In the blink of an eye.
Several months had passed since Naruto brought Black Zetsu and Madara Uchiha back to Wave Country.
At this time, in a newly enrolled first-year class at a school in Wave Country, two adults who seemed utterly out of place among the surrounding students sat in the last row of the classroom, auditing the teacher's lesson.
The teacher at the front lectured with great seriousness. Only when his gaze happened to sweep over the two of them did a hint of curiosity flash through his eyes.
He did not know who they were. He only knew that the two often came to sit in on classes.
With the special IDs issued by the leader, no one paid them much mind. Still, every teacher taught with utmost concentration.
They were afraid the pair might be higher-ups sent to inspect them.
Yet the two were not inspectors. One listened with rapt attention, while the other scribbled furiously in his notebook.
For every sentence the teacher said, he copied down a sentence.
These two were none other than Madara Uchiha and Black Zetsu, who had concealed their identities with the Transformation Technique.
Black Zetsu felt like his head was about to split open. Originally, all he had to do each day was assist Orochimaru with experiments in the laboratory.
He had been living a leisurely, laid-back life every day.
Yet one day, Madara Uchiha suddenly went mad for some reason and dragged him here to attend school.
No matter what, he had never expected Madara Uchiha to come learn alongside this group of brats.
The crucial thing was, fine, if Madara wanted to come study himself—but why did he have to drag Black Zetsu along too?
And make him take notes.
What was he trying to do?
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