Takigakure had no idea that an even greater disaster was about to descend upon them.
Compared to the chaotic Shinobi World, their lives were like an idyllic paradise that others longed for.
With no ninja attacking them and no desire to go looking for trouble themselves, they lived like hermits. Yet such a life depended on the will of the strong. If the strong allowed you to keep living, you could remain safely in the village. But if they did not want you to continue living, a single casual order would reduce the village to ashes in an instant.
Clearly, Uchiha Yuu setting his sights on Takigakure meant that their disaster was inevitable.
To the north of the Land of Fire lay Takigakure. To reach this region from the Land of Lightning, Uchiha Yuu did not choose to travel overland.
The deployment of Dawn Hidden Village's upper echelon would draw the attention of many. Traveling by land risked exposing them, so Uchiha Yuu chose the sea route and hastened toward this small country.
"Kakuzu, did you get lost? How could there possibly be a village in a place like this?"
Sasori hid inside Hiruko. After witnessing Uchiha Yuu's powerful body, he had not rashly discarded his own body. Still, to protect his fragile flesh, he had made a sturdy shell. Even an A-rank ninjutsu would have difficulty breaking the puppet around him unless it possessed exceptional penetrating power.
"Are you questioning my memory, brat?"
The two were decades apart in age. Kakuzu remained wary of these ninja who had joined with ulterior motives. Even after all this time, Sasori still held little standing in his eyes.
His gaze fell upon the waterfall before them, and nostalgia filled Kakuzu's eyes. He had once walked out from behind that waterfall. He had