A Different Land of Rain
A few minutes later, Yahiko hurried back. "Come on, Master's agreed to send us there."
Nagato and Otherworld Konan exchanged glances, their eyes bright with excitement.
They reached the front courtyard and saw Yahiko and Konan waiting beside Torifu.
The two of them went over and stood beside them.
"Lord Torifu."
"Mm. It looks like you've fully adjusted, but it's best not to use ninjutsu recklessly just yet."
Nagato nodded. "I understand, Lord Torifu."
Torifu glanced over the four of them. "You're going to the Land of Rain, right? I'll send you to Central City. If you want to come back, just call me."
As he spoke, four Cloud Mist Chains stretched toward them. Before Nagato could react, he blinked—and when he opened his eyes again, they were no longer in the Yunzhong Clan Grounds.
"Oh! We're here already. Master really is amazing." Though Yahiko had been to Central City many times, he was still thrilled to visit.
For one thing, getting out to have fun was bound to put him in a good mood.
For another, Central City had more attractions than Konoha.
After all, it had been jointly built by three countries and brought together the best of all three.
It could be said that Central City was already as developed as the other four great shinobi villages.
But compared to Konoha, it still had a way to go.
"We got here so fast!" Nagato exclaimed, drawing sideways glances from the passersby around them.
"I told you it would be instantaneous. I thought you were all prepared."
Yahiko and Konan were no longer surprised by this. They had experienced it too many times. At first, it had amazed them.
But after it happened so often, all they could think was how fast and