"Wuye, Akatsuki is preparing to capture the Five-Tails, Six-Tails, and Seven-Tails."
A month later, Konan came to Wuye carrying a paper crane.
Although she no longer oversaw the Land of Rain, she still maintained a direct line of contact with Akatsuki.
"It's finally begun..."
Wuye pulled her close and looked into the distance.
The One-Tail, Two-Tails, Three-Tails, and Four-Tails were under their control. The Nine-Tails was within Wuye and Kushina. Only four remained.
"There's still the Eight-Tails. What do you plan to do?" Konan asked, leaning against his chest.
"The Eight-Tails won't be easy to capture. And once I summon away the One-Tail, Two-Tails, Three-Tails, and Four-Tails, the four great shinobi villages will definitely fly into a rage. I can't do that, or they'll hold me back..."
"And I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time..."
He gazed into the distance, his eyes filled with ambition. "The chance to launch the Fourth Shinobi World War and unite the entire world!"
Konan's body trembled slightly.
Her past experiences made her instinctively reject the very word war.
Yet she said nothing. She merely pressed herself tightly against Wuye, entrusting everything, including herself, to him.
"Don't worry. This will be the last time..."
Knowing that she would feel uneasy, Wuye gently stroked her long hair.
"Mm..."
Konan closed her eyes and murmured softly, "What you asked me to prepare is almost ready after all these years. At the Valley of the End, I've reached my limit..."
Wuye's eyes lit up. "That's wonderful, Konan!"
A lovely smile appeared on Konan's lips, and she looked deeply satisfied.
"Oh, Nagato also mentioned something. He asked you to take note of it..."
Remembering something else, she raised her head. "Jiraiya-senpai seems to have set his sights on Akatsuki over the past two years. Recently, he