Amegakure Tower, the bathroom of a fragrant bedchamber.
Konan stood beneath the shower, letting the clear water flow over her flawless body.
A navel ring Nagato had given her had already been set into her taut lower abdomen.
Three cun below the navel was where the body's chakra pathways converged, also known as the "Root Chakra."
She could feel Nagato's chakra gently joining the flow of her own chakra.
It would not harm her in any way; on the contrary, it effectively eased her fatigue.
"With this, I can focus on sharing Nagato's burdens for the next month..."
After turning off the water, she went to the mirror and, after far too long, examined her most genuine post-bath appearance.
Of course, she knew she was a genuine beauty.
After drying the droplets from her body and putting on form-fitting fishnet clothing, she sat in a chair nearby. She slowly pulled on light-purple tight pants along her long legs, slipped into a backless top, then reached behind herself and pulled up the zipper on her back.
Standing before the mirror, she used a light layer of foundation to cover the black discoloration spreading around her eyes. After tidying her bun, she picked up a pale-blue paper flower beside her and pinned it to the right side of her hair.
Rising to her feet, she took the robe hanging on the wall and wrapped it around herself, then tied Amegakure's forehead protector to the right side of her waist.
"Come on." She lightly patted her cheeks, rallied her spirits, and walked out.
"So, was the jutsu difficult to master?"
Nagato put down the scroll of Earth Grudge Fear Jutsu in his hand and smiled. "About half as difficult as the Incomplete Flying Thunder God. Three days should be enough for me to