Hearing the voice from behind him, Uchiha Yato was not particularly surprised.
"What do you want to ask? Go ahead. Now that Madara Uchiha has passed away, you do not have many reservations during this time."
The one who had spoken was, of course, the ninja world's foremost filial son—Black Zetsu.
"How much do you know about me?"
Seeing that Black Zetsu intended to be so direct with him, Uchiha Yato wore the smile he was most proud of.
"I know everything about you."
Black Zetsu would not believe that statement even if it killed him. How old was Uchiha Yato? How much could he possibly know?
Black Zetsu was more inclined to believe that Uchiha Yato had learned these secrets somewhere before, allowing him to deduce Black Zetsu's identity and goals.
"You will not interfere with my plan, will you? After all, I believe you are an Uchiha who keeps his promises."
Hearing Black Zetsu attempt to morally coerce him at this point, Uchiha Yato became somewhat interested.
"The person I promised was Madara Uchiha. What does that have to do with you, Black Zetsu?"
"If you keep being dishonest, believe it or not, I will reward you with a sealing technique?"
Black Zetsu's first reaction upon hearing that was to flee immediately, but it knew very well that it had only one chance. If it failed to seize it, its thousand years of waiting would come to nothing.
Black Zetsu not running was beyond Uchiha Yato's expectations, yet also perfectly reasonable.
Then, Uchiha Yato's playful side rose to the surface.
"You know I have plenty of methods to bring your mother back."
"Have you never considered that your mother does not actually love you~?"
Black Zetsu immediately refuted those words. It absolutely refused to admit that its mother