"The Nine-Tails is just a brat now. Even if he's in Konoha, how hard could it be?"
Kisame Hoshigaki chuckled, setting it aside as he picked up the bandage-wrapped greatsword.
"Are you against going to Konoha now?"
Itachi's face remained cold as he spoke.
Kisame Hoshigaki had long been used to Itachi's manner. Grinning, he said, "I have no objection at all, as long as Mirai is the first one eliminated."
"That doesn't sound like you. You seem to like Mirai."
"I want to see just how strong the man who killed Zhang is."
"Then let's go."
As Itachi's voice faded, he vanished from the spot in a flash.
Turning to look at Mirai on the television, Kisame smiled sinisterly and vanished in a flash as well.
The spacious room suddenly fell silent. Only the television that had just been smashed remained, with a small flame flickering from it.
Onstage, Mirai strummed his guitar and sang one hit song after another. Since most of the audience were teenagers, the love songs he sang suited them perfectly. Cheers erupted from the crowd after every song.
After singing five or six songs, Mirai was genuinely a little tired. He then went backstage to rest for a while.
This time, the audience below the stage looked at Mirai with great respect. At first, because Mirai's recent legends had all been built on killing, he had become an unrestrained killing machine in their eyes.
However, Mirai's singing onstage and his occasional interactions made everyone feel as though they were basking in a spring breeze. Moreover, the lyrics resonated with them and tugged at their heartstrings. Before they knew it, Mirai's image in their eyes had gradually changed.
Mirai sat in a recliner beneath the stage while Clay waited on him.
"My lord, I never