Immediately, all his Emotion Points were converted into points.
The points on the system panel officially broke past the three-thousand mark.
Rasa did not hesitate.
"Thirty consecutive draws. Begin!"
The next moment, an invisible roulette wheel began spinning.
[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained an F-rank item: One tael of gold.]
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[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained an E-rank item: Forged Suicide Note (Konoha Genin Edition).]
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[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained a C-rank item: One-Day Ninja Experience Card (Kirigakure Chunin Edition).]
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[Congratulations, Host. You have triggered the pity reward and obtained an A-rank item: S-rank Ninjutsu — Crescent-Shaped Sand Dune.]
The first thing Rasa looked at was the pity reward.
Then, surprise flashed in his eyes.
Crescent-Shaped Sand Dune.
A figure surfaced in Rasa's mind.
Sir Crocodile.
A Devil Fruit user who had eaten the Logia-type Sand-Sand Fruit.
And Crescent-Shaped Sand Dune was one of the abilities Crocodile had developed using the Sand-Sand Fruit.
It turned his arm into a giant blade made of sand.
Once it touched the target, it would drain all moisture from their body.
For Crocodile, this ability might not have been especially outstanding.
But in this world, there were not that many monsters who could still bounce around after having all the moisture in their bodies sucked dry.
That much could be seen from Pakura's Scorch Release.
The primary effect of Scorch Release was to dry out the moisture inside an enemy's body.
Crescent-Shaped Sand Dune lacked the high temperature of Scorch Release, but if it truly drained the moisture from a body, there were still very few living ninja who could withstand such a technique.
And for the current Rasa, it had arrived at exactly the right time.
Sand Soldier Manifestation.
Originally, it was an offensive ninjutsu.
But because of Quicksand Shift, it had gradually leaned more toward utility.
Together, the two ninjutsu were no weaker than the Flying Thunder God Technique.
In terms of utility, they might even be stronger.
Correspondingly, however, the chakra consumption was also greater.
But Rasa was not too worried about that aspect.
A ten-percent concentration of Ōtsutsuki bloodline had nearly doubled Rasa's chakra reserves compared to before.
And as he created more rumors, that bloodline concentration would only increase.
The amount of chakra Rasa possessed would also keep rising.
In terms of life-saving ability and mobility, Rasa was already among the top ranks of the current shinobi world.
What Rasa lacked now was offensive power.
And Crescent-Shaped Sand Dune would undoubtedly bring a great enhancement to his attack power.
"I just don't know what the actual effect will be when this ninjutsu is used."
"After all, I haven't eaten the Sand-Sand Fruit. My arm can't turn into sand."
Rasa went to the rooftop.
"Crescent-Shaped Sand Dune!"
The next moment, Rasa saw a large amount of sand appear and gather toward his arm.
It wrapped around his arm.
When Rasa moved his arm, the sand moved with it.
Rather than Crescent-Shaped Sand Dune, it seemed more like he had gained an extra arm.
Moreover, this arm could change shape, stretch, and shrink.
Rasa lifted a brow.
"If that's the case, the possibilities are even greater."
"If it can change, the opponent will have a harder time predicting it."
"It can catch them off guard."
"This is equivalent to an enhanced version of Crocodile's Crescent-Shaped Sand Dune."
"Unfortunately, there's no living target here to test it on."
Rasa lowered his head and glanced below.
There were plenty of Sunagakure civilians passing by on the street.
But there was no way he would attack them.
He was not Orochimaru, using his own village's people as human experiment materials.
That would be far too inhuman.
"I can find a few sand bandits and test it on them."
Even in a barren place like the Land of Wind, all kinds of bandits still existed.
Robbery, arson, murder—they committed every crime imaginable.
They caused ordinary people endless headaches.
Among the mission requests Sunagakure received, a considerable portion were of this type.
Rasa decided to choose one and personally take action.
Returning to the office, Rasa finally looked at the other two prizes.
"Forged Suicide Note… this thing has an extremely low drop rate. The first one only appeared during the very first draw, and now this is the second."
"Its rank isn't high, but if used well, its effect can be excellent."
"This time, it's from Konoha."
Rasa thought of the third rumor he had created.
This forged suicide note could very likely come in handy.
"One-Day Ninja Experience Card, Kirigakure Chunin Edition."
"Right now, Kirigakure is gathering compensation for Sunagakure. I can use this experience card to investigate Kirigakure's situation, and it can also assist in spreading rumors."
Near evening, the documents on his desk were finally finished.
The war had ended.
But for Rasa, the Kazekage, the number of things he had to handle had not decreased at all.
Postwar work was even greater.
Rewards and punishments for ninja. Compensation for those severely wounded. Relief payments for the families of the fallen.
And the even larger workload was related to the Sun Disc.
When he returned home—
"I'm back."
Two voices sounded almost at the same time.
"My husband!"
"My husband!"
Rasa looked at Karura, then looked at Pakura.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the courtyard became slightly awkward.
Pakura and Karura looked at each other. Both of their faces reddened faintly.
Just then—
"I'm back!"
Temari's voice rang out before the door even opened.
Then Yashamaru pushed the door open.
"Kazekage-sama, Sister… Pakura-sama, I've brought Temari and Kankuro back."
Rasa nodded.
The moment Temari saw Rasa, she threw herself over and hugged his leg.
"Father."
Behind her, Kankuro glanced at Temari, a trace of disdain appearing in his eyes.
But the instant Temari turned back, he immediately hid it and returned to his previous dazed appearance.
Rasa, however, caught the entire change.
"He's a talent too. Even at such a young age."
"Unfortunately, his talent is limited. In the future, his achievements will at most stop at elite jonin."
"No, that isn't necessarily true…"
A thought flashed through Rasa's mind.
Temari and Kankuro's ceilings were not high under the original circumstances, but Rasa had ways to let them break through their original limits.
"Dinner is ready."
Everyone sat down.
Dinner was quite sumptuous.
Night fell.
"My husband, tonight you should go to Pakura's side. You only just got married, and Pakura went to the front lines immediately after. Now that she's back, spend more time with her."
Karura took the initiative and said so.
Rasa pulled Karura into his arms.
"Karura, you're truly good to me."
When he entered the room, Pakura was already lying down, eyes closed. But her face was red, clearly showing she had not fallen asleep.
Rasa bent down.
A faint, swaying sound soon rose in the room.
In the middle of the night, after the battle ended, Rasa went to the study.
A slightly yellowed sheet of paper fell.
[Forged Suicide Note (Kumogakure Genin Edition)]
Rasa put brush to paper.
—Danzo-sama, even if it is for the village, I truly cannot accept the act of killing fellow ninja from the same village.