"Is it someone from the Ōtsutsuki Clan?"
In the darkness, Ten-Rō seemed to sense something. He slowly opened his eyes and looked into the darkness ahead.
His expression was puzzled, unable to understand.
"But why can I sense the presence of the Ōtsutsuki Clan?"
Ten-Rō slowly closed the book in his hands.
Logically speaking, the Ōtsutsuki Clan should have been connected to the Ten-Tails, yet the Ten-Tails had no connection to the Ōtsutsuki Clan.
The Ōtsutsuki Clan relied on the Ten-Tails to evolve their lives.
But without the Ōtsutsuki Clan, the Ten-Tails could live perfectly well.
To the Ten-Tails, the Ōtsutsuki Clan was instead a cage that imprisoned them. Thus, sensing the existence of the Ōtsutsuki Clan now filled him with a trace of doubt.
The feeling made his mind tremble slightly.
For a moment, he could not tell whether this was a prey's fear of a hunter, or a hunter's instinct toward prey.
"But no matter what, as long as I do not kill the Ōtsutsuki, I will eventually become prey to the Ōtsutsuki Clan."
Ten-Rō understood this very clearly.
Though he and Uchiha Akira were enemies, he was not on friendly terms with the Ōtsutsuki Clan either.
The Ōtsutsuki Clan would never allow an intelligent consciousness to exist.
His hands trembled faintly, the corners of his mouth curving upward as a bloodthirsty glint flashed through his purple Rinnegan.
His chest rose and fell rapidly as his heartbeat accelerated.
"Am I looking forward to something?"
For a moment, Ten-Rō sank into confusion.
He could not understand his own changes.
Suddenly, as though it came from the depths of space, a cold and lofty voice rang out, carrying a trace of doubt and curiosity.
"Oh? Interesting. A companion was actually born in the lower realm."
*"Heh. But considering the relationship