Nagato and the others didn't have to wait long. Obito soon arrived with Kisame, Zetsu, and the three members of Taka other than Jugo.
"Has Sasuke Uchiha made his decision?"
Nagato, seated at the head of the table, asked as the group entered.
The room was a little smaller than the meeting room they'd used earlier, but still spacious enough for the people here now.
"Let's wait a little," Obito said on Sasuke's behalf. He hoped Sasuke understood what he'd meant by "where you stand."
"Before that, wouldn't it be better to explain the organization's plan?" Obito said gravely. "Sasuke can make his choice after he's heard us out."
Sasuke, standing behind Obito, looked displeased. Nagato's tone had sounded like an ultimatum, and Sasuke found it hard to accept.
After all, he was Sasuke Uchiha, famed as the Shinobi World's Thirteenth King. When had he ever been treated like this? Whether he was facing Kakashi, Orochimaru, or Obito, even if he was weaker than them, he'd always had more swagger.
If Nagato hadn't just given him a harsh lesson and made it clear that the redhead wouldn't tolerate anyone showing off in front of him, Sasuke would have shown him the power of the Uchiha's legendary art of swagger.
Nagato found Sasuke's defiant expression rather amusing. The kid clearly didn't seem very bright—perhaps not much smarter than Naruto. Was that the price of becoming a tool of the Sage of Six Paths?
"Madara, since you've put it that way, you can start. What do you think we should do next?"
He was curious whether Obito Uchiha would dare bring up the Eye of the Moon Plan in front of him. Obito's brain might be about as barren as the surface of the moon, but surely he was still more sensible