oh another potential question to ask. explain all the details of the great seal situation to them. and ask them if they know any lore that sounds related to it.
Marked for Death: A Rational Naruto Quest
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- naruto rationalist romance armageddon is looking better and better damn you kishimoto explosions everywhere explosives solve everyone if in doubt surrender to the mercy of zabuza it seemed like a good idea at the time looks like a really bad case of being a jōnin my god. where does the lore end? precommitting is the winning plan screaming in kagome screw the rules i have explosives something bad might still happen sometimes you gotta sociopath stabby zabby subsection c of paragraph 9 should include we can weaponize this so hard open voting
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Random thought; 7th path is actually where the dragons are sealed away. Perhaps an artificial path? Perhaps even one that saw frequent use by the sage...? The '7th path' that we're familiar with is just the animals path being used as a gateway towards the 7th path. An anchor point inaccessible from the human path, an extra layer of protection.
Following a great game of telephone through time where people would head to the animal path on their way to the 7th, and here we are.
Idk there's probably some lore or evidence proving me wrong, I can't keep track of all that. Just a thought, shared because a slim chance of it being useful it better than the 0% chance of being useful it has if I kept it to myself.
Following a great game of telephone through time where people would head to the animal path on their way to the 7th, and here we are.
Idk there's probably some lore or evidence proving me wrong, I can't keep track of all that. Just a thought, shared because a slim chance of it being useful it better than the 0% chance of being useful it has if I kept it to myself.
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Note that none of Kei's current partners have been confirmed polyamorous. You don't need to be polyamorous to be in a poly relationship.
Edit: The Tachibanas were, but they didn't have communication issues.
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Who are the other two?
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Hazou and Rock Lee
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Hazō is a clan head.
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ah, I understand the confusion
I'm not talking about Hazou (clan head) but rather Hazou (time traveler disguising himself as scarf man)
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I was thinking Ami and Mari while being unsure of their order. I guess other Clans could also have their Mari-equivalent, but if they do then they are unknown to us.
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Technically Ami is a clan head to the Mori clan of Leaf, as she is the only member
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I've said it already but I am satisfied with the amount of information given. However, since this is on the table I may as well list some things I would want to know more about, but I'm not gonna mind if it isn't expanded on.
I don't see why Hazou couldn't have had this number/names clarified by Asuma when he received the report, especially given Hazou was going to be the one to help track them down apparently. We even already (probably) know of at least some of these, Mochiaki and Aida Rin, though confirming that it is only those two as far as the Tower knows would be useful.
I also don't see why this couldn't have been expanded on by Asuma but I'm also almost positive this was referring to the SSSSS so I don't really care if it isn't clarified
(half the fun of these kinds of faux-document narratives is using info you already know to figure things out!)Would Asuma have clarified this name for us?
Is this 'Horyu' figure someone that has been mentioned anywhere else in a place Asuma is aware of (that he is willing/able to share) ? There's a nonzero chance this is some ancient Five figure that they've scrubbed info about but if it isn't then this could potentially be useful info for Hazou. And, well, if Asuma clarified that he doesn't know or can't tell Hazou, that too is also useful information. If these Dragons are supposed to be the Five entities, and someone actually managed to reach one of them, literally or metaphorically or spiritually or whatever, that has interesting implications.
Would Asuma have known if somewhere in these summaries, they called 'the ancient seal' that contains the 10 tails- er, the 10fold beast- anything else? Like, a full title the way 'The Great Seal' is called, yknow, the Great Seal? 'Ancient seal' was also a term used later to describe the Summoning Scrolls, just seems like a generic term they're using.
It isn't clear to me why this would need to be expunged and I would be curious if Asuma would elaborate on what this was. I assume this could refer to the Pangolin Scroll but that is very much public knowledge so I don't think that fits as something classified....
Given that Hidan seems to be empowered by a potential Old God (and that Hazou noticed that Yuno had the symbol of Jashin at her wedding/the symbol is potentially scattered about Isan) I think it could have been worth asking if Jashin is indeed an old god and if these genin knew anything about Jashin in particular. Yuno did not know much so it wouldn't surprise me if they didn't either. Still, might have been useful to know if they knew anything about how the old gods were killed, what kind of weapons work against them, etc.
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But how was Scarf Man one of Leaf's most powerful politicians?
