While Uchiha Gen was lost in thought, a white-haired old man limped along behind him. Perhaps because the road was fairly level, he did not walk particularly slowly despite his bad leg.
But just as the old man was about to pass Uchiha Gen, he seemed to trip over something and lost his balance, landing on his backside right in Uchiha Gen's path.
Unable to help himself, he let out quiet groans of pain. "Ow... ow..."
"..." Was someone trying to pull an injury scam on him?
Uchiha Gen stared speechlessly at the old man. He could easily have caught him before he fell if he wanted to, but there was absolutely no need.
Looking at the "old man," Uchiha Gen said bluntly, "Find someone from Kumogakure. I want to go to the Waterfall of Truth."
The "old man's" groans slowly subsided. Without a trace of embarrassment, he got up, brushed the dust off his backside, and narrowed his eyes. "You're not running anymore?"
Uchiha Gen narrowed his eyes in return. "Do you think I'm running?" This road in the Land of Fire was wide, but that also meant the "field of view" was broad.
His main purpose had been to send his clones out. Although he had considered leaving outright earlier, that would leave him "fighting alone" again, with yet another "faction" hunting him. Weighing the various benefits, that clearly was not worthwhile.
As for his clones, they were already "a hundred thousand miles away." Bone Lord poked Kagami beside him. "Have you noticed anything?"
Kagami pondered, as though searching for words to describe what he felt. "To be precise, it seems the negative emotions have been divided among us."
After emerging from his "memories," Uchiha Gen had naturally noticed something unusual about himself. Clearly, his earlier decision to