Senya walked slowly toward the Nine-Tails.
But the moment Senya took his first step, the Nine-Tails shuddered violently from head to toe.
"What else do you want!?"
"This old man really doesn't have any Chakra left! Really, there isn't any left—not a single drop can be squeezed out!"
"Can you stop being so utterly heartless? If you're going to drain more Chakra, can't you at least let this old man rest for a month or two!?"
The Nine-Tails' desperate cries echoed throughout the entire space.
Senya silently wiped away nonexistent sweat from his forehead.
"Nine-Tails, you're overthinking it. I'm not draining any more. Really, I'm not. It's not like I'm short on your little bit of Chakra, right?"
"Don't think of me as such a bad person."
"After all, Senya Uchiha is a good person, however you look at it. Don't worry. I just want you to live a little more comfortably from now on."
As he spoke, Senya continued forward.
After hearing Senya's words, the Nine-Tails lowered its guard considerably.
After all, Uchiha never lied. Even Madara had been like that back then—what he said was what he meant, and he never played underhanded games like the Senju Clan.
They kept saying their power was too great and too dangerous, then grabbed him in one hand as easily as pinching a chick.
Under Naruto and the Nine-Tails' puzzled gazes, Senya arrived before the sealing gate and pressed his hands together.
In an instant, the Chakra within his body surged violently, overflowing without end and filling the entire sealing space. For a moment, Naruto felt as though he were drowning in Chakra, unable to breathe.
The Nine-Tails, meanwhile, greedily took deep breaths, continuously absorbing the Chakra Senya was releasing from his body.
After absorbing it, the Nine-Tails lazily lay down,