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Honestly, since our clan has 4 summoning scrolls we might as well have our other 3 summoners do something similar. Hazou having an on-paper emotional support puppy would allow him to have access to an ally at all times who can not only reverse summon him in a pinch with a predetermined petting pattern (like say, Hidan suddenly appearing and calling Hazou a heretic who needs to be extra sacrificed to Jashin) but also would mean we would have an always available super nose to suss out unusual scents. Establishing a baseline scent profile for Hazou's various routines could/would mean that we could/would have better odds of detecting hostile actors infiltrating our secure locations. If those actors can conceal their scents entirely from being spread that is one thing, but by having a profile of a given area we theoretically would be able to tell when an area's normal scents have been purged in an attempt to destroy any scents that would otherwise have been there. If we are lucky we could then expand our search area in a 3D bubble to see where such scent elimination ends to find the real scent trail to begin our investigation.
As for Noburi and Kei, they too should be encouraged to establish similar contracts with summons who have unusual senses as well. The more esoteric sensing abilities we have in our daily routines the more likely we will be to intercept (and hopefully detain) meddling hostiles. Both of them should also set up subtle signals for emergency split second reverse summoning. The cuter the summons are the better as all 4 clans could use this as an opportunity to better understand the human path as well as to sell them on Uplift.
More puppies, more Pandaa (or Pandaa-sized sensing Pangolins), more adorable toads (or maybe tadpoles if they would be better suited for the task?), and more cute lil spider babies will surely improve our quality of life in our clan's daily lives.
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He outplayed Mari and she couldn't find him afterwards, now that's power 🗿
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Forgot about that.Technically Ami is a clan head to the Mori clan of Leaf, as she is the only member
Chapter 626, Part 1: The Bribe Comes After
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"Welcome to my home, Lady Gōketsu," said Lord Kurusu, nodding courteously.
Mari bowed deeply. "You honor me with your welcome, My Lord. Thank you for welcoming me to your most beautiful home. It's quite elegant, and I love the art work." She gestured towards one of the portraits on the wall. "Am I correct that is your honored father?"
"You are indeed," Kurusu said, smiling at the painting. "Twenty years and I still miss him."
"A handsome man," Mari said. "And an impressive painting. May I ask who the painter was? There's a certain something to it..."
"Oh?" Kurusu asked. "What sort of something?"
Mari turned to face the portrait full-on and considered it. "It's raw. Intense. Slightly undeveloped...I suspect the artist is young, likely at the beginning of his career."
"'His' career?" Kurusu asked. "Are you suggesting I wouldn't hire a woman?"
Mari glanced at him with a chuckle and gestured dismissively with her fan. "Lord Kurusu, please. Look at the strength of the lines, the color palette choices. I'm sure you've hired women artists, but this one was definitely a man." She turned back to the art, head cocked in contemplation. "The use of chiaroscuro is inexpert but shows real talent—like the artist had a vision that he wasn't yet experienced enough to render. An impressive vision." She studied the painting for a few moments, then nodded. "Skill aside, that young man has more vision and more base talent than any three artists I've seen. I would be incredibly grateful if you would give me a referral—the walls of the Gōketsu estate are appallingly barren right now and it's making us look like uncultured church mice. I would love to have this young man help us start fixing the problem."
Lord Kurusu's face twitched slightly. "Hm, yes. I'm sure. Sadly, I don't think that young man is available."
She glanced at him in surprise, then shook her head in self-disgust. "Of course. The cracking on the oil. This painting is, what, fifteen years old? Maybe eighteen? He's an adult now, isn't he?"
"He is, yes."
"All to the good, actually. More years, more practice. If he was this good a decade and a half ago then by now...oh."
Lord Kurusu smiled.
"You painted it, didn't you?"
"I did, yes."
Mari bowed her head, hiding her face with her fan. "Well, I feel foolish. I do apologize. I didn't mean to insult—"
"Please," he said, raising a hand to cut her off. "I haven't been so flattered in years. Unfortunately, I also haven't painted in years." He shrugged. "I would love to. I try to find time, but..." He spread his hands and she nodded in understanding.
"There's always something, isn't there?" she said ruefully. "I watch Hazō and I don't know how he does it. I'm happy being the advisor. Sage forbid I actually have to take any of the responsibility for myself." She laughed.
"Hah! Indeed. In any case, enough about my long-lost art skills. What may I do for you today?"
"The Gōketsu have been looking at some commercial opportunities, for which we need partners. I was hoping you might be interested?"
