On the coast.
As Tobirama Senju pondered, Shinji quickly pulled every Black Rod from his body. "As the fastest shinobi in the Shinobi World, only you can take them to do this, Second. Otherwise, we won't make it in time. Whether the Shinobi World can enjoy lasting peace