Sasuke had set out early, and arriving now was just right. The vast fog told him clearly that a battle had taken place here. He flew directly overhead, and with a single beat of Eagle Fury's massive wings, he dispersed the mist.
Zabuza and Haku looked at Sasuke, finding him very familiar.
"You're that brat from back then, aren't you?" Zabuza ignored the signal the other party had sent. Though he was now under control, he could still speak.
"That's right. I didn't expect we'd meet again. Have the two of you been well in that world?" Sasuke asked. Naturally, killing Haku and Zabuza had made him feel terrible. It had nothing to do with Zabuza; it was mainly because of Haku. Still, an enemy was an enemy. He did not want to kill them, but when he acted, he did not hesitate in the slightest. That was his contradiction.
"We've been well. It's been peaceful," Haku said from the side. Peace was a good thing to him.
"That's good. I'll send you back soon. This place isn't suitable for you."
"That's good. Just don't make us wait too long. This kind of situation isn't easy to endure..." Before Zabuza could finish, his head suddenly drooped, then lifted again. "Sasuke-kun, I didn't expect to see you on the battlefield so soon." His voice had changed. Haku frowned as he watched from the side, unable to do anything.
"Yakushi Kabuto? You escaped when I killed Orochimaru last time. I never expected you to cooperate with Akatsuki. What's your goal?"
"My goal? That's really hard to say. Even I'm not entirely sure. But could you hand Anko Mitarashi over to me? I can offer quite favorable terms—for example, I could withdraw from this battlefield immediately. What do you think?" Yakushi Kabuto said.