- No, thank you, Taicho, I still care about my own life," the shinobi shuddered and immediately denied it.
- Then there's no need to meddle in the affairs of the powerful," the jonin said and waved his hand, jumping on the roof of the nearest building, "our job is small - to deliver the message, which we did, so let's get out of here.
- It's about time, I'm sick of sleeping in cheap hotels and eating on the go," Yarakawa nodded in agreement and suddenly broke into a lustful smile, "but have you seen those gorgeous tits? Rumor has it that the slug princess has the biggest breasts in Konoha!
- That's right!
- You know, I was more worried that we were going to be spread thin than such insignificant things," the captain rolled his eyes as he avoided staring at the cleavage of women he met - unlike his two colleagues, he was married and quite happy with his family life.
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- Damn Tsunade! - Akira grumbled to himself as he sorted through the reports of the many businesses under his command.
Every visit from the Senju princess was a source of nervousness, and forced him to remove jonins from other security facilities to minimize the cost of repairs should she suddenly get the urge to go on a rampage again.
Once was enough, and it was good that it didn't happen in the capital's main casino, but even so, the losses amounted to several million ryo just to restore the building and interior. When the local government came to its senses-dug out of the ruins, there was no one to file a bill - the culprit and the trail is gone.
It was good that the documented witness statements and all the expenses incurred had enough sense to send to her clan, receiving reimbursement after checking the arrived clan fighters. But this did not add to the sympathy for the great loser in the eyes of the kanpeki ningyo, even despite the luxurious appearance, once personally examined.
This time it was much more problematic - some kind of agreement with the Elder, thanks to the vigilant shinobi who had transmitted this moment word for word, which meant that this S-class kunoichi would soon be included in the political game and not at all on the side of Nara's alliance.
It was lucky that the Founder would find out about this in advance and before Tsunade showed up in Konoha. And this time, the busty fool didn't trash anything.
Like any business man, he hated incurring expenses due to scuffles of chakra wielders, even if he managed to collect reimbursement from some. That's why a tidy sum a year was spent on hiring ninjas who could put out possible conflicts on the territory of guarded establishments or at least quickly pacify the most towerless ones.
Akira had seven jonin and three times as many chunin working in the capital alone at the moment, while the number of shinobi of various ranks in the country, thanks to Founder's gift, exceeded five dozen.
Anbu Ne's former enterprises were very profitable, bringing in millions of net profit to the budget every month, but they also required a lot of money for their security.
Thanks to the guaranteed help of iryonin, nukenin and various unaffiliated mercenaries were more willing to accept long contracts, but not all of those available on the "market" were satisfied with such monotonous work, and some of them did not suit Akira himself for reputational reasons, creating additional problems in the search for competent personnel who would not betray at the first opportunity.
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