Shisui stood rooted to the spot. The skin around his hollow right eye socket itched faintly—his feelings were incredibly complicated as he looked at the Mangekyo Sharingan tucked inside Menma's sleeve, from which came familiar Dojutsu.
So that's how it is... This ability doesn't just heal wounds. It completely "restores" things to their original state...
Which means Menma... in the end, he still obtained Kotoamatsukami?
The night wind stirred Shisui's hair. He instinctively touched his empty right eye socket. Even with the Mangekyo so close at hand, he had no intention of reaching for it.
"Sorry." Menma's voice suddenly came from nearby, carrying a rare note of reassurance. "I can't give this back to you just yet."
"But I promise I won't abuse this power."
Shisui could only nod with a bitter smile. No matter how unwilling he was, he had no power to stop Menma now—this man had just saved the entire Uchiha Clan, and Shisui did not even have the standing to oppose him.
I hope... my judgment wasn't wrong this time.
On the other side, a sinister gleam flickered in Danzō's eyes. His voice was hoarse. "Ashes... why? You should have no reason to make a move against this old man."
Within the purple barrier, Menma's voice pierced the deathly silence like an ice spike. "Itachi was nothing more than the blade in your hand..."
He slowly raised a hand and pointed at Danzō's hollow, bleeding eye socket.
"The one who truly stained the Uchiha red—"
The moonlight was suddenly obscured by dark clouds. Menma's Fox Mask glinted coldly in the shadows. "—was you, Danzō. Did you think I would let the sin of the Uchiha Massacre..."
"Be buried in darkness just like that?"
Danzō's hunched body suddenly straightened. "Absurd! The Uchiha plotting a coup is a