Rule 8: Spending money on stupid shit.
The Raikage- Glorious Leader of Kumogakure, Undisputed Top Shinobi, Stressed Beyond Belief- was working at desk. The papers in front of him were the quarter's financial budget. A had noticed something was off about the numbers and was taking a closer look. "Hmm.", he hummed, eyes scanning the print, "500 to Supplies, 1000 to HR, and- what?!"
A reared back incredulously. "3000 for renovations on the women's bathroom! What the hell?!"
He got up furiously and stomped out of his office. He marched down the hall to the door that was labeled 'Women' and slammed it open. What met his eyes was something like a miniature spa. Couches, massage chairs, deep-bowl sinks, vending machines. There were even a few beds somewhere in the back. The women who were currently in there looked at him sheepishly.
"Hey, boss." Karui said and laughed nervously.
A scowled and said angrily "3000 dollars! And you turned the bathroom into a goddamn spa!"
Mabui grimaced and got up from her spot on a sofa. "Well, I thought it would be useful."
He raised his eyebrow at her.
"I mean, there are couches and beds to treat wounds, and we've got a ton of healing supplies." She gestured to a row of cabinets and looked at him beseechingly.
A rubbed the bridge of nose. "Fine goddamn it. But don't do anything like that again without my permission."
Mabui smiled "I won't! Now do you want to get out of here?"
"Right, yeah." A walked backwards out the door, pulling it closed.