Jiraiya, This Is Science.

After seeing what the Uchiha Clan had gone through, Jiraiya knew that this was no longer something he could influence on his own.

Such a grave sin had been created by the village itself. Whether or not the Uchiha Clan had truly intended to rebel, what had happened could never be undone.

He might have had reason to stop Uchiha Jie, but when he asked himself whether he truly should stop him, he found himself hesitating.

Whenever he tried to summon his courage, he saw the scenes in the photographs. Even after looking away, those images continued to echo in his mind.

Nothing could be more tragic and brutal than this. Sometimes, even a battle-hardened ninja who had killed countless people found such scenes difficult to accept.

"Don't think too much about it, Jiraiya..." Uchiha Jie put away the photographs and spoke in a low voice.

"There won't be any frenzied slaughter, but..."

He lowered his voice, causing Jiraiya to lean forward and listen carefully.

"Something more terrifying than a frenzied massacre will descend upon Hiruzen Sarutobi..."

Jiraiya was pondering what could be more terrifying than a massacre—could it be the destruction of the entire village, or something else—when the curtain at the tent entrance was lifted again.

Its entire upper body had been forced beneath the ground, while its lower body swayed precariously. The cracks beneath it continued to spread, and even its armor and skeleton were beginning to collapse.

It hadn't been like this before, but too many things had happened today, making him somewhat sensitive. Hinata's Sharingan in particular looked strange no matter how he saw it.

Jiraiya had just been about to offer his opinion when he noticed the view on the screen change. The enormous Chibaku Tensei had nearly become transparent, while Obito inside it