"Poor Jinchūriki, we feel each other's pain!
Tell us your stories, and let's all be happy!"
The seven Jinchūriki shared their experiences together on Demon Island.
Orochimaru had been absorbed in his work in the laboratory for quite some time.
Might Guy had escorted the Jinchūriki squad, but when the main army set out, he had left with it.
Jiraiya looked at the cheerful group.
Kushina was hugging Fū, constantly ruffling her hair.
Han was arm wrestling with Killer B, while Roshi and Utakata watched quietly from the side.
The Jinchūriki were getting along remarkably well!
Come to think of it... where were Gaara and Naruto?
Red and blond hair were easy to spot in the forest, and he soon found the two chatting in secret.
"Orochimaru's almost finished, and the army has already set out. When are we leaving?"
"Let's wait for Uncle Obito. Brother Xuanhui said we could leave then."
"Can Obito find this place?"
"Don't worry. He has a way to contact Orochimaru."
Jiraiya had already walked over.
"What are you two talking about?"
"Huh? We're talking about the tailed beasts!"
"Yeah, the tailed beasts."
Jiraiya scratched his head, sensing that something was off.
While he was puzzling over it, Orochimaru emerged from the hut, holding a scroll.
"Good morning... everyone."
"Orochimaru, it's already afternoon."
"Huh? Has that much time passed?"
Seeing Orochimaru's bleary eyes, Jiraiya knew it: the man was planning to fool them by pretending to work on experiments.
How could Orochimaru ever get sleepy while experimenting?
Jiraiya smiled smugly.
In truth, however, Orochimaru really hadn't slept well.
After all, only he knew how difficult it had been to work overtime to create miniature versions of the Eight-Tails and Nine-Tails.
But... it still wasn't time to sleep!
The surprise attack unit led by Kankuro