The Quarreling Akatsuki Organization

The cave was pitch-black. The feeling came not only from the enclosed environment, but also from the oppressive atmosphere saturating the air.

That thick, inescapable oppression made the place feel stifling. Staying here for a while was tolerable, but anyone forced to remain for long would probably go insane.

Yet the eight people in the cave had already been there for more than three months.

For three months, they had not left the cave. Their food and drink depended entirely on White Zetsu clones, and the air quality was terrible... These lawless Rogue Ninjas of the Akatsuki Organization had long since reached the limits of their patience.

It was already restraint that they had not come to blows. Still, sarcastic remarks and barbed comments were unavoidable. After all, trading insults was their best form of entertainment.

Besides, with the leader present, if they could not fight, could they not at least show off their ability to verbally take on five people at once?

And the culprit behind all this was the Seven-Tails Jinchuriki.

More precisely, it was the countless layers upon layers of Seals on the Seven-Tails Jinchuriki!

On the surface, the Seven-Tails Jinchuriki was a soft and adorable girl. Yet her body was protected, inside and out, by countless high-level Seals.

Some had even been lost to the Shinobi World.

In the past, the Seven-Tails Jinchuriki could never sleep well at night. But ever since she had come to Konoha for the Chunin Exams, her sleep quality had risen dramatically.

At midnight, she no longer dreamed of that monster that looked like a fusion of a beetle and a dragonfly, nor did she have to listen to it ramble on about horrifying bedtime stories.

Oh, farewell to the monster in my dreams. Farewell to those bizarre and terrifying ghost