The Land of Rain, Amegakure.
A light drizzle fell steadily, and the entire village was quiet.
Though this place was closed off, its residents seemed to be far better off than before. Every household hung the Angel's paper ornaments before their doors.
Konan was now the nominal leader of the Land of Rain. While providing stability, she was also deeply beloved by its people.
Whenever Konan spread her wings and swept across the sky, the people below considered it an honor to behold Lady Angel.
But Konan's expression was grim today. Her wings sliced through the sky as she flew swiftly toward a tall tower at the center of Amegakure.
Konan's body turned to paper and merged into the tower. Only upon closer inspection could one see that one entire side of the tower was made of paper.
Nagato opened his eyes somewhat blankly. "What is it? Why did you come here to find me?"
Nagato usually appeared before others as the Deva Path, and Konan generally spoke with the Deva Path.
Yet now, Konan had come to his hiding place. That meant she must have something extremely important to tell him.
Konan calmed her agitated emotions.
"Nagato, I've found out who killed Kyūsuke, Daibutsu, and the others!"
Nagato's pupils contracted. Yahiko's death had pained him deeply, but Yahiko had not been the only one to die.
Their companions, who had once endured hardship alongside them, had also perished that day.
For the past several years, Nagato and Konan had been investigating who had killed them back then, but the culprits had covered their tracks too thoroughly.
All they had found were traces of Wood Release. They knew nothing else.
"Who was it?!" Nagato asked in a low voice.
"That masked man who calls himself Uchiha Madara every day, and