Do You Hate Me?

Hinata couldn't possibly be Pain's match. Naruto had naturally assumed as much.

Yet Hinata was actually holding her own against the Deva Path, which Naruto found a little unbelievable.

In fact, Nagato was already coughing up blood aboard the airship. First, he had wreaked havoc in Konoha; then came the Super Shinra Tensei, followed immediately by his battle with Naruto. He had expended far too much Chakra. If not for his Uzumaki Clan bloodline, he would have been dead long ago.

Sangzhi couldn't stand to watch any longer and lent him Chakra again. Nagato gave him a surprised look, then fell silent for a moment before saying, "Thank you, Mr. Sangzhi."

"No need to be so polite. Hurry and bring back the Nine-Tails. Haven't you noticed? More than ten thousand ninja have already surrounded Konoha. They may not be able to see the airship tens of thousands of meters up in the sky, but if there are any ninja skilled in sensory techniques, they'll find us soon enough. And they seem to be waiting for someone—probably someone very troublesome. Once they attack, let alone you, even all of us together will be worked to death."

"I understand."

Once Nagato stopped conserving Chakra, Hinata's situation became utterly tragic. With a mere wave of the Deva Path's hand, she would be sent flying a great distance.

Yet no matter how badly she was hurt, the girl always endured the pain and forced herself back to her feet.

Seeing this, the rage Naruto had kept suppressed began to surge bit by bit.

"Stop, Hinata! That's enough!"

After being blasted away once more, Hinata struggled to her feet and staggered toward Naruto.

Pain watched her quietly. "I don't understand. With strength like yours, you still want to face me? Even though you know you'll