Lord Kurusu smiled faintly. "That sounds terribly interesting. I assume you would be wanting our venture to start immediately?"
"I would, yes. Today, in fact. Although I suspect it would take until tomorrow evening to actually transfer the relevant valuables from our stores to yours."
"And you would be putting up the initial capital?"
"We would indeed! I think you'll be interested." She named a number. A very specific number that worked out to precisely enough money to clear the Kurusu clan's outstanding debts. Outstanding in both senses of the word.
"That is an extremely generous offer, Lady Mari," Lord Kurusu said, offering a bow of precisely the correct depth to show gratitude to a social equal, which was quite a compliment from a Clan Lord to a senior advisor of a different clan. "I'm terribly embarrassed, but I'm afraid the Hyūga approached us about this very same opportunity not three hours ago. Their offer of initial investment was...rather higher."
"Oh?"
"Indeed." In a shocking breach of propriety, he produced a sheet of rich paper from his sleeve and offered it to her.
Mari's face stayed friendly and open as she took the paper and scanned across it with a spy's trained eyes. That training meant that the eyes in question did not widen as they saw the numbers nested among the flowery language that existed only to disguise the bribe as an offer to purchase a stretch of Kurusu farmland at vastly inflated rates. She gave a dismissive tch of her tongue and handed the paper back.
"I mean...I suppose it's an offer," she said dismissively.
Lord Kurusu's brow rose. "An offer? It seems like quite a good one. If you'll forgive me being a trifle crass, it's rather higher than the Gōketsu offer."
Fuck.
"I suppose," she said, waving her fan languidly. "Of course, theirs is a single purchase. The Gōketsu are offering ongoing partnership in a trade caravan route to Tea. The money would be quite a lot higher over the long term."
"This is true," he said, nodding thoughtfully. "Of course, it's also true that money in the purse has greater value than promises from the banker."
Fuuuuuuck.
Her smile stayed perfect and calm while her mind raced. Three hours ago, she could have bought the Kurusu for 40% of the Gōketsu's liquid assets. It would have restricted their ability to grow their holdings, perhaps left them slightly vulnerable to having loans and debts called, but it was manageable. Now? She couldn't simply match the Hyūga offer, she needed to beat it substantially enough that Kurusu would be willing to offend one of the most powerful clans in the village by voting against their preferred candidate for Hokage. Worse, she needed to do it now, because if she walked out the door to go check with Hazō she was not going to be able to come back later; the deal would already have been finalized with the Hyūga. Which could be a real problem, since right now one of Hazō was talking to Tsunade, one of him was talking to Shino, one of him was talking to Lord Akimichi, and all of him were undoubtedly promising his interlocutors large slices of the clan's cash.
Sage, please don't let this be another mistake on Mari's part like when she overindulged in the scrip. Still, if they could get Naruto in as Hokage—someone who was actually positively inclined towards the clan, someone who was coming back around towards maybe liking Hazō despite still having qualms... Given a secure and positive political environment, the Gōketsu could rise to wealth and power undreamed of. Which meant she needed to make the offer.
She couldn't afford to low-ball it either. Kurusu hadn't shuffled her out the door, which meant that he was letting her make a counteroffer, but he undoubtedly expected it to be a best-and-final. Either she landed his vote or she went home and told Hazō that his spymistress had failed.
Double the Hyūga offer would probably do it, especially if she put a litle more on top just to be sure. That was the entire Gōketsu cash reserves and then some and then some more. The clan would be dangerously overextended and vulnerable to economic warfare by their enemies.
Of course, Hazō had literally hundreds of pounds of gems and the ability to make more at will. And he could pull gold out of the ground. It wasn't precisely the same as liquidity, but any clan that wanted to engage the Gōketsu in economic warfare was going to have a bad day.
What could she use...? It couldn't be a literal pile of ryō. That would be too visibly a bribe. Taking over the world's gem markets was a pie whose slices she wasn't prepared to share so lightly. There was nothing else of sufficient magnitude that Hazō had already signed off on and she hadn't yet had time to pitch him on her grand design. If she handed it to him as a fait accompli, with a partner in the mix no less, he was going to be so pissed. At the same time, the Hokage vote was uncomfortably close and the stakes couldn't be higher. Getting Hagoromo would be an utter disaster. Getting Lord Akimichi wouldn't be an immediate disaster, but there was no way it would work out. He was a moderate, yes, but he wasn't going to put up with the hinky shenanigans and social upheaval that followed in Hazō's wake. More importantly, Hazō wasn't going to back down on the relevant shenanigans and upheaval. He would take the clan to war against the rest of Leaf first, or take the inner circle back into the woods. He might back down briefly, on small things, but Lord Akimichi wouldn't settle for that. He wouldn't tolerate the sorts of challenges to his authority and sensibilities that Hazō's plans would bring. Nothing less than complete submission to the Will of Fire as Lord Akimichi understood it and full assimilation into Leaf's traditions would do for the conservative member of the ISC bloc. Hazō would choke on that.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. She was going to be in so much trouble.
