The timeline moved forward—to Kumogakure—
"Big Bro, you can't do this to me!" Killer B, the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki who had been forcibly confined, wailed in agony. Rarely, he did not use his rap-like cadence.
"This is for your safety! No means no! Go back!" The Raikage stood before Killer B and roared angrily.
Gather all the Tailed Beasts in one place? He would have to be insane to agree to that! The Jinchuriki were already in the eye of the storm. Now that Akatsuki's objective was clear, setting aside the dangers along the way, if Konoha slipped up under these circumstances, they would lose two Tailed Beasts outright!
As for why they had chosen Konoha as the competition venue, it was merely because Konoha happened to be centrally located and had abundant resources.
"But..."
"No buts. If you're really bored out of your mind, I'll allow you to hold a concert in the village. You can even have people invite others to watch. Of course, everything will be voluntary."
Hearing that, Killer B, who had been huddled in the corner looking utterly aggrieved, instantly perked up. He asked excitedly, "Big Bro, you mean it?!"
"When have I ever gone back on my word?" The Raikage wore a stern expression, looking as though every word he spoke carried absolute weight. Still, he silently added in his heart that he had only said he would help invite people. Whether anyone would actually be willing to come watch was another matter.
After all, the Raikage could not keep an eye on Killer B every day. If he did not find something for Killer B to do, the man might very well sneak off. Given Killer B's strength, it would clearly be difficult for anyone else to keep him under watch.
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