"Hey, are you done yet? It's almost dark."
Konan glanced helplessly at Shisui Uchiha, who was still deep in thought. After a whole day of twists and turns, she was tired and just wanted to find somewhere to get some proper rest.
As for being taken hostage, Nagato had already escaped safely and obtained half of the Nine-Tails. That had satisfied the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path's basic needs and accomplished the goal of their mission.
The only thing that marred their success was Nagato losing one of his Rinnegan. Konan hoped she could stay by Shisui Uchiha's side and find a chance to take Nagato's eye back.
As for everything else, including her own safety, she had accepted her fate.
Shisui turned to look at Konan. This was the first time he'd had a chance to take a good look at this popular female character from his previous life.
At this point in time, Konan had appeared more than ten years earlier than in the original story. She lacked some of the mature allure she had in the original, and had more of a young girl's innocence.
"W-what are you looking at?"
Under Shisui's assessing gaze, and remembering the bad impression he'd made on her earlier, Konan covered her chest and took several frightened steps back.
Realizing she'd misunderstood him, Shisui glanced at her flat chest and gave a disdainful pout.
Following his gaze, Konan looked down at herself, and her cheeks instantly turned bright red.
As if to prove something, she thrust out her chest and angrily demanded, "What's that supposed to mean?"
Unfortunately, Konan's body hadn't fully developed yet, and she was wearing a loose-fitting coat. No matter how hard she tried to puff out her chest, it made no difference.
Shisui wasn't angered by her