Itachi: "That's how it is. The village is the great cause of shinobi, so... killings carried out in the name of the village can be justified. That's how all killings are. Even if the targets are the elderly, women, or children, it's still the same..."
"I don't need that kind of great cause." Mizuki gritted his teeth.
"You don't have to worry. You no longer have that kind of great cause."
Itachi shook his head.
"Everyone gathered here has lost the village's great cause. A thief is a thief, a murderer is a murderer. Other than that... they're nothing..."
Before Uchiha Itachi left,
he left behind one final sentence.
"But... don't get it wrong. It wasn't you who abandoned the great cause. It was the great cause that abandoned you..."
"..."
Mizuki clenched his fists in silence.
He didn't know how to refute Itachi.
"You only need to realize that you're already inside the nest..."
The memories ended.
When Mizuki returned to his cell, he was forced to have cold water poured over his body.
Although a ninja's constitution was not afraid of cold water,
if this happened every day, he would certainly fall ill.
By the time Mizuki had been tormented half to death, and everything finally came to an end...
a sudden pain struck the back of his head, and he lost consciousness...
"Heh heh... This is quite a good entry point."
Rin Setsu'a's figure appeared from the air. Then... he wiped his own face and took Mizuki's place.
As for the real Mizuki,
a wicked little thug like him would naturally receive the punishment he deserved.
It just wouldn't be now.
He still needed to borrow Mizuki's identity first, and then... make a mess of things.
Rin Setsu'a walked openly to the front of the cell