The Land of Rain Beyond the City
Yahiko stood in the doorway with his hands on his hips. "I can't make heads or tails of it either. I just think it's impressive. But we should go inside first. No one's lived here for ages, so there must be a lot of dust."
Konan waved a hand. "There shouldn't be. Uncle Kakuzu would surely have someone come clean it, since this is our master's house."
"Yeah... You're right. Anyway, let's go in and see."
Yahiko opened the door, and sure enough, the inside was spotless, clean, and tidy.
Everyone couldn't help but marvel.
"It's a style I've never seen before. Very simple, yet still grand," Nagato said thoughtfully.
Otherworld Konan had nothing to say. She was busy looking around the house. Its layout was unlike any she'd seen before.
Perhaps that was what made Lord Torifu unique. The strong were always different from everyone else.
"How about this? Konan and I will stay on the first floor, and you two can take the second. There are plenty of rooms, so we'll have enough space."
"Once we've picked our rooms, we can explore the village. You know, this Central City used to be Amegakure."
Nagato and Otherworld Konan nodded, then marveled at what Yahiko had said.
"Central City was built by renovating Amegakure? I can't see any trace of the old village!"
Nagato could probably claim to know Amegakure better than anyone. He remembered every street and every pipe like the back of his hand.
But Central City was nothing like Amegakure. It had none of its disarray or dampness, and it bore no resemblance at all to the village Nagato remembered.
"It's hard to believe. Absolutely unbelievable."
Yahiko nodded. "Of course you can't recognize it. Three villages invested an enormous amount