"Tell what else you want."
Kawakaze could sense that Kakuzu still had sothing he was hesitant to say.
"The Konoha leadership cannot attack again," Kakuzu finally admitted what was on his mind.
"Okay, I promise," Kawakaze replied with a clean and decisive answer, leaving Kakuzu montarily stunned.
"I'll head back to take care of official business in a bit. You haven't caused much trouble for Konoha anyway, so letting you go is no big deal. But, well..." Kawakaze's tone shifted, and Kakuzu imdiately beca more attentive.
"Just say it," Kakuzu urged, his eyes full of expectation—a look that greatly pleased Kawakaze.
"You can't ntion this money to anyone else, understand?" Kawakaze said in a low voice, finishing with a sly wink.
"I understand, I understand," Kakuzu responded quickly, finally lowering his guard. He realized that as long as Kawakaze wanted to keep this money under wraps, he wouldn't dare reclaim it. If it beca public, the money would be classified as public funds, leaving Kawakaze without a single coin to his na.
"I'm relieved, then. I can explain to my wife when I go back," Kawakaze said with a warm smile. Only he himself knew the darkness behind that expression.
He never intended to keep the money for himself, and Tsunade wouldn't stoop to pocketing it either. Nine hundred million ryō was a significant sum, but it wasn't life-changing for them.
"Heh, Lady Hokage is really a person of character," Kakuzu mused aloud, his tone free of suspicion. He had heard rumors about Konoha's Hokage being addicted to gambling—a person with a fondness for money. In Kakuzu's mind, Kawakaze and Tsunade were cut from the sa cloth, both inherently untrustworthy.
"Alright, let's not waste any more ti talking," Kawakaze said as he stood, ready to leave. "I'll go find soone to treat you. Just make sure you handle the rest."
"I know, I know," Kakuzu replied, a grin spreading across his face.
Though distressed about the money, Kakuzu felt fortunate to have secured his life in the process.
"Okay, just wait a mont." Kawakaze pulled the door open and stepped out, a growing smile he couldn't suppress spreading across his face.
"Lord Kawakaze, have you finished questioning him?" one of the original Anbu asked. They had stayed nearby, ready to respond to Kawakaze's call at any mont.
"Almost. Just keep an eye on things from outside. I'll be right back," Kawakaze replied before disappearing with a smile, leaving the group behind.
"Big Brother, I'm back." Kawakaze plopped down on the sofa with a loud thud.
"So soon?" Sakumo asked, a hint of surprise in his voice. He had known for so ti what Kawakaze had to take care of.
"Don't you know who I am?" Kawakaze said smugly, his tone dripping with arrogance that practically begged for a reprimand.
"Okay, just tell what's up." Sakumo's sharp gaze made it clear that he wasn't in the mood for gas. If they weren't brothers, Kawakaze would have imdiately sensed sothing was amiss.
"Call the dical-nin. And Minato too," Kawakaze said without hesitation, going straight to the point.
Not long after, Minato and a dical-nin arrived at Sakumo's office.
"You'll co with in a mont," Kawakaze instructed, pointing at the dical-nin.
"Yes, Lord Kawakaze," the dical-nin replied respectfully.
"Minato, co here," Kawakaze beckoned. Minato approached slowly, and Kawakaze leaned in to whisper sothing into his ear.
"Did you get it?" Kawakaze asked after he finished.
"Got it, Sensei. I'll go take care of it right away," Minato replied, though his expression under the mask twitched slightly. Sensei is really shaless!
"Let's move," Kawakaze said, twisting his neck with a satisfied grin, clearly pleased with what he considered a brilliant plan.
The dical-nin followed him out the door, while Minato and Sakumo exchanged brief goodbyes before departing as well.
...
"Treat him," Kawakaze said, pointing to Kakuzu as he led the dical-nin to Interrogation Room 3.
"Yes," the dical-nin replied, a bit confused but following the order without question.
"Thank you," Kakuzu said politely this ti, sitting quietly without his usual ferocity.
"Hm," the dical-nin responded softly, not saying much more. Green Chakra glowed in his hands as he began healing Kakuzu's injuries.
After about a quarter of an hour, the dical-nin, now sweating profusely, completed the treatnt.
"Lord Kawakaze, he has recovered," the dical-nin reported, having poured all his effort into the healing.
"You've worked hard. You may go now; your efforts will be rewarded in the future," Kawakaze said.
At this, Kakuzu's mouth curved slightly. In his mind, he pictured Kawakaze bribing the dical-nin, which sohow made him feel even more reassured.
"I don't deserve it," the dical-nin replied humbly before withdrawing. He was already grateful for the chance to assist Kawakaze and wouldn't dare expect a reward.
"What do you say—half of it first?" Kawakaze asked as he sat down in front of Kakuzu again.
"No problem," Kakuzu agreed without hesitation.
"You don't really have it on you, do you?" Kawakaze asked, almost pitying the thought if Kakuzu did. A body search beforehand would have sufficed.
"No, how could I carry that much?" Kakuzu replied, dispelling Kawakaze's doubts.
"I have it deposited in the banks of several major countries. The passwords are the key, not the person," Kakuzu explained. "I'll give you a few passwords first, and you can let go once you confirm them."
Kakuzu wasn't even trying to deceive Kawakaze, but he still feared his honesty might be doubted.
"Alright. If you're easy to talk to, I'll be easy to talk to as well," Kawakaze said. "Once you confirm the passwords and there's no issue, I'll personally ensure you're sent straight out of the village." He spoke as though he were a man of his word.
"Do you have a pen and paper?" Kakuzu asked, glancing around the room but finding nothing on the table.
"It's just a few sets of passwords. How could I not rember them?" Kawakaze said dismissively with a smile.
"That one is really a bit hard to rember," Kakuzu countered, knowing how complex his own passwords were.
"It's fine. Just say it," Kawakaze said, exuding inexplicable confidence in his mory.
"Okay." Kakuzu leaned closer and began speaking the passwords. Kawakaze listened intently, showing no reaction.
After Kakuzu finished, he looked at Kawakaze, his eyes full of inquiry.
"Soone, get paper and a pen," Kawakaze finally said, scratching his head. This password was far too complicated to morize.
"I understand. I made it too complicated," Kakuzu admitted, silently cursing him but taking the bla outwardly.
"It's still more convenient to write it down," Kawakaze muttered, his face turning slightly red. Internally, he berated himself for overestimating his abilities. In the real world, overconfidence could lead to embarrassnt.
An Anbu mber quickly brought paper and a pen. Kakuzu accepted them, then glanced at Kawakaze, silently asking if the Anbu should step aside to keep their dealings private.
"Don't worry, we're on the sa side," Kawakaze said, leaving the Anbu mber puzzled. When did Kawakaze beco aligned with a prisoner? Nevertheless, the Anbu stayed silent and stood to the side.
"That's fine then," Kakuzu said, and with no further hesitation, he neatly wrote down a few sets of passwords on the paper.
"There's a total of 500 million ryō in there," Kakuzu said as he handed over the paper and pen to Kawakaze with a flourish. "A little more than half, but it doesn't matter."
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