Acting and Sneak Attack

In the wind and rain, Nagato listened to Yahiko's dying words, trembling all over as he lowered his head, making it impossible to see his expression. After a long while, he finally spat out a single word in a strange tone. "Oh!"

"'Oh'?" Yahiko, who had been preparing to "close his eyes," stared at Nagato, who was right in front of him, in shock. "Oh, my ass! Shouldn't you be staring wide-eyed in grief and getting lost in memories of the past right now? Can you at least put some effort into it? Look at Konan!"

"No!" Konan was already kneeling in the rain with a despairing look on her face, as though her whole world had collapsed.

"And look at you! What the hell are you shaking your head down there for? It's raining, so you don't even need to shed actual tears. You just need to make the right expression—is there anything easier than that? Fine, hiding your face by lowering your head is one thing! But if I heard right, were you holding back laughter just now? You were definitely holding back laughter, weren't you? Can you be a little more professional?" Yahiko rattled off a string of furious complaints.

"And you're criticizing me? How do you sound like someone who's about to die with all that energy?" Nagato finally raised his head and said expressionlessly, though his eyes were brimming with amusement.

"You! Even a dead man would be pissed back to life by you, you know?" Yahiko shot Nagato a fierce glare.

"Alright, I'll pay attention! Let's continue. Hurry up and lie down," Nagato suggested quietly.

"Lie down, my ass! The act's already been exposed!" Yahiko rolled his eyes, shoved Nagato aside, and stood up directly.

Hanzo narrowed his eyes from atop the hill and