Not bad.
Lying amid the rubble, Rikusei removed the Truth-Seeking Orb from his forehead and held it in his palm, feeling its peculiar texture as he thought to himself.
A simple, blunt response.
It let him know that Teacher had no intention of unsealing Kaguya, and was merely curious about the strength of the Progenitor of Chakra.
He quietly rose to his feet.
Glancing at the question-and-answer gathering around Madara, he toyed with the Truth-Seeking Orb in his hand as he walked toward where Black Zetsu stood.
"Hey, brat." Black Zetsu took a difficult breath, staring at the figure approaching him. "What did you and Madara see at Mount Myoboku?"
"You're Madara's disciple?"
The spiral White Zetsu among the group of White Zetsu stepped forward to cut in first, the hollow single eye on its cheek brimming with curiosity as it stared at the boy before it.
"That's me."
Rikusei lifted his gaze from the Truth-Seeking Orb glowing with moonlight in his hand and sized up the uniquely distinctive White Zetsu before him.
"Can I ask you a question?"
The spiral White Zetsu glanced at the crowd surrounding Madara, then tugged at his sleeve. A slightly bashful voice came from within its spiral mask.
The somewhat mysterious voice made Rikusei's expression turn serious as he listened for what came next.
"What does the urge to poop feel like?"
"Whenever I ask Madara that, he either refuses to answer or stuffs me into the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path."
"You're his disciple, so you must know a lot. Please tell me!"
?
Rikusei's mind froze on the spot.
Looking at the spiral-patterned White Zetsu before him, which was far livelier than ordinary White Zetsu, he probed, "Um, do you have human organs?"
"No."
"If you want to know the answer,"