All this flashed through her mind in a moment and then she fluttered her fan in front of herself and gave a girlish giggle. (How many more years could she get away with that gambit?)
"Lord Kurusu," she said, flicking the fan closed so she could tap him scoldingly on the arm before flicking it open again and fluttering it before her face. "You're playing with me, surely? No one with the depth to paint that"—he glanced admiringly at the portrait of his father—"would choose a momentary flash of gold to the reliability of long-term income."
"Ah, Lady Gōketsu," he said, starting to stand up, "I do appreciate your compliments, but—"
"However," she said, "I wouldn't want you to feel like you were losing out by allying with the Gōketsu. We are the Clan of Guts, sir. Hazō had thought to engage you on the Tea caravan route as a way of testing the waters before moving on to bigger things, but he did give me latitude. Allow me to tell you about our plans for conquest of Honey."
He sank back onto his heels again, his attention suddenly focused.
"Over the next few months we will be running a series of trade caravans to Mist," Mari began. "Those will be profitable, yes, but they will also serve as a cover allowing us to establish forward bases in Honey. From there we intend to take land and develop it as part of Hazō's Uplift agenda." It would also give them control of the cave which was the only current source of runic substrate, but she wasn't about to mention that.
"The land will be brought under Gōketsu ownership, marked down as part of our ancestral properties. This is the right of any clan where undeveloped wilderness is concerned."
"Honey is hardly undeveloped wilderness, my lady," Kurusu noted.
She shrugged. "It has no Kage. It has no diplomatic relations or treaties with Leaf or any of our allies. It has no major population centers and a very low population density." She so very much hoped that all of that was true.
"It does have a population, though."
"There are a handful of people anywhere you set foot. Bondsmen who have fled their service, missing-nin, farmers who seek to flee the tax man. That doesn't make those places developed. It's rich land, my lord. Fertile. Any forward-looking Hokage"—she let the words hang in the air as she held his gaze—"will be delighted to have a military force positioned on the far side of Mist, as well as the tax revenues that will come from that land. No, Honey will become Gōketsu land within the decade. Unless, of course, it becomes Gōketsu and Kurusu land."
"With respect, Lady Mari, that's utterly impractical. No single clan could split their forces across two continents for months or even years at a time. You would need to hire missions from the KEI." 'Bolstering their wealth and importance, thereby further upending Leaf's politics' went unsaid. "The expenditure required for such a venture would be ludicrous. Utterly infeasible."
"My lord, I assure you it would be quite feasible. For the Gōketsu, that is. And our allies." She shrugged. "We will, as you say, be hiring missions to further the venture. We are prepared to pay double the going rate to the Kurusu for the first five years, and to give your ninja preference when we do personnel selection. If you wish to join us as a partner instead of merely as a preferred contractor, we are prepared to grant you thirty percent of whatever land we clear, plus a guaranteed minimum monetary return for the first six seasons." She named a number, telling him exactly what that guaranteed return would be.
Lord Kurusu was a trained and experienced warrior who had endured more than one emergency field surgery without crying out or dishonoring himself through a show of weakness. In social situations he had an equally admirable stone face...but even stone can crack when hit hard enough.
"I ask your pardon, Lady, I may have misheard you. Could you repeat that?"
On the outside her smile was gentle and friendly; on the inside it was that of a wolf as its prey stumbled to the earth.
"I believe you heard me accurately, My Lord. As I said, the Gōketsu are the Clan of Guts."
He swallowed. "It is extremely generous, but, again, the cost to carry out the job..." He paused, trying to figure out how to not offend her honor while demanding that she show proof of Gōketsu ability to pay such a ludicrous sum.
She took mercy on him. One by one and in complete silence, she lay three flawless sapphires, each the size of her thumbnail, on the tea table in front of him. And then three more. And three more. And then offered a casually dismissive wave suggesting that she could have kept going but couldn't be bothered.
