Choji offered to host the barbeque. When we arrive it looks like a meat lover's wet dream. Plates upon plates of grilled meat. Steaks. Kebabs. Like fuck, they even have Beef Wellington.
I don't even know where to start, so I just pick a small amount of everything. A quick look around reveals Hinata and Sakura were not as indecisive. Sakura is sitting with Ino and Shikamaru. Sakura got steak. Ino got kebab and Shikamaru grilled ribs. Once I get to the table, Sakura points towards me. "Now that he finally got here, can you repeat the part about the ransoms?". Shikamaru sighs "troublesome. The village will negotiate ransom prices for each shinobi with Kumogakure, from there it's up to each shinobi on whether to accept the offer or to refuse it.".
That's interesting. I gulp down the last of the wellington "Thanks for the info, how are they gonna announce the results?".
Shikamaru shrugs "You'll get a letter in the mail. Should mention price and whether they accepted or not. It doesn't usually happen much but sometimes they refuse the ransom, mostly because they disowned the captive".
I finish the kebab "And what about our own captives? Are we ransoming them?"
Shikamaru shakes his head "No, those are covered by the peace treaty we signed. They have to free all of their captives before we free any of ours."
I nod and go back to my small mountain of meat. Sakura and Ino continue their girl-talk. Shikamaru just gets comfy and sleeps. By the time I'm done eating Shikamaru is snoring and the girls are still stuck in their own world. At least they're not apparently fighting anymore.
I scan the backyard for anyone to go and bother. Choji is devouring meat. Hinata and some girl are laughing about something. Shino is feeding his bugs raw minced beef. .Kiba, Naruto and that rando in Kiba's team are having an eating contest. All the others are doing variations of food comas and/or stuffing themselves.
I decide to go bother Naruto and Kiba. I pull a chair and sit at their table without saying anything. Both of them ignore me and continue eating. They continue for like a full half hour, long after the rando had entered his Choji offered food-coma. They ate enough calories to feed multiple small villages. At the end Naruto ends up winning, Kiba falling into a food-coma of his own. Naruto just takes a minute and, I dont fucking know how, proceeds to metabolize the equivalent of a quarter-cow before starting to grill me for war stories.
He pumps his fists "Common Sasuke! I've heard you, Sakura and Hinata all got promoted to Jonin! You have cool stories to tell me! Don't lie to me!"
Allright, time for every war veteran's favorite pastime. Traumatizing kids. "Sakura and Hinata became one"
"W-what?" This is gonna be fun.
-following day.
I wake up inside of the same room I transmigrated here in. I haven't moved anything in the house, all the furniture is still the same. Should ask Sakura about renovating, now that we're all living here. A trip to the living room reveals I'm probably the first one to wake. A trip to the kitchen ,where I find Hirogi preparing curry, disproves that. "How long till that's ready?". "Around twenty minutes.". Allright, time to check the mail then.
There's less mail than I thought there would be. I quickly go through the letters, seeing where each letter is from. Hokage Tower, Bank, Bank, Bank, Bank, Some survey, Bank, Bank okay yeah its all bank and surveys. I just throw away everything other than the Hokage tower letter. As if I could get fined for littering in my own compound.
I take the letter from the hokage tower and take it inside to read. When I open the door I instantly hear screaming from the kitchen. "You traitor! If you ever entered Kumogakure again you would be instantly executed! How dare you order us to help you! Our master will pay our ransom while you are going to stay here until you rot away!" That's Kurari throwing a bitch fit. I enter the kitchen and the shouting instantly stops. A few seconds after me Sakura pokes her head inside, looks at the scene, and promptly disengages. I sit down at the kitchen table and open the letter. Inside of it there's three papers.
'Ransom for captive Karari set at 350.000.000 (Three hundred fifty million ryo). Clan could not afford payment.'
'Ransom for captive Karari set at 350.000.000 (Three hundred fifty million ryo). Clan could not afford payment.'
I wonder why, might be because we torched their houses and they subsequently went broke. Or because we killed most of them.
'Ransom for captive Hirogi set at 10.000.000 (ten million ryo). Clan refused payment.'
Didn't really expect anything else here.
I quickly give the two sisters the news. "Make yourselves useful, you're staying here to rot too you dumbasses". The faces they made were so hilarious I activated the sharingan to burn them into memory. Maybe I'll even make them into a painting.
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With the war over things are starting to return back to normal somewhat. The academy slowed down its curriculum, no longer needing to pump meat-shields. Hinata has distanced herself from her clan, on account of the whole 'uses a bow' thing. Sakura is suffering from the lack of test subjects. I'm pretty sure that if the Hyuga and their whole "I can see through walls" shtick didn't exist she'd have an Orochimaru tier basement, filled with society's undesirables. The crackheads and orphans.
The three of us have formed a sort of routine. We all do physical training in the morning followed by chakra training until dinner comes. Afterwards we laze around until bedtime. The sisters have become depressed, apparently they really expected their master to pay that ransom after his whole village got violently exterminated.
Honestly even if their master actually had the money I probably would have refused the ransom. Having someone other than Hirogi to practice genjutsu on is more valuable than some ryo. I also managed to finally check how much money I actually have and uh, I can probably afford to buy like a hundred times the amount of chakra metal we looted off of that convoy and still be able to call myself filthy rich. Perks of your whole clan getting killed off I guess.