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Looking at Madara Uchiha standing before him, Hirofumi Ito said exactly one word.
“Money!”
“What the hell?!” Madara Uchiha didn’t register it for a moment.
He had just asked this kid what price an ability like that demanded, so why was the kid talking about money?!
Could something this heaven-defying really be accomplished just by spending cash?!
Ridiculous!
“Kid, I am asking you what price needs to be paid! Don’t tell me you’re actually trying to ask me for money?! I have nothing right now — I rely on you for my meals! Do I look like someone who has money to you?!”
Hirofumi Ito set his wine cup down.
“Madara! Didn’t you just ask me what it costs to use the Summoning Technique on a soul from the Netherworld and bring them back?! That cost is money! Silver coins, to be precise!”
“Nani?!”
Madara Uchiha’s face was pure disbelief.
A method this terrifying, a technique this heaven-defying!
How could it possibly be done just by spending money?!
“Kid! Do you think I’m an idiot?! Are you messing with me?! If the price is too steep, just say so — I never demanded you summon anything for me! Trying to fool me with talk of money, you don’t actually think I’m some kind of fool, do you?!”
Hirofumi Ito felt a wave of helplessness wash over him.
“See, you asked and I told you. Now that I’ve told you, you don’t believe me. What exactly do you want me to do?!”
He spread his hands as he said it.
“It’s not that I don’t believe you! It’s just that this is far too absurd to wrap my head around! How could reviving a soul from the dead be something done so easily?! If spending money was all it took, wouldn’t everyone who ever died have come back by now?!”
Madara Uchiha still couldn’t make himself believe it.
“Haah… I knew you wouldn’t. I don’t fully understand the specifics myself, but ever since I visited the Netherworld that one time, I’ve come to understand a bit more about this ability…”
Hirofumi Ito had no intention of mentioning the Summoning System, but he still owed Madara Uchiha at least some kind of explanation, after all, he was counting on Madara to help him make money down the line.
After a short pause, he continued.
“All I need is a certain amount of silver coins, and I can summon a soul using the Summoning Technique and revive them perfectly, exactly like you. But it isn’t without limits. I can only summon ninja, Genin-level at minimum. Regular civilians are off the table…”
The Summoning System had no civilian option.
Any soul he summoned had to have possessed Chakra in life, which at minimum put them at Genin level.
As Hirofumi Ito laid it all out so clearly, something stirred in Madara Uchiha.
Could everything this kid was saying actually be true?!
If it was, then this ability was absolutely terrifying…
Just by spending money, he could summon all the great fighters of the past.
This was simply too heaven-defying!
“Kid, since you seem to have it all figured out, how much silver does it take to summon one ninja?!”
“Now that’s the right question! Ninja of different strengths naturally cost different amounts. Ten thousand silver coins summons a Genin. One hundred thousand gets a Chunin. One million for a Jonin, ten million for an elite Jonin… And at one hundred million silver coins, what comes out is a Hokage-level powerhouse. Someone like you.”
Madara Uchiha was beginning to understand.
“So… you’re saying a ninja’s rank determines the silver cost?! But there seems to be a loophole here. If a ninja’s actual combat strength is enormous but their rank is only Genin, wouldn’t you be getting a massive bargain?! And the reverse — wouldn’t you be taking a massive loss?!”
It was a question Hirofumi Ito had already put to the Summoning System himself.
At the time, he had raised the exact same concern.
The Summoning System’s answer was that the rank it used was its own internal classification, completely separate from real-world ninja rankings.
Take Might Guy’s father, Might Duy.
Might Duy’s actual rank was only Genin, yet at full power, Might Duy had Hokage-level strength.
Summoning someone like that would still cost one hundred million Wealth Value, one hundred million silver coins.
There was no sneaking in a bargain for ten thousand.
Hirofumi Ito hadn’t complained about that explanation.
If anything, it worked in his favor, he’d never take a loss.
What if he ended up summoning someone like Danzō Shimura, all reputation and not enough substance to back it up?
That would be a disaster.
So he explained it simply.
“There’s no loophole. This ability assesses a soul’s strength on its own. The situation you’re describing won’t happen.”
Madara Uchiha gave a nod.
“So what you’re saying is, if you wanted to summon someone at my level right now, you’d need one hundred million silver coins?! That’s what you mean?!”
“Yes. Exactly.”
“Then summoning me and bringing me back already cost you one hundred million silver coins?!”
“No, no, no. It didn’t.” Hirofumi Ito shook his head.
“What do you mean?! Is your ability saying I’m not worth that much?!”
Madara Uchiha’s temper flared.
The great Madara Uchiha, worth less than a Hokage?!
Was this ability actually broken?
“There you go again!
You didn’t cost any money.
You were free.
On the house.
Do you understand?!
One hundred million silver coins, where would I even find one hundred million silver coins?!
I could sell off my entire clan and still not scrape a hundred million together!
My ability handed you to me for free.
All things considered, my luck wasn’t bad at all, I actually pulled you out.
If you do the math, I made out like a bandit here…”
At this moment, Madara Uchiha’s mood was anything but pleasant!
Especially those two words Hirofumi Ito had just used, free.
On the house.
The great Madara Uchiha was worthless.
Free.
On the house!
Oh, wonderful.
Fantastic.
Great!
What the hell!
Still, this kid at least had enough sense to understand that summoning him was the bargain of a lifetime!
Because those so-called Hokage-level powerhouses?
In front of him, they’d be crushed with a single kick.
He was at his peak right now.
With the Rinnegan open, even that blockhead Hashirama Senju might not be his match.
To say nothing of some so-called Hokage!
That Hiruzen Sarutobi?!
Not that he was looking down on anyone.
One hand was all it would take!
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