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"Danzo, I think we shouldn't just watch. We should get involved!"

Renye wore a solemn expression as he earnestly spoke to his good brother.

"Since we came to another time-space, we should experience life instead of wandering around aimlessly!"

It had not been easy to travel through time once. They could not possibly leave so soon, could they?

They could not waste such a hard-won chance to travel.

Shimura Danzō immediately had a bad feeling.

Whenever his good brother spoke like this, it meant he was about to stir up trouble.

He did not agree right away. Instead, he asked warily.

"What are you trying to pull this time?"

They had only just arrived in this time-space and had not even figured out what era they were in, yet this guy was already itching to cause trouble?

Honestly, he was beginning to regret coming along.

For all he knew, Teacher Tobirama would beat him up again when they returned...

"What I mean is, we can blend into this time-space, experience life here, and find something to do."

Just like when they had infiltrated the Shinobi Alliance camp.

Originally, Renye had planned to follow the Shinobi Alliance and play the classic act of pretending to be weak before revealing his strength.

But after merely grilling a few fish, Tsunade, that greedy little glutton, had dragged him off to be a cook.

He had not gotten any chance at all to show off his strength and act cool.

This time, however, they could join a faction and experience life in this time-space.

They could have fun for a few months before leaving!

Shimura Danzō: "..."

He understood what Renye meant, but he did not agree immediately.

He was afraid that when his good brother did something bad, he might accidentally get dragged