Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara Chapter 202 202: Time to Start Making Money

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Amidst laughter and joyous chatter, representatives from various clans stood together, each holding a golden shovel, tossing soil and laying the foundation for what would beco the cornerstone of the ninja academy's construction.

Those who had money contributed funds, those without money contributed labor, and those without either—well, they could only contribute their lives.

In any case, the first high-level eting of Konoha Village had co to a successful conclusion.

However, many unresolved issues remained, the most pressing of which was the village's current financial shortfall.

This era was vastly different from the peaceful and prosperous future. In the years to co, many parents living in security and comfort would be reluctant to let their children beco shinobi.

But for now, the people's mindset was far more pragmatic—nothing was more reliable than power held in one's own hands.

It was easy to predict that once the ninja academy was built, countless eager students would flock to it.

When that ti ca, the village's financial reserves would face an unprecedented strain.

Thus, not long after the eting ended, Tobirama stopped Kyōsuke just as he was about to leave.

"I need to ask you—how exactly do you plan to solve the financial issue?"

During the eting, it was inconvenient to argue in front of the other clans. But now that the outsiders had left, these concerns had to be addressed.

"Funding?" Kyōsuke responded with a smile. "For the initial phase, the money we've gathered should be enough to last us a while."

"Hmph. And how long is 'a while'? A year? Two years?"

"Don't be so hasty. We can use this ti to think of other ways."

"What ways?"

"I'm not telling you."

With an infuriatingly composed expression, Kyōsuke turned and walked away, as if he had everything under control.

Seeing this, Hashirama, who knew Kyōsuke well, patted his younger brother's shoulder with a laugh. "Trust him. There's never been anything he wanted to do that he hasn't succeeded in."

"I understand," Tobirama admitted with a frown. "But we can't let him steal all the spotlight."

"Sigh… let's talk about it later."

Not wanting to be dragged into the discussion, Hashirama swiftly made his escape before Tobirama could change the topic again.

Left standing there alone, Tobirama sighed in frustration. His elder brother was truly hopeless in these matters.

The recent eting had settled many key issues—the village's official na had been confird, forehead protectors had been designated, and even the uniforms had a standardized design.

Yet, the most critical matter remained untouched from beginning to end.

Who would take on the title of Hokage?

At present, the Uchiha Clan held the greatest power. With both Madara and Kyōsuke standing at the pinnacle of strength, they could easily crush the Senju.

To counterbalance them, the Sarutobi and Shimura clans had been brought in. As more clans rged into the village, they would gradually gain greater influence over Konoha's decision-making body.

At that point, who would be chosen as Hokage was still up in the air.

This was Tobirama's plan—to use collective power to force the Uchiha into compromise.

If they refused?

Then there was a simple solution—leave Konoha if they dared. Otherwise, they would have to accept the order established by everyone.

The only problem was that, at present, no one had truly stepped into the highest echelons of power.

Sarutobi Sasuke was still lacking, and the puppet-like leader of the Shimura Clan was utterly useless.

Only by securing a seat in the highest decision-making circle could they truly stand as equals against Madara and Kyōsuke.

As for the establishnt of the ninja academy, Tobirama was content to let the Uchiha handle it. He had no desire to personally oversee such matters.

Instead, he planned to leave the village for a ti—to seek out soone with the power to counterbalance the Uchiha.

Surveying the entirety of the Land of Fire, only one force had the potential to intervene in the struggle between the two great clans—the Hyūga Clan, which had been silently growing in strength in the east.

Five years ago, Hyūga Tenjin and Kyōsuke had vanished at the sa ti. If Tobirama believed that was pure coincidence, he'd be lying to himself.

With his eloquence and persuasion, Tobirama was confident that he could convince Hyūga Yayoi to join their cause.

When that ti ca, by any ans necessary, he would ensure she entered the highest decision-making circle.

Once that happened, Konoha would no longer be dictated by the Uchiha alone.

And if push ca to shove, if a final confrontation was inevitable—then with that woman's formidable Tenseigan, the Senju side would still stand a chance at victory.

"Just wait, evil Uchiha," Tobirama murmured to himself.

"Konoha will ultimately belong to the Senju."

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After returning to the Uchiha compound, Madara imdiately sought out Kyōsuke, eager to hear how he planned to resolve the village's financial crisis.

"We can't just go rob other countries, can we?" Madara remarked. But from the look in his eyes, he seed more than a little tempted.

"Of course not. I'm a civilized man," Kyōsuke replied with a smirk. Since Madara was one of his own, he had no reason to keep his plans a secret.

"I have three solutions to address the funding shortage."

"First, we work on drawing in more clans."

"Their contributions will help cover our short-term financial gap while simultaneously strengthening Konoha's overall power."

"Second, we establish direct communication with the Daimyō of the Land of Fire."

"We make it clear to him—Konoha can serve as the blade in his hand, protecting both the country's territory and his personal safety. But in return, he must provide substantial support in both economic and public affairs."

"If he agrees, we can assign elite shinobi to act as his personal guards around the clock. I have no doubt that the Daimyō will make the right choice."

"And the third…"

Hearing the first two proposals, Madara couldn't help but feel impressed. No wonder Kyōsuke had managed to amass such vast financial resources—his foresight and strategic thinking were far beyond the average person.

Just as Madara was getting engrossed in the conversation, Kyōsuke suddenly stopped talking.

Madara frowned. "Why did you stop?"

"I have a question for you—how's your control over the Nine-Tails?"

"It's excellent," Madara replied without hesitation. There was none of his earlier reluctance; in fact, he now seed quite satisfied with it.

"Exactly. The Tailed Beasts are incredibly useful." Kyōsuke continued, "Now, tell —if you had known in advance what it ant to wield one, how much would you have been willing to pay to obtain it?"

"I would have given everything," Madara admitted, his eyes narrowing as realization dawned.

The pieces clicked together in his mind, and his expression shifted from admiration to outright disbelief.

"Wait—you're suggesting that we… sell the Nine-Tails?!"

He was utterly shocked—wasn't that as good as giving up his own life?

"…Stop spending so much ti with Hashirama. I swear, your intelligence is declining at an alarming rate."

After a mont of exasperation, Kyōsuke finally revealed his true plan.

"Apart from the Nine-Tails, there are still eight other Tailed Beasts in the world."

"We will capture them—then sell them to other nations."

"Once they see what you've achieved with the Nine-Tails, any leader with a shred of intelligence will understand the true value of a Jinchūriki."

"And like you said . . . they'll be willing to pay any price."

Selling Tailed Beasts… At first, Madara found the idea brilliant, but after a mont's thought, a flaw in the plan beca apparent.

"Kyōsuke, if we sell the Tailed Beasts, our enemies could one day use them against us." He voiced his concern.

"Hah." Kyōsuke waved a hand dismissively. "Who said that just because we sell sothing, it belongs to the buyer forever?"

"If I happen to be traveling and am suddenly ambushed by a Jinchūriki, and in self-defense, I kill them and reseal their beast… isn't that completely reasonable?"

Madara's brow twitched.

Kyōsuke continued, utterly unfazed.

"Even if they get angry, so what? Once they've witnessed the power of a Tailed Beast, no matter the cost, they'll always want to buy another."

"This isn't just a business . . . it's an endlessly profitable cycle."

Madara stared at him in silence.

There was only one thought in his mind.

This guy… was utterly shaless.

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