"How did you realize the corpse wasn't the target?" Kakuzu asked Sasori, his eyes fixed on Yusuke, who had appeared in the valley.
"The corpse's hands."
"What was wrong with its hands?" Hidan asked curiously.
"The target's nickname is 'Flame Tachi,' and the intelligence clearly stated that he excelled at Ninja Blade techniques. I've turned many skilled swordsmen and ninja into Human Puppets. Their hands have very distinctive calluses that set them apart from ordinary people."
"I see!" Hidan said, his expression dawning with understanding.
Sasori watched Yusuke coldly. "I've never seen you before. Who gave you information about me?"
Sasori was certain he'd never crossed paths with the ninja before. He also always hid inside the Human Puppet Hiruko when he went out, yet his opponent had identified him at a glance. Someone must have leaked information about him.
"Who else could it be? That bastard Orochimaru, obviously. A freak like him who likes modifying his body can't be up to any good!"
Hidan started shouting, but the moment he finished, he noticed Kakuzu and Sasori staring at him murderously. He scratched his head in confusion.
Hidan wasn't smart enough to realize that his words had hit a little too close to home—they included both Kakuzu and Sasori.
"Was I wrong? Only freaks would put all that weird stuff inside their bodies. And—"
"That's enough. Stop talking," Biwa Juzo kindly interrupted before Hidan could finish.
Sasori snorted and ignored Hidan, turning to Yusuke. "Did Orochimaru leak information about me to you?"
On an ordinary day, Yusuke might have felt like chatting with them—and throwing Orochimaru under the bus while he was at it.
But now, Yusuke was set on ending this quickly and killing them. If his clan really had undergone a major upheaval, the contingency he'd left behind