He was in Konoha, and his domineering aura was overflowing.

Such immense wealth made Tsunade, who was watching the show from the sidelines, green with envy.

"The total is 253.87 million, rounded down. Because most of the assets are real estate, this is all the cash in this casino."

Shadow Clone Report.

"many!"

"Just this little bit?"

Minato Namikaze exclaimed in surprise, "I despise the remaining songs of the fifty strings."

“This is what we call family.” Sakumo Hatake said helplessly.

How much is Konoha's annual fiscal revenue again?

Well, most of the time Konoha's finances are a mess. Only after the Daimyo allocates funds can things be temporarily much better, but that's only relatively speaking.

In comparison, the fact that he had such a good income from just one casino was astonishing.

I knew casinos made money, but I never imagined they made money this much!

What's even more astonishing is that most of the casino's revenue is sent to the residence of the daimyo Akio after a certain period of time, and what remains here is the portion that hasn't been sent yet.

If Konoha had that much money, the damage from the war could be visibly repaired!

While marveling at this, Hatake Sakumo noticed that the returning nobles all had lingering fear in their expressions, and the red handprints on their faces seemed to be telling a story.

He could only shrug, indicating that he was powerless to do anything about it.

If it were any other ninja, such as Minato Namikaze, he would have intervened and stopped them from attacking the nobles.

Unfortunately, the person they targeted was Wu Shi Xian Yu Ge, whose mental state was suspected of being unstable.

Kakashi's Ultra Bomb sent the Jinchuriki screaming. Although he was strong, his physical body was still in the ordinary range. If Kakashi were to activate the Fifty Strings' strange state and get hit at close range during the process, he would immediately become the hero's orphan.

Why is that move called the Ultra Bomb?

Sakumo Hatake was puzzled.

Does Ultraman have any special meaning?

With his hands on his hips, Wu Zixuan looked at the wealth he had earned through his hard work and sweat, and couldn't help but sigh.

"This money didn't come easily."

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"Today is another day to put the will of the hegemon into practice. People are inspired, deeply moved, and respond in unison."

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“Isn’t it to protect world peace?” Minato Namikaze said.

Without hesitation, Wu Xian replied, "My nickname is World."

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Chapter 51 The Sun of the Ninja World

Ignoring the group of rabble who couldn't be squeezed to produce any yin or yang attributes, Igarashi looked at Minato Namikaze, who was hesitant to speak, the four Uchiha with blank stares, and Sakumo Hatake, who had a troubled expression.

With a wave of his hand.

"Twenty million each, here's the money."

"Huh?"

"What 'eh'?" Igogaku said irritably to Uchiha Aoen, whose face was blank.

"Twenty million each, take the money."

"Really?!" Uchiha Aoen exclaimed excitedly.

The idea of ​​harming nobles during a mission was completely forgotten.

That's twenty million!

How many tasks would he have to complete to earn that much!

Minato Namikaze finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Is this really okay? We're ninjas."

"Don't you need money? Are you from a wealthy family? Can you afford a few explosive tags with your savings? Do you need to upgrade your ninja tools? Do you want weapons forged from chakra metal?"

"..." The Minato Namikaze sank.

Sakumo Hatake cleared his throat: "Igogami-kun, after all..."

The fifty strings broke him.

"Is the Hatake family's finances not in good shape?"

"..."

"Kakashi is only one year old, which is the age when he needs money. He will need even more money in the future, to arm himself, get married and have children. Do you want Kakashi to be single for the rest of his life? Or do you want him to have mediocre ninja tools on the battlefield?"

Sakumo Hatake's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Inside the casino, a bloody scene unfolded.

This is all our money! Our money!

Those despicable Konoha ninjas! We're going to Konoha to complain! We'll complain to the Hokage Building!

"Hey kid!"

Tsunade could no longer contain himself and strode forward, his eyes fixed on the symbols of money.

“Everyone who sees this gets a share. Grandma Mito told me about you. Your name is… Igogaku, right?”

Staring blankly at the mountain of money, Qian Gangshou unconsciously recognized him as a relative.

More than two hundred million!

She'd never gambled that much before; if she went too far, Grandma Mito would really break her legs.

From his high vantage point, Yuuka looked down upon Tsunade-hime.

At first glance, it's snow-white.

At first glance, it's huge.

The third eye appreciates beauty.

Silently, she rubbed her forehead.

After following Tsunade for a year, her impression of him as a great man was almost completely shattered.

Isogen shifted his gaze slightly upward and said calmly, "Grandma Mito misses you very much."

With a complex emotional attachment to watches, the desire for money has diminished considerably.

"I."

She felt she wasn't ready to return to the village filled with her painful memories.

Shizune lowered her head slightly, her expression similar to Tsunade's.

Lady Tsunade's heart is in just as much pain as mine.

"Thirty million, in cash."

"When are you going back? I miss Grandma Mito so much."

With her hands gripping the three extended fingers of the fifty strings, Tsunade looked sincere.

Shizune: "..."

Minato Namikaze: "???"

Click.

It looks like something broke.

After distributing the donations that a group of people had begged them to accept, Igarashi excitedly pulled Yakushi Nonou away from the group and headed straight for a... amusement park that he had already set his sights on.

"Huh?" Looking at the bustling amusement park in front of her, Yakushi Nonou blinked, looking slightly dazed.

She then covered her mouth and chuckled, softly asking, "Does Yu Ge want to play here?"

Isogen shook his head slightly and looked at Yakushi Nonou: "The director must not have had a good rest since she came out for so long. There is no director of the orphanage today, nor are there any intelligence personnel from Konoha. There is only Yakushi Nonou."

Pharmacist Nono was slightly taken aback, feeling touched, but she was always used to being frugal.

"Eh!"

Isogen didn't care about anything else, grabbed her wrist and started weaving through the amusement park, then shoved her into the giant Ferris wheel.

Yes, the ninja world has all kinds of entertainment facilities. Igarashi has complained about the skewed technology tree more than once, but this time is different.

Standing inside the Ferris wheel, hands on hips, looking down through the window, Isogen nodded with considerable satisfaction.

Yeah, this technology tree is leaning in the wrong direction, which is good.

In her seat, Yakushi Nonou sat with her legs together, her delicate hands resting on her thighs, gazing tenderly at Igogen Yoka, whose chin was slightly raised.

Kindness and gentleness converged in her eyes.

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Several days later.

Within the Land of Rain, there was an ordinary, dilapidated wooden house. Jiraiya suddenly appeared in the house.

The dim light revealed his rather disheveled figure.

Brushing the dust off his clothes, Jiraiya let out a long sigh and complained, "I was too nervous."

Since the border standoff, Amegakure has deployed a large number of people to strengthen border security. Hanzo the Salamander even personally led a patrol to clear out a group of people who were interested in the big commotion in the Land of Rain.

Although Jiraiya boasted of his strength and believed he could travel the ninja world without any problem, he was still apprehensive when facing Hanzo the Salamander.

There was no way around it; the pressure from this demigod at the end of the war was simply too intense. Apart from the three of them, the entire unit was wiped out. Even the three of them were spared only because Hanzo of the Salamander considered the potential consequences.

Therefore, even though he is much stronger now than he was back then, he can still dodge as much as possible when facing Hanzo the Salamander. If a fight breaks out, he won't have two teammates to help him.

"Let's hurry back. I wonder if Yahiko and the others listened to me and hid themselves." Jiraiya thought of Nagato's unique eyes.

The footsteps automatically turn towards the nearest town.

"Let's buy some necessities before we go back. Sigh, raising kids is so expensive."

Still three.

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Leaf.

The gate is still the same gate, but the people who return are not the same as before.

Uchiha Aoen looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, filled with immense sorrow.

In just a few days, they have already succumbed to the allure of money.

Minato Namikaze felt uneasy.

The experience of handling 20 million people firsthand and observing with the human eye are two completely different things.

In particular, his nerve reflexes were certified by Jiraiya, one of the Three Legendary Sannin, making him more acutely aware of the impact of vast sums of money.

In contrast, everyone else reacted better than him.

Sakumo Hatake was a renowned Jonin with considerable savings, though he had never received a single income of 20 million yen. The Uchiha, on the other hand, stood tall and proud, their faces beaming with the air of wealthy tycoons.

Tsunade...

"Hehe, thirty million, now we can gamble to our hearts' content."

Silently, she rubbed her forehead.

That's so embarrassing, Tsunade-sama!

"The journey back was so smooth." Looking at Konoha, which she hadn't seen for so long, Yakushi Nonou was in a daze and couldn't help but sigh.