They cleaned up the liquor bottles and hot pot.
Konan let Nagato rest his head on her lap.
The back of his head lay against a soft, fragrant lap pillow, while splendid scenery filled his view.
Nagato could not hide his embarrassment and surprise. "Konan, is this really okay?"
Konan's eyes shimmered. "At least this way, I won't feel sleepy."
Whether the blush on her cheeks came from drunkenness, bashfulness, or both, only Konan herself knew.
Konan held the crystal ball against her chest.
That way, both she and Nagato could clearly see the footage from the Telescope Technique.
Naturally, Nagato was the caster. Though Konan had also learned the Telescope Technique, her chakra could only project scenes within Amegakure.
In the image, Darui, Samui, and C were sheltering from the rain in a ruined temple. Their clothes were disheveled, and their eyes were dull and lifeless. They had clearly suffered greatly.
Konan recognized their surroundings at a glance and said in surprise, "That's the mountain god temple in our Rain Country, isn't it? The last time they were summoned back was half a month ago. They still haven't left the Rain Country?"
After thinking for a moment, Nagato said, "The first six times they were summoned, they were all close to their homeland. Their spirits must have broken by now."
Konan lowered her gaze and smiled. "I think what really broke them was seeing Pain Rin get killed six times and still smile as she greeted them, wasn't it?"
In the moving image.
Samui raised her lightless eyes and asked dejectedly, "Hey... can we still make it home alive?"
"..." Neither Darui nor C answered her.
So Samui got to her feet.
Darui called out to stop her. "Samui, where are you going?!"
Samui said, "I'm going to take