Amegakure.
Pain found things somewhat troublesome.
He had always thought that building up an organization would take an especially long time.
Whether it was a shortage of supplies or a shortage of experts, both required years of accumulation.
While guarding against the masked man calling himself Madara, he also had to consider how to capture all the tailed beasts within a short time.
Ever since he had gotten in touch with Shamu, Shamu had overturned many of his previous assumptions.
Moreover, he was being completely generous to the Akatsuki. If they lacked money, he gave them money; if they had physical flaws, he gave them Hashirama Cell Solution; if they lacked confidence, he gave them trump cards.
And he did not restrict Nagato from doing anything. He merely wanted Nagato to build himself up first and deal with Obito.
Even Nagato felt that, with Shamu being so sincere, continuing to doubt him at a time like this would be somewhat ungrateful.
"I'm preparing to contact Shamu again," Pain said in a low voice.
Konan's expression brightened. Nagato meant that he was ready to trust Shamu completely and cooperate with him.
Nagato had always carried his burdens alone. In this world, only the two of them supported each other; they had no other allies.
Nagato had spent years running around for the organization while constantly calculating his Chakra and lifespan. Every day, he walked on thin ice.
Yet beneath that fragile core was Pain's nearly invincible martial strength.
It had gradually warped Nagato's mindset.
Trusting in his dream of nuclear deterrence, he had gradually sunk into the lies woven by Obito.
When Shamu exposed all of this, Konan had wanted to trust him immediately after her shock subsided.
Because if what Shamu said was true, Nagato would no longer have to