The night was gentle. Mei Terumi sat on the roof of the small house, gazing up at the stars and moon. The night breeze was chilly, carrying the chattering voices of the protesters outside the inn.
Over the past few days, more and more people had joined the protests outside. They were even on the verge of turning from peaceful sit-ins to violent demonstrations, seemingly poised to storm the inn.
Mei Terumi wasn't the least bit flustered. In fact, she felt a little pleased.
This change could only mean that the situation outside had suddenly worsened!
Then she thought of her agreement with Orochimaru.
Could this be the opportunity Orochimaru had mentioned?
Mei Terumi narrowed her phoenix eyes. Her striking, exotic green eyes held a thoughtful gleam. Should she really work with Orochimaru to search for the Three-Tails?
If the Three-Tails was really in Konoha, it would surely be hidden somewhere extremely secret—somewhere like... the Konoha Anbu Headquarters!
If that was the case, what kind of "opportunity" would allow Orochimaru and her, two outsiders, to sneak into the Konoha Anbu Headquarters?
A rebellion?
A coup d'état?
Or something else?
Mei Terumi couldn't figure it out, but she was sure of one thing: if she really found the Three-Tails in Konoha, the village might kill her and Ao's group to prevent any intelligence from leaking—or imprison them for life!
Besides, she couldn't trust Orochimaru completely. Who knew if he was using her?
So should she work with Orochimaru or not?
Listening to the faint sounds drifting in from outside the Hot Spring Inn, Mei Terumi felt increasingly restless. Thinking it over, it seemed that ever since she'd entered Konoha, countless invisible strands of web had wrapped around her. The more she struggled, the tighter they wound, leaving her unable to move