In Ryūchi Cave.
Madara and Obito sat together, the grandfather and grandson laughing and chatting about anything and everything.
The two had gone clubbing together before, and just now, they had piloted Gundams together...
You could put it this way.
After this war, their bond had grown stronger by leaps and bounds.
"Sigh..."
Sasori quietly inspected and repaired his puppets off to the side.
This battle had cost him nearly ninety percent of his figurines.
Even the remaining ten percent were missing arms or legs...
He said nothing, but deep down, he was hurting like hell.
A few minutes passed.
An arrogant voice rang out.
"Bleep, bleep, bleep, bleep! The great me is back!"
Obito turned around somewhat helplessly and said,
"Hidan, can't you talk without swearing and rolling your tongue?"
For once, Hidan didn't argue with Obito. Instead, he said excitedly,
"Leader, I owe you one for that sacrifice!"
"Because I offered up the snake sage's soul, Lord Jashin personally bestowed his blessing on me!"
Just as I thought, Obito mused.
Employee incentive schemes really are everywhere.
As long as we work hard and do our jobs properly, we can give the boss a better life!
Speaking of which...
Obito watched Hidan, who was practically giddy with excitement.
A strange idea suddenly popped into his head.
If I made Hidan use the Reaper Death Seal, would the Death God and the Evil God fight?
And if they really did fight, I wonder which one would come out on top?
...Holy shit, I'm so fucking curious!
The look in Obito's eyes as he regarded Hidan suddenly changed.
As the saying went, practice was the true test of knowledge.
Maybe... I should find a way to have Hidan try it later?
Sasori quietly put away his puppets and tossed a small