"What are you shouting for, little girl? Are you trying to make sure those Grass ninja don't notice me?"
The moment Konan's voice fell.
A deep voice suddenly sounded beside her ear.
Before long.
A man with tiny green-bean eyes, dressed in a black trench coat wrapped tightly around his chin, appeared before Konan. He looked at her calmly. "Although Kusagakure is merely a small ninja village, I have to admit... their intelligence capabilities are fairly impressive!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Konan looked at him with dissatisfaction, hands on her hips and cheeks puffed out. "That's not true! The Land of Grass is very good, very strong!"
Old Man Kakuzu!
She had met him in the back mountain some time ago.
At the time, she had been training her ninjutsu when, midway through... a deep voice suddenly sounded behind her, telling her, "Childish! Ninjutsu like that can't kill anyone!"
It gave her quite a fright, especially when she saw an uncle she had never met before standing behind her in strange attire. Her heart had practically jumped into her throat... She had thought he was a spy who had infiltrated from another village and had been preparing to find an opportunity to send a signal and call the guards over.
However.
This guy had simply stood nearby with a calm expression, pointing out the shortcomings in her ninjutsu...
Worried about alerting him, she had not said much either. She just kept nodding with a cheerful smile, obediently listening to him.
After spending an entire afternoon with him, she discovered... this strange uncle was actually quite nice. He was just a little stingy. To save money... he lived directly in the wilderness. When he got hungry, he would not even go out for a simple meal, choosing instead to