So everyone took action.
The burial was crude, impromptu, but symbolic. They dug a shallow pit not far from the central square of Konoha and laid the lifeless bodies of Otsutsuki Urashiki, Kinshiki, and Momoshiki into the dirt. Without ceremony, without prayers, they were covered by soil and stone—claimed, in essence, by the land of Konoha. It was enough.
And in that moment, Souta Kazuki communicated with the system, his voice calm but filled with anticipation.
"System! Since those buried within Konoha are registered as part of the village's undead, if I bury these three guys here, can I summon them too?"
[Yes!]
Hearing the accurate reply from the system, Souta Kazuki's eyes lit up with a sharp glint.
"System, then exchange three golden summonings for me! That's right—according to your classifications, golden summonings are usually for Hokage-level strength. But these three… they're beyond that. Strictly speaking, they're Six Paths level... So can golden summoning even bring them out?"
[Warm Tips!
The system has unlocked a new module—Colored Summoning!
The host can consume 1 billion ryo to exchange for a colored summoning!
Colored summoning allows summoning and revival of Six Paths-level powerhouses!]
Souta was momentarily stunned."System… why are you raising the price?! Golden summoning was 100 million, now colored summoning costs 1 billion?! What about Uchiha Madara then?! He had the Rinnegan—he's at the Six Paths level too, right?!"
[Uchiha Madara's peak form is Six Paths Madara.Before death, he hadn't unlocked that form.
So within the system's classification, he remains at the Hokage level.
If he awakens the Six Paths form and dies again, it will cost half a colored summoning—500 million ryo—to revive.]
Souta exhaled through his nose, amused and annoyed.
"Alright, alright. You're the system—you make the rules, huh?"
He didn't argue further. In truth, having access to colored summoning was a blessing in disguise. Especially now. As the Hokage of Konoha Village, Souta Kazuki was flush with funds. Mobilizing 3 billion ryo? Not an issue.
Sure, it might stretch the village's finances temporarily—but that was nothing compared to the rewards he would reap from the wars he intended to start.
Yes, war was coming.
He would first exhaust the military might of the other Hidden Villages, letting Konoha grow stronger through conflict. Victory by attrition. Konoha would be reborn in blood and conquest, and in time, Souta would swallow the entire Ninja World under one banner—his own.
But before that, he had to revive every Konoha shinobi worth reviving. Once the world was unified, the lines of desperate mourners begging for their loved ones to be brought back would be endless—and Souta wouldn't have the time or patience to sort through the rubble of history then.
And if others wanted to revive their ancestors? Fine. But first they had to pay—pay dearly, and move the graves into Konoha soil. Let the world dig itself into debt for a glimpse of what Souta could do.
With this strategy clear in his heart, Souta looked over at the ever-loyal Uchiha Shisui, head of Konoha's logistics division.
"Shisui-senpai!"
Shisui straightened. "Yes, Hokage-sama?"
Unlike others, Shisui never dropped his formalities. Even in death, even in resurrection, he treated Souta with the same solemn respect.
"Mobilize 3 billion ryo for me from the logistics department."
"Understood."
Without hesitation, Shisui gave the command, and shinobi moved swiftly to deliver the funds. Meanwhile, standing nearby, Uchiha Madara's brows furrowed in confusion.
"Three billion? Are you seriously spending that much just to revive those three aliens?!"
Souta chuckled. "This isn't just any summoning. It's a new tier I've unlocked—colored summoning. Those three are Six Paths level. One billion ryo per head."
Madara's eye twitched. "...You're saying those damn Otsutsuki cost ten times more than reviving me or Hashirama?"
Hashirama blinked. "Huh? Yeah! We only cost 100 million each, but they're worth 1 billion?! That's insane!"
Madara scowled darkly. "Tch. That's nonsense. That damn wooden block and I reshaped the world with our battle… and we're only worth 100 million?!"
But suddenly, a memory floated into Madara's mind—when he was first summoned back, he had asked Souta how much it cost to bring him back. Souta's answer had been… disappointing.
Hashirama, clueless as ever, turned to him curiously.
"Hey Madara... now that I think about it, you were the first to be summoned, right? How much did Souta spend to bring you back?"
Madara coughed awkwardly, avoiding eye contact. "Ahem... well… of course he spent 100 million! Just like you! Obviously. I mean, do we even need to ask such things?! It's common sense!"
Hashirama tilted his head, unconvinced. "Madara———you're acting kinda weird. Are you hiding something?"
"Shut up, idiot! Why would I hide anything?! Focus! Once the Otsutsuki are resurrected, we need to subdue them immediately. Only Sage Art sealing techniques work—no exceptions!"
At that moment, Souta came over with a sly grin."Teacher… what's there to be embarrassed about? So I didn't spend any money on you—so what? That just proves your uniqueness! Everyone else costs money—even the weakest Genin costs me 10,000 ryo!"
He leaned closer, voice dropping.
"But you?
You're the Shura of the Ninja World. I didn't spend a single ryo!Hehehehehehe... For free!!!"
"Hashirama's jaw dropped. "Wait... you didn't even pay to bring him back?!"
Madara's face turned beet red.
"Ahhhhhhh!!! You damned little devil! You're evil to the bone, Souta!!!"