Uzumaki Kuming and Uchiha Fugaku entered the town and, led by Yahiko and the others, went to an inn to rest.
The other members of the Uchiha Clan had secretly infiltrated the town as well. Disguised as people from all sorts of professions, they gathered at the inn in different ways. It was the kind of place that offered both food and lodging: the first floor was a public dining hall, while the rooms were upstairs.
Yahiko and the others seemed to have traveled quite a distance. After entering the inn, they didn't rush to rest, but decided to get something to eat first.
Early in the morning, there were very few people on the town's streets. The innkeeper, who had opened for business, clearly hadn't expected so many customers so early. Half the seats in the dining hall were suddenly taken, making the place feel lively.
"Uncle, we plan to set out again after breakfast and a little rest."
"Where are you headed? I'll see if we're going the same way."
Yahiko, Konan, Nagato, Kuming, and Fugaku sat together at one table. The other Akatsuki members were spread out among the other tables, while a few Uchiha who had concealed their identities sat in small groups nearby. As they waited for their food, Yahiko asked them where they were going.
"We're heading to the front lines."
"We have an order from the village to deliver to the commander there."
Uzumaki Kuming poured himself a cup of water and took a sip.
"Oh! You're going to the front lines?!"
"What a coincidence! We're going the same way! We're headed to the Daimyo Mansion, so if you're going to the front lines, we can travel together."
"Uncle Kuming, let's go together!"
Yahiko grew excited at Kuming's answer, looking at him with