He stared at the glittering stones for long seconds. She could almost see the calculations going through his mind; all of the Kurusu debts expunged. Land that had been sold off being bought back. Financial security. Wealth beyond measure once farmers had been established and could be taxed.
"Lady," he said, meeting her eyes. "I feel certain that a forward-looking Hokage will bless such an enterprise. Let's talk specifics."
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"Lady Tsunade," Hazō said, bowing at the door to the legendary medic's office at Leaf General.
The legendary medic in question looked up at him, eyes furious. "Here to buy my vote?" she demanded. Still, she waved him to the visitor's seat and went back to her food tray, wrapping a piece of fish in a fold of flat bread.
Hazō sank onto the chair, holding her eyes as he said, "Yes."
She snorted. "Late in the day, isn't it?"
His eyes flicked to the water clock on the credenza. "It's ten in the morning, ma'am."
"I know. I've been here since dawn. Someone else could have gotten in ahead of you."
"No one did."
"And you know this how?"
"Because I've been here since just after dawn too, ma'am. You were on rounds until now."
She glowered at him. "Ai tells me I need to let you make your pitch, so get on with it. You've got until I finish this food." She shoved a fish pocket into her mouth, eating with the efficiency of someone who had never lost a soldier's habits.
"Before I start, these are for you." He lay a packet of seals on her desk. "Dampener seals. They offer a slight resistance to motion, which helps to smooth out normal muscle jitter. Makes your hands steadier, which helps with calligraphy for sealing and should also help for surgery. Let me know if they do." He lay another seal, this one a dirt-common storage seal, on the desk. "This contains silk fragments from the spiders of the Arachnid clan. Try them out as bandages, if you would. If they're better than what you've got then it's easy to get more of them. Might even end up being cheaper than regular cloth, I'm not sure."
One fine-lined blonde eyebrow rose. "Interesting bribe."
"Oh, this isn't the bribe. This is stuff I've been meaning to drop off, and it's unconditional. The bribe comes after I make my pitch."
She looked very slightly amused as she took a bite from a small apple. "Get to it, then. I eat fast."
"It's about the rift."
She grunted a get-on-with-it affirmative and bit at the apple again.
"It's an existential threat to everyone, especially since Akatsuki took my research. If they manage to open the rift and pull Pain out, they'll do it all again. Everything Leaf lost on Nagi, everything that you fought for and Jiraiya died for, will have meant nothing."
"When you want to convince someone of something, aren't you supposed to make them feel good first?"
"Depends on the person, ma'am. I'm not trying to make you feel good, I'm trying to talk about facts. Maybe I can figure out how to close the rift. Maybe Akatsuki can't figure out how to open it. We can't rely on either of those things and, even if we could, Akatsuki would still be a problem. We need a Hokage who can deal with them. Someone with the power to make them back down and a political environment that will let them use that power. Ritsuo—Hagoromo couldn't do it and would be a disaster for Leaf in any case."
"No bias in that assessment," she said, setting the apple core down and taking a swig of her tea before fixing another fish pocket.
"With respect ma'am, don't jerk me around. You know it's true, I know it's true."
She shot him a narrow-eyed look and grunted. She swallowed the fish pocket and started rapidly plowing through a small pile of pickled vegetables.
"Lord Akimichi can't do it. He's an elite among elite jōnin, but what I know of him says he's not quite at that level. He doesn't have any of the ridiculous bullshit that you S-rank ninja throw around."
She snorted a laugh and then pounded herself on the chest as a pickled carrot went down the wrong pipe.
"Naruto is the best choice for what's coming, and I think you know that. He's been trained for the job since he could walk, and trained by the best. He's strong enough to give Akatsuki pause—or, if he isn't now then he will be in a few years, whereas both Hagoromo and Lord Akimichi have already peaked. He's smart, flexible, and a forward thinker. He's respected by everyone in the village, from the most progressive of the KEI to the hardest of the hard-line traditionalists. I suspect that even Hagoromo would admit to positive feelings, if the people over at T&I were able to pry his jaws open on the subject."
She snorted another laugh, still coughing around the carrot. Green medical chakra glowed through the skin over her sternum as the airway obstruction was pushed up and out.
"Stop trying to kill your Hokage, your treasonous little weasel," Tsunade said. Fortunately, there was amusement in the words.
