Is This What You Had to Do? Kill My Friend?

In a small, nameless country.

Konan pushed Nagato's wheelchair down a narrow alley.

"Konan, do you think we can really build Dusk here until it's as big as Akatsuki?"

Nagato spoke softly from his large wheelchair.

Konan smiled. "Of course we can."

"Don't forget, Akatsuki started with just three of us. If we're sincere and do work that matters, I believe Dusk can succeed just as Akatsuki did."

Nagato nodded. "Akatsuki followed the first light before dawn and sought peace for the Ninja World. Dusk will follow the last light of evening and use what light we have to guide others who have suffered through war."

His eyes shone as he spoke.

It was his wish, Yahiko's wish, the wish the three of them had shared from the beginning.

"After all these years, I never thought we'd end up back where we started."

Konan smiled too. "I know. If Yahiko could see us, he'd probably laugh and cheer us on. No matter how small the task, what matters is doing it."

Just then, the expression on Konan's face changed.

Two pairs of great white wings formed behind her in an instant.

"Let's get out of here first."

She smiled at Nagato and took flight.

At that moment, several Shuriken flew in from behind. They struck Konan's wings, throwing her off balance.

"Konan!"

Nagato knew at once that something was wrong.

"I'm fine. We need to go. Someone must be after us."

Konan formed her wings again, white sheets of paper patching the damage.

"Tobi still won't leave us alone!"

Nagato's eyes turned cold.

Then, right in front of them, a two-hundred-meter-tall Susanoo rose from the ground.

"Kanami?!"

"No, it isn't him! Kanami's is green. This one's blue. It's someone else!"

Konan grabbed Nagato and tried to fly around it.

"Hmph.