At the border of the Land of Fire.
In a place crawling with spies from every faction.
Two figures wandered back and forth, seemingly terrified that someone might fail to notice them.
One wore a Konoha jonin vest and a Konoha shinobi forehead protector.
And that was not all.
He openly flaunted a pair of Sharingan, making it obvious that he was an Uchiha.
The other looked like a shark, with a smile so "friendly" it practically radiated nuclear fallout.
A large sword wrapped in bandages rested on his back, looking particularly conspicuous.
The two were none other than Obito and Kisame.
"Not even Super Idol's smile is sweeter than yours~ Not even the August noon sun shines brighter than you~" he sang in Tengger's booming style.
A while ago, Obito had heard from his little brother that the bounty on his head was a full seventy million ryo.
So he had decided to use himself as bait and see whether he could reel in a big fish.
He wanted to find a partner for that idiot Hidan, who had traded his brains for good looks.
Obito muttered under his breath.
"Hopefully, he'll come looking for me himself. That'll save me the trouble of finding him."
The target he had picked this time was the shinobi world's hardest-working wage slave—Kakuzu.
A man who had been working since Hashirama's era.
Only to have all his savings squandered by that pretty little spendthrift, Konan. What a poor bastard.
Apparently, the first thing Kakuzu had done after being brought back through Impure World Reincarnation...
Was kill a few shinobi and head to a Bounty Station to collect their bounties.
Then he had discovered that the money he had spent his entire life saving...
...was all fucking gone!
Kisame asked quietly.
"Lord Obito, are