| [Mar. 12th, 2009|11:28 pm] |
"If I did," Ginta said, "and I was right, I'd be a wealthy man. Of course I'm already a wealthy man, technically. But my money's all in trust, mostly. The family money, I mean." He jangled the coins in his pockets, taking one of the large fifty-ryou pieces out to toss it glinting in the sun.
"With what happened with Kumo, after, there was a lot of suspicion. A lot. But it was all blind alleys. Of course there was plenty of other fallout from the Kumo mess, but as far as anyone knows, they don't have the know-how to summon a bijou. 'Specially not a nine-tail. There's some rumors Suna was experimenting, but it's all rumors, nothing substantiated. If they are, it'll probably come back to bite them on the ass. And they were weak after the war, anyway. Nothing for them to gain breaking their truce with us."
It was interesting to talk to someone who hadn't been there for any of it, to recap for him the highlights.
"I figure, whoever was behind it, either they were doing an experiment and it got out of control, or they had a really serious grudge against Konoha. Or maybe both. Know who I mean? Snakey-snakey man. No offense, but I gotta agree with my grandfather on that one: your dad shoulda hunted him down and killed him the second he turned traitor." |
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