"Could it be that Rin Nohara really possessed some kind of special constitution?"
Yuki Akira spoke uncertainly, but after pondering for a moment, she added, "Actually, the Jinchūriki itself isn't important. What we're creating this time was never meant to be a stable, long-term Jinchūriki. We're making a time bomb, so..."
"Then why not just capture a Konohagakure shinobi, or find a village suicide soldier? Either way, they're time bombs. Either way, they can be directly controlled with a Blood Talisman."
Yoru spoke instinctively. Only after saying it did he realize what he had done. "Forgive me, Akira-sama. I wasn't questioning Mizukage-sama's decision. I merely had some doubts."
"No, it's nothing."
Yuki Akira shook her head, but Yoru's words stirred faint doubts within her heart...
Yet her doubts could not be answered at this moment, and no one could give her an answer. Everything continued as usual.
After Yagura drew Minato Namikaze's attention on the main battlefield, Yoru and Yuki Akira led a Kirigakure squad toward the general area where Rin Nohara was located.
The sun set in the west, and evening gradually fell.
At a small Konohagakure camp on the outskirts of the Kirigakure Front.
A boy and a girl stood gazing blankly at the setting sun on the horizon.
"Ugh..."
Suddenly, the boy clutched his left eye, which was covered by his forehead protector, and let out a muffled groan of pain. His face turned deathly pale.
"Kakashi!"
Rin Nohara hurried forward and used the Mystical Palm Technique on Kakashi's left eye.
Warmth seeped into his eye socket, and only then did Kakashi's tense body gradually relax.
"Transplanting a bloodline limit like the Sharingan places an enormous burden on the body. Without Uchiha Clan blood, before your body has fully developed, this eye could even drag you down!"