This ninja in Naruto is unscientific

Chapter 72 The Shift in the Consultant's Attitude

Although the Second Shinobi World War has ended, the wounds left by the war cannot be healed by a few armistice agreements.

Hokage Building, Ministry of Finance Office.

Outside the window, fallen leaves rustled in the desolate air, while inside, a gloomy and somber atmosphere prevailed.

Konoha advisor Koharu Utatane sat behind a mountain of documents, her heavy dark circles under her eyes clearly visible even in the dim light.

Holding a pen in her hand, she hesitated for a long time between several reports, and finally could only let out a long sigh.

"Lord Xiaochun, this is the supplementary budget sent by the medical team..." A subordinate nervously handed over a document.

"Medical class? Didn't they just allocate ten million taels last week?" Koharu's voice was a little hoarse.

"That's money for buying medicine, but now there are many wounded soldiers on the front lines who have been poisoned by the Sand Village ninjas. Due to impaired bodily functions, they are unable to continue their missions, and the village must pay them disability pensions every month. Add to that the compensation for the families of those ninjas who died in battle... this shortfall can no longer be closed."

Xiaochun turned to her room, closed her eyes, and rubbed her throbbing temples.

Konoha was nominally the winner of the Second Shinobi World War, but this victory was built on an extremely strained financial foundation.

The village walls need to be reinforced, the ninja academy needs to increase its investment in teaching materials to cultivate the next generation, the bombed streets need to be repaved... each of these items involves astronomical sums.

Worse still, after the war ended, the daimyo's financial allocations were actually reduced significantly due to the "entering of a period of peace."

"Red numbers, all red." Looking at the shocking deficit on the ledger, Koharu Tsurugi felt for the first time that managing a village's purse was more torturous than fighting on the battlefield.

During World War I, with the second generation leader around, she didn't have to worry about these things at all, and she now quite misses those days.

Just then, a regular and steady knocking sounded on the door.

"Go in," Xiaochun replied without looking up.

The door was pushed open, and a sharp yet restrained aura rushed in.

Koharu was slightly startled. She looked up and saw Uchiha Fugaku, dressed in a dark blue robe and with a solemn expression.

"Fugaku? What trouble has arisen at the police department again?" Koharu Utatane's tone revealed an undisguised weariness. "If it's an application for repair funds, I suggest you come back next month. Right now, the village can't even scrape together enough money to buy shuriken for the ninja academy."

Fugaku did not reply immediately. He calmly walked to his desk and placed a thick scroll bearing the double seals of the Security Department and "Peace Comprehensive Services Co., Ltd." on it.

"Lord Xiaochun, I'm not here to ask for money today."

Fugaku's voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet office.

"I am here on behalf of the Konoha Police Department and all the ninja tool manufacturing shops affiliated with the Police Department to pay last month's business taxes and 'management fees'."

Xiaochun, who was turning the room, was stunned. She subconsciously picked up the scroll and slowly unrolled it.

At first, her movements were casual, but as her gaze swept over the long string of zeros at the end of the scroll, this consultant, who had experienced two major upheavals and was as hard as stone, suddenly stood up from her chair.

"How much...how much is this?!"

"Last month, Heian Co., Ltd. undertook the security business of sixteen major trading companies in the Land of Fire; at the same time, a total of twenty-eight ninja tool shops in the village signed OEM agreements to sell a total of 12,000 civilian self-defense kits."

Fugaku looked directly at Koharu Utatane, his expression calm and his tone composed:

"After deducting necessary costs and profits for each shop owner, this is the portion that should be handed over to the village's finances this month, according to the '30/70 split' agreement previously signed with the village."

The land is divided into three parts: 70% and 30% belongs to the village.

"A total of... 360 million taels?!" Koharu's voice was slightly off-key.

Three hundred and sixty million!

This money can not only cover all the compensation for this year's wounded, but also build a brand new combat simulation hall for the ninja academy, and incidentally repair the section of wall on the north side of the village that has been delayed for half a year.

This isn't just tax revenue; it's a lifesaver!

"How can there be so many..." Koharu Utatane muttered to herself. Although she knew that the Tianxi Ninja Tool Shop was very popular recently, she did not expect that the standardized OEM that Nishikawa Tetsu had created could form such a terrifying scale in just one month.

"Because now it's not just ninjas who need equipment," Fugaku explained calmly. "In our plan, all the common people, merchants, and even the servants of the Daimyo's household in the Land of Fire are our customers. In the past, ninja tool shops only made money from ninjas, which was called a zero-sum game; now we are making money from the entire society, which is called an incremental market."

Fugaku recalled the fanatical look in Nishikawa Tetsu's eyes when he said those words, and sighed inwardly once again: That kid's brain is truly something else.

Koharu, the woman in the tether, gripped the scroll tightly, looking at Fugaku with a complicated expression.

In her preconceived notion, the Uchiha clan was arrogant, extreme, and unruly.

But now, this young Uchiha clan leader has actually sent over a huge sum of money that could revive Konoha's finances.

The saying "He who takes a man's money is bound to him" applies equally to politics.

"Fugaku, you did a great job... no, the police department did a great job." Koharu Utatane forced a kind smile onto her stiff face, even changing her form of address. "This money is of great significance to the village right now. I will report to the Third Boss immediately and apply for a collective commendation for your police department."

"No need for commendation." Fugaku nodded slightly. "We'll be satisfied as long as the village approves Assistant Nishikawa's application for the construction of the 'Scientific Research Institute' on time."

"Approved! Go back and tell Nishikawa Tetsu that as long as he doesn't demolish the Hokage Building, the Ministry of Finance will give him the green light for all his materials and land applications!" Koharu Utatane waved her hand, and at that moment she actually found Fugaku extremely pleasing to the eye.

In the past, it was always the village that gave money to others; this is the first time that others have given money to the village.

Stepping out of the Ministry of Finance office, Fugaku took a deep breath of fresh air.

He glanced back at the brightly lit Hokage Building, silently reciting Nishikawa Tetsu's words: "When you, senior, hold the power to distribute the entire village's wages, you will no longer need to threaten anyone with your Sharingan. They will proactively weave the strongest defense for you."

Just as Fugaku was about to leave, an old man with a cane and an aura of coldness slowly walked out from around the corner of the corridor.

Danzo Shimura stared intently at Fugaku Uchiha with his single eye, his face clouded with rage. He had clearly heard the commotion in the office earlier.

"Fugaku, I underestimated your methods," Danzo said hoarsely. "Using money to corrupt the village's leadership—is this the Uchiha's new strategy?"

Fugaku stopped and turned his head. The shape of his Mangekyou Sharingan flashed briefly in his black pupils, revealing an extremely confident composure.

"Lord Danzo, this is not corruption."

Fugaku patted the baton at his waist, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"This is the social responsibility that science brings. If you have any objections, you can suggest that the Ministry of Finance refuse to accept these 300 million taels. However, in that case, you might need to personally go and appease the ninjas who won't receive their money at tomorrow's pension distribution ceremony."

After saying this, Fugaku ignored Danzo's ashen face and left.

At this moment, he truly understood what Nishikawa Tetsu had said.