Tobirama turned a deaf ear to the heated discussion behind him. Rational as he was, his emotions were not swayed by them.
The original purpose of distributing the Tailed Beasts had been to keep the villages evenly matched in strength.
Dismembering the Tailed Beasts like this, even dividing them so that everyone got a share, and deliberately weakening them was profoundly inappropriate in his eyes.
They had to prepare for future generations. Even if the Shinobi Alliance progressed smoothly and the entire world became unified, the Tailed Beasts still had to retain absolute strength, deterring all manner of unforeseen events that might arise in the future. After all, the human heart was the hardest thing to predict.
The core of it all was stability.
Before stabilizing the Shinobi World, they first had to stabilize the village.
He could clearly see the public sentiment that had already been ignited, as well as the longing shining in everyone's eyes.
Who could refuse the fantasy of riding the Nine-Tails around the Shinobi World?
Even if Tailed Beasts truly became so widespread that everyone had one, the village had long since prepared countermeasures.
Just as Uchiha Tobihi had said earlier.
The Uzumaki and the Uchiha.
Along with the rapidly advancing ninja tools, all of these were powerful means of keeping the Tailed Beasts in check.
Compared to that, he was now beginning to worry about the Uchiha Clan.
If any random pair of Three-Tomoe Sharingan could control a Tailed Beast, that would be far too frightening for the village.
The meeting was nearing its end. The quality of the distributed Tailed Beasts will follow the same standard as that batch of Seven-Tails fragments last time, he thought.
The ocular power of the Three-Tomoe Sharingan could barely suppress a Tailed Beast, yet could not control