"Wouldn't sending him a message so directly expose your existence?" In a tree a hundred meters from the Hozuki residence, a strange pitcher plant-like creature made two completely different sounds.
"What if I am exposed? He doesn't know who I am anyway. At most, he'll think I'm some unknown force hoping to intensify the infighting in Kirigakure." Black Zetsu shook his head, unconcerned.
Over the past thousand years in the Shinobi World, with all the schemes he had set in motion, Black Zetsu couldn't have planned for every eventuality every time. There had been people who sensed its presence.
But that was all they could do: sense it. They couldn't even see what it looked like, so what could they possibly do?
The power inherited from Otsutsuki Kaguya meant he feared no danger.
"Compared to Ren, having him become Mizukage and continue to throw the Shinobi World into chaos is more in our interests."
Black Zetsu had of course sensed the ambition hidden beneath Hozuki Shingetsu's gentle exterior, but it didn't matter to him. As long as Hozuki Shingetsu didn't have the strength of Senju Hashirama or Uchiha Madara, he could at most dominate for a time. He couldn't disrupt Black Zetsu's plans.
As for whether Hozuki Shingetsu might become someone like Senju Hashirama and bring an end to the wars... In a world like the Shinobi World, where people judged you by your ancestors, Otsutsuki Black Zetsu could ask with utter disdain:
"What kind of ancestors do you have to think you can bring peace to a war-torn world?"
As for the Five-Tails, though Black Zetsu had been furious when he first found out, he soon thought it through. He couldn't collect it for the time being anyway, so what difference did it make where it was?
Besides, it