"Onii-chan!"
The moment those words left his mouth, Sasuke's expression changed drastically.
His body stiffened, almost against his will.
His one hand gripped the Kusanagi Sword so tightly his knuckles turned white.
His stern face, weathered by time and marked by the air of a wanderer, now wore an almost helpless expression.
Look closely, and you could see a flicker of complicated emotion deep in his red-and-purple eyes.
It was hatred that had been simmering for a full twenty years!
It was resentment and regret—and even the admiration he had buried deep in his heart!
Jin's words had stirred all those feelings, and they were on the verge of overwhelming him.
"I..."
He struggled to speak, wanting to refuse.
After all... he had no idea what he could say if he saw that man.
There was nothing left to say.
After all... for all these years, he hadn't dared look that man in the eye.
"What do you mean, 'I...'? Stop dithering. Your second brother will handle this for you."
Sasuke hesitated, but Jin didn't.
He gave Sasuke no chance to get sentimental. Pouting, he reached out with his chubby little arm and grabbed Sasuke's wrist.
"You brothers haven't seen each other in ages. Come on, come on—don't act like a shy girl."
With that, he tugged Sasuke forward.
A glimmer flashed at his fingertips, and space warped in an instant.
"Hey—"
Sasuke could only cry out before an irresistible force wrapped around his entire body!
The scenery before his eyes blurred in an instant.
His eyes changed instinctively. He tried to follow the spatial trajectory, but his body had already been roughly dragged away.
He was hauled from the outskirts of the Forest of Death into a completely different space.
Hum.
Hummm.
Only faint traces of spatial energy rippled