"Where did this person who appeared out of nowhere come from? How curious!" The speaker's voice carried a hint of amusement, as though he was deeply interested in this sudden arrival.
He wore an orange spiral mask that completely concealed his face, revealing only one eye.
That eye bore the pattern of a Sharingan, spinning ceaselessly as if it could see through everything.
"He's merely someone who appeared by accident. There's no need to pay him too much attention. If he truly poses a threat to us, we can simply eliminate him in advance."
A lump of black mud replied coldly, seemingly unconcerned with the sudden stranger.
"Hmph, we'll see about that!" The masked man sneered, clearly disagreeing with the other's view.
With that, he turned and left the scene, leaving the other person behind in silent thought.
At that moment, somewhere on the roof, a young girl leisurely swung her pair of pale little feet. She held a skewer of bright red candied hawthorn in her hand and savored it with relish.
"Oh my, how interesting~"
"Hmm, this world seems rather interesting. It isn't as boring as I imagined."
The corners of the girl's lips curled slightly into a faint smile.
Her gaze casually swept across the scene below, as though she did not care about the conversation just now.
Yet beneath her seemingly calm exterior lay an indescribable anticipation.
"I wonder what kind of story will unfold next? I can hardly wait!" the girl murmured softly, a flash of excitement gleaming in her eyes.
Inside the Root base.
"Damn it!"
"As expected of the evil Uchiha!"
"They deliberately left me an opening so I could seize Uchiha Shisui's right eye, then turned around and blew up my base!"
The speaker was none other than Shimura Danzō, who