He sealed the corpse and shoved it back into the scroll in one smooth motion.
Without a second thought, Hyuga Sho hoisted the box onto his shoulder and prepared to leave.
"Konoha ninja Hyuga Sho."
Even after witnessing Raiga Kurosuki's death.
Pain's tone did not change at all.
It was as if everything was still firmly under control and nothing could affect the situation.
"You killed our comrade and think you can just walk away?"
"Jurozaemon Biwa is dead too..."
Jurozaemon Biwa lowered his greatsword, a trace of gloom appearing in his eyes.
"This is the fate of a ninja... the fate of everyone..."
Though they had once been at odds, the ninjas of the Bloody Mist Village did not even use the word "comrade." They only had "colleagues" who competed with one another.
Jurozaemon Biwa still could not stop mourning, feeling the sorrow of a rabbit mourning the death of a fellow rabbit.
Ever since the Seven Ninja Swordsmen had been wiped out one after another.
His heart had grown increasingly old.
Although he was not yet thirty.
He had already begun living a life whose end he could see at a glance.
"You kidnapped our Konoha ninja. I haven't even asked you for an explanation yet."
Hyuga Sho carried the box on his shoulder.
He turned around and said coldly.
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Pain's expression did not change.
But his silence revealed his confusion.
Or rather... Nagato's confusion.
Through the power of the Rinnegan, Nagato could remotely control Yahiko's corpse.
Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.
These emotions would not appear on the corpse, but Nagato's original body was no different from anyone else.
He did not understand what Hyuga Sho was talking about.
He had heard Black Zetsu and White Zetsu say that Kirigakure had something to send over.
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