Rain fell in fine drops, sometimes blown beneath the umbrella by the wind, dampening Lin Qing's clothes.
Lin Qing, Sasuke, and Konan each held a black umbrella as they walked along the streets of the Uchiha Ruins.
Blackened houses lined both sides. The corpses and bloodstains had already been cleaned up, and the stench of blood had faded, leaving only a faint, lingering reek, like the smell of an abandoned slaughterhouse.
Everything had changed. It was all over.
Lin Qing didn't feel all that attached to the Uchiha. He had simply happened to arrive in this body.
But Sasuke had lived here since childhood. He knew every street and every neighbor.
In the hazy, pitch-black rainy night, Sasuke seemed to see his family, elders, and friends as they once were.
"Do you want to kill Danzo?" Lin Qing asked.
Konan was startled and glanced back at Kakashi, who was following a dozen meters behind them.
Seriously, could he just say something like that so casually?
Konan lowered her voice. "At this distance, a ninja could hear every word. I know you're strong, but we're in Konoha territory!"
Lin Qing shook his head.
So what if Kakashi heard?
He wasn't a ninja.
When he killed, he did it openly. He didn't hide it.
Besides...
"If Danzo had that much influence, would Sarutobi Hiruzen have become Hokage?"
Konan glanced back at Kakashi.
The Copy Ninja was actually whistling as he walked even farther away, pretending he hadn't heard a thing.
"I want to kill Danzo."
Sasuke stopped and held out his hand, catching the rain falling from the sky. "But not today."
"I'm no match for Danzo right now. If I want to kill him, I'll have to ask you to do it.
"But, Brother Qing, I can tell you don't feel