Rita couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride as Tengoku praised her puppet show. The warmth from Chinatsu's gratitude and Tengoku's appreciation for her story made her feel like she was doing something right, fostering a comfortable environment even in the midst of serious negotiations.
Rita glanced at Chinatsu, noticing her rapt attention on the marionettes. A warm smile spread across Rita's face as she watched her new friend’s interest bloom. It was heartening to see someone so genuinely captivated by her craft, and it only added to the sense of camaraderie at the table.
"You know," Rita began, her voice carrying a hint of pride, "I've been crafting some extras as practice to improve my engineering skills. If anyone is interested, they'd certainly be welcome to one."
She looked around the table, making eye contact with each person. It was a diplomatic gesture, an offering of goodwill to their distinguished guest Tengoku, their leader Yamato, and the ever-curious Chinatsu.
As she made the offer, her mind was already racing with ideas. She knew she’d have to make Chinatsu’s puppet extra special. Perhaps something with intricate details and unique features, a puppet that would reflect Chinatsu’s elegance and grace.
“I’d be delighted to share my work,” Rita continued, directing her gaze at Chinatsu and Tengoku, hoping they would appreciate the gesture. "Each puppet is a labor of love and a testament to our rich tradition."
Rita frowned slightly as she listened to the ongoing discussion. The idea of trading countries like they were trading cards left a bitter taste in her mouth. Despite Yamato’s assertions, she couldn’t shake the feeling that the Land of Mountains wasn’t really theirs in any meaningful sense. It was a place with its own history, its own culture, and its own people.
She was a nationalist, sure, but that didn’t mean she wanted to take over other places. Rather, she wanted her country to be strong and unique in its own right. The thought of assimilating another land, regardless of its historical ties, felt wrong. It was akin to stripping away the individuality and heritage that made each region special.
Rita kept her thoughts to herself, knowing that voicing her opinion wouldn’t be popular in this setting. She didn’t want to disrupt the negotiations or seem unsupportive of Yamato’s leadership. Still, her mind was abuzz with conflicting emotions, her frown deepening momentarily before she forced a neutral expression back onto her face.
The moment Tengoku released his chakra suppression, the air in the room shifted dramatically. It was as if a palpable weight had descended upon them, pressing down from all directions. Even for Rita, who lacked sensory abilities, the change was unmistakable. Her chest tightened slightly, and she felt a subtle tremor in her hands. It was as if the very air had thickened, making it just a bit harder to breathe.
The lights flickered momentarily, casting brief shadows that danced along the walls. Rita's mind raced to comprehend the magnitude of the chakra presence. She had felt strong chakras before, but this was on an entirely different level. The pressure was almost tangible, like an invisible force exerting itself on her very being.
Beads of sweat formed on her brow, not from exertion or heat, but from the sheer overwhelming presence of Tengoku's chakra. It was a reminder of the kind of power he held, a power that was both awe-inspiring and intimidating. She glanced around the room, noting similar reactions from her companions. Yamato’s vision had blurred momentarily, and Chinatsu’s usual composed demeanor had been briefly disrupted, though she quickly regained her composure.
The room itself seemed to react to the chakra release. The walls almost seemed to hum with energy, and there was a faint, barely noticeable vibration in the floor. For a brief moment, Rita felt as if they were standing in the eye of a storm, with Tengoku at its very center.
Yet, despite the intense pressure, Rita managed to keep her focus. She understood that this display wasn’t meant to threaten, but to reveal the true extent of Tengoku’s strength and the importance of the alliance they were discussing. She took a steadying breath, letting the weight of the chakra settle around her like a heavy blanket, grounding herself in the gravity of the moment.
“Indeed, it’s quite an exciting time,” she said softly, her voice steady despite the lingering pressure. Her words were a testament to her resolve and the significance she placed on the negotiations.
Rita leaned towards Yamato, her voice barely above a whisper as she offered her advice. "You know, my lord, I'm not sure we have the manpower to secure more real estate right now. Frankly speaking, we don't have enough to secure our own village, and I'm pretty sure they know that. Be careful not to trade too much for land we might not be able to keep in the long run."
The harsh reality of Iwa's situation weighed heavily on her mind. After Raijin had robbed their vault, they were in dire straits. Rebuilding into a proper superpower required a substantial cash flow, and gaining control of the Land of Mountains might provide that, just as other major villages hoarded territory to fill their coffers. However, the real question was how long they could maintain their grip on the Land of Mountains before another party seized it from them.
Without any X-rank ninja and not even a single S-rank to call their own, they were vulnerable. A country with real force backing it could easily overwhelm them. Take the Leaf, for example. Tengoku, the person sent to negotiate, could single-handedly decimate Iwa. The combined efforts of the village might only slow him down for a few seconds, if they were lucky.
Rita's frown deepened as she thought about the precariousness of their situation. She knew that rebuilding their strength was a top priority, but it had to be done wisely. Expanding too quickly could spread their already thin resources even thinner, making them even more vulnerable. She hoped Yamato would consider her words carefully as he navigated the delicate negotiations.
Looking back at Chinatsu and the rest of the group, she managed a small smile, trying to keep her concerns from showing too much.
Rita leaned forward slightly, a thoughtful look on her face. "You know," she began, her voice carrying a blend of reflection and optimism, "I think history has proven that our villages are at their best when they work together. Take one of Iwa's greatest heroes, for example Kotoshura Yui, the pride of our clan. She spent a stint as a Konoha jounin, during which time I'm told she beat the tar out of the Nine-Tails Bijuu before eventually returning to her homeland and becoming Tsuchikage. Heck, I believe at least one of your Hokages was born here in Iwa."
She paused, allowing the weight of her words to settle in the room. "I know things haven't always been easy between our two villages, but that alone proves that there should be plenty of room for... collaboration." Her eyes flickered with a hint of hope as she glanced around the table.
"We have a shared history of remarkable individuals who have bridged our villages, and I think that speaks volumes about our potential to work together effectively. Our differences have often highlighted our unique strengths, and when combined, those strengths can be formidable. I believe that if we focus on our common goals and mutual respect, we can forge an alliance that not only benefits both of our villages but also sets an example for others. Collaboration has always been our greatest strength, and I see no reason why we can't continue that tradition."
Rita's gaze returned to Tengoku, her expression earnest. She hoped her words would resonate, not just with him but with everyone present, emphasizing the potential for a prosperous alliance rooted in their shared history and mutual respect.
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