Final Payment and Recovery

When Natsume appeared, everyone from the [Ninja World] present felt a surge of joy and finally relaxed.

Except for Madara.

Natsume, who had personally brought them here to infiltrate, was also their pillar of support.

Without that pillar, there was no telling whether they could keep up the infiltration.

Much less overthrow the entire [Otsutsuki Clan] in the end.

During this time, they had come to deeply understand the Otsutsuki Clan's strength and terrifying foundations.

Without the help of Natsume, Madara, and the others who had already infiltrated the upper ranks, even if they worked for another hundred years until they were nothing but piles of bones...

they probably still would not be able to shake the Otsutsuki Clan.

"Young Clan Head, you..."

Fukagawa was quite astonished as he looked at Natsume, who had shot up considerably in height.

"This?"

"I went somewhere where time flowed faster and stayed there for nearly two years."

"That's why I grew so much taller."

"Don't worry. I'm still me."

Physically speaking, Natsume, who was nearly fifteen years old now, had naturally changed quite a bit from before.

But everyone here was a colleague from the Ninja World and knew him well, so they would not mistake him for someone else.

They were merely astonished by one thing.

How had this guy grown so much taller in just a few days?

"Oh?"

"There's a place where time flows differently?"

"Can you let me take a look?"

Sasori was quite curious as well.

If a few short days could yield two years of time, how wonderful would it be if he could go in and conduct research?

After all, he had a puppet body, and his lifespan was far longer than that of ordinary people.

It was the perfect chance to make use of that