"Where is the One-Tail Jinchuriki? Where is he now?"
Hiroki's question plunged the tent into a brief silence.
The One-Tail Jinchuriki... who had been fighting him earlier?
It seemed to have been the Third Raikage—
Ōnoki and Sarutobi Hiruzen looked toward the Third Raikage. Raikage A frowned.
"I don't know," he said stubbornly. "But I beat the One-Tail! He got scared and shrank back inside!"
"—" The Third and Ōnoki withdrew their gazes and turned back to Hiroki.
"Why are you looking for the One-Tail Jinchuriki, Elder Bunpuku? He should no longer be under Uchiha Madara's control."
"Bunpuku..." Hiroki searched his memories for the name. He had a vague impression of him—a highly respected old man, a monk whom the One-Tail had praised as the person ideologically closest to the Sage of Six Paths.
"Nothing. I just wanted to confirm the One-Tail Jinchuriki's location."
Rasa was dead, and Gaara most likely would never be born. After Elder Bunpuku died, he could make use of Uchiha Madara's ninjutsu to control the One-Tail.
Hiroki did not dwell on the matter. Instead, he shifted the conversation and looked toward the vast desert on the sand table.
"As for how to divide up or govern the Land of Wind... honestly, I don't know either." His frank admission surprised the three Kage present.
But considering that Hiroki was only ten years old, they were not all that surprised.
Still, when they thought about it, all three Kage felt somewhat dazed.
—A ten-year-old child was discussing politics with them?
It was utterly absurd.
Yet none of them truly regarded Hiroki as a ten-year-old child.
"The Land of Wind's environment is too harsh. Its land is barren, and it has almost no worthwhile resources. That is also why they have always started wars. Forcibly occupying it and