the Daimyō of the Land of Fire?
Better to fund Konoha now, ensuring its stability. That way, if he ever needed protection, Tsunade would readily provide it.
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