Hooked on Bringing People Home? Madara Uchiha: Am I a Pet?

The more Madara Uchiha thought about it, the more his scalp tingled.

He only wanted to create a Ninja World without war, a better world where everyone could live.

He did not want humanity to come to an end, nor did he want to become the one who wiped it out.

"But that assumes the Infinite Tsukuyomi really is a lie."

He said it with a frown.

Kanami sighed. "That brings us back to Black Zetsu. If he really is your will given form, shouldn't he have come to you the moment you were revived? Instead, he hid and listened in."

"Even if you set the eavesdropping aside, Black Zetsu was there just now. But where is he now? You're the only one still here. Do you think your own will would run away the moment it couldn't win?"

Kanami had laid it out plainly.

Madara Uchiha finally nodded.

He trusted himself. In the end, that was why Black Zetsu's behavior felt so unlike him.

"You're right. I would never flee out of guilt. I, Madara Uchiha, would rather die fighting."

Nagato and Konan listened quietly from the sidelines.

Truthfully, they only understood bits and pieces.

Kanami had used so many terms they had never even heard before.

"In that case, come back with me. I think the shinobi of Konoha Shinobi Village will have some interesting opinions about you. That is, provided you don't tell them about your plans for the Infinite Tsukuyomi."

That was Kanami's proposal.

Madara Uchiha said, "You want me to deceive the shinobi of Konoha?"

"I'm not asking you to lie. Just don't bring it up unless someone asks. That's not out of character for you. If they ask, tell them."

Kanami was casual about it. What else could he do about the awful things