Hazō smiled back. "I'll report to the killbox immediately after this conversation, ma'am. Final thought on the subject of Naruto: he's got an advantage that neither Lord Akimichi nor Hagoromo have. His Shadow Clones make the paperwork easy for him. Either of the others will need to prioritize, and some things will end up missed as a result. Naruto can simply do all of it."
"Huh." She chewed (carefully this time) a slice of pickled ginger, swallowed, and then added, "Fair point. Hadn't really considered that one."
"Thank you, ma'am. Anyway, that's my pitch for why he's a good choice. Now let's talk about the bribe: First off, I'm offering you thirty percent of the Gōketsu cash reserves. Here's the accounting." He slid a paper across to her.
She glanced at it and gave it a noncommittal grunt. "You know I'm the last scion of Clan Senju, right? And someone who's been getting paid for S-rank missions since before you were a speck of 'hey wanna get some' in your parents' eyes?"
Hazō winced. "Thank you very much for filling my head with images of my parents having sex."
She snorted amusement. "Part of that 'S-rank bullshit' you mentioned. Best hurry up. My plate's almost empty."
"Right. Thirty percent of our reserves is the footplant. Here's the windup." He opened another storage seal and produced a bag the size of a large waterskin which he proceeded to casually upend on her desk.
Sapphires and diamonds clattered on the scarred wood like rain, bouncing everywhere. Some of them spilled onto the floor.
Tsunade froze in shock, a bit of sushi dropping from her fingers as she forgot she was holding it.
"Oops," Hazō said, deadpan, as he glanced at the priceless stones that had fallen off the desk. "Sorry about that. Anyway, there's more where this came from.
"You've seen the footplant and the windup," he said, meeting her eyes. "Here's the kick: we're going to spread our gems—of which this is merely a fraction—around all markets on the continent. The Gōketsu will be pulling a huge amount of actual wealth, and if we're careful, nobody will figure out that these things are just shiny rocks. I'm prepared to offer you half of the first year's profit. Here's the estimates."
He lay another piece of paper on her desk, this one covered in line after line of Gaku's neat script. It was estimates of profit margins for various goods from Lightning, plus annotations about where in the Elemental Nations such goods could best be cashed out. At the bottom of the page was a number representing a very small but nontrivial percentage of a powerful nation's GDP.
"We have a source for these," Hazō said, gesturing to the stones. "She can supply them in amounts large enough that it might as well be infinite." The pronoun was a careful 'slip of the tongue', hopefully diverting Tsunade away from thoughts of Earthshaping and towards more prosaic potential sources.
"Yeah, Asuma's private journals talked about that whole Earthshaping thing," Tsunade said, not looking up from the financial document even as she scotched Hazō's carefully prepared misdirection. "The idea of pulling iron to the surface for easy mining looked pretty damn useful. Kurenai still has that gemstone statue of him that you made. It was on the shelf in her office last I saw."
"Ah. Right." Damnit.
She studied the page for a solid minute while he sat, waiting and stewing. Finally, she looked up.
"You're prepared to pledge me half of this if I vote for Naruto?" she demanded.
"Half of the first year's profits, yes. Plus these things"—he gestured at the stones that were scattered around—"and thirty percent of our cash reserves, which I can have in your hands before the vote."
She looked back at the paper, then looked up at him. Her face twisted sourly.
"I'll think about it," she grunted. She popped the last piece of sushi in her mouth, chewed and swallowed. "Also, you're out of time. Get out."
XP AWARD: 1 The update was only 3 hours long.
Brevity XP: 0
"GM had fun" XP: 1 The Mari scene was a blast.
It is now about 10:30am.
Voting remains closed for now. @Velorien (or @Paperclipped, if he convinces Velorien to hand over the next update slot) can choose to write the Shino and Chōza scenes from this plan or open voting for a new plan.
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Just FYI eaglejarl, Hazou's Severe hasn't yet healed to the point where he can make SCs. On the other hand, since I think this the third(?) time this exact mistake has been made in an update, maybe it's easier if Hazou's feeling better earlier than expected and he can make clones just fine now.
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Maybe since Tsunade is healing him instead of Noburi...?
IIRC the stipulation in this case was having a Medium + Severe at the same time and he healed the medium so...
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I thought this was why he could make them at all. Since he originally couldn't
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He can make them now that he only has a Severe. He couldn't make them when he had a Severe and a Medium.
It's only been like 3 days since this ruling.
Thanks, Mari. The sad thing is, she's probably right.
Now that's an epic Hazō moment.
