Amegakure.
Atop a hundred-meter tower.
The girl had light bluish-purple hair styled in twin buns, with a pale blue paper flower pinned to the right side of her head. Her eyes were light orange-yellow, her features delicate, with light purple eyeshadow and a lip piercing beneath her lower lip.
She wore a black cloak embroidered with red clouds edged in white, light purple fitted pants, and a backless zippered top underneath. A ring pierced her navel, and an Amegakure forehead protector was tied to the right side of her waist.
She stood at the tower's edge, overlooking Amegakure. Amid the misty rain falling from the sky, she appeared especially calm.
Suddenly.
Her brows furrowed slightly.
She turned and walked toward the interior of the tower's summit. A gaunt figure appeared, Black Rods embedded in his body, his eyes bearing concentric ripple patterns.
"Nagato, someone has infiltrated the village," Konan said.
Just moments ago, she had sensed an aura that did not belong to Amegakure. There were always people unafraid of death.
Hearing this, Nagato extended his senses through the Rain Tiger at Will Technique. After a moment, he said, "It seems someone capable has broken my Rain Tiger at Will Technique. Are they those ninjas who do not understand pain once again?"
"Konan, issue the order. Find them."
"Mm." Konan nodded, leaving behind a Paper Clone to care for Nagato. She walked out of the room, slowly spread her wings in the rain, and flew toward Amegakure's administrative command center.
Meanwhile, in the four corners of Amegakure, four figures with Black Rods embedded in their bodies slowly opened their eyes.
Whoosh, whoosh!
They began patrolling Amegakure.
"Foreign ninjas have infiltrated the village. Lead your teams and find them. Signal immediately upon discovering the enemy."
Tobitake Tonbo had been resting