"My advice is only one sentence—wait calmly and respond to change."
"How can we remain calm?"
Inoue Li did not understand...
If Danzo and Root had not intervened, there would indeed have been room to delay. But now that Usami Hayato had arrived at Red Pine Ridge, any further delay would only give the Darkness of the Shinobi time to devise more poisonous schemes.
Or perhaps Usami Hayato actually...
Before the messenger could sort out the thought in his mind, Director Yamada, seated in his wheelchair, spoke again, cutting off his boundless speculation.
"The Uchiha's rebellious intentions have already been exposed. Even if the Hokage is willing to compromise, the matter at Red Pine Ridge is destined not to end peacefully—you need only return and tell Sakumo to prepare himself. Cooperate with Root's mission and make all the necessary preliminary arrangements according to the standard assassination procedure.
"But remember, do not be too eager for success... Others will naturally take care of the rest."
"..."
The pines and cypresses stood silent as auspicious snow drifted through the courtyard.
White, downy flakes fell from the sky, covering every scheme of the Darkness of the Shinobi, as well as the undercurrents surging at Soji's fingertips.
"Be patient. The good show has only just begun."
"It's snowing."
Hyuga Haruhiko stopped his hurried run and looked up at the gray, overcast sky. An icy snowflake landed on the tip of his nose, only to melt moments later against his blazing body heat.
Seeing him suddenly stop, Dan Katō, who had been traveling alongside him, abruptly hit the brakes as well.
"Is something wrong?"
"The snow will leave tracks... Director Yamada is covering for us in the village. We can't leave loose ends here."
Haruhiko took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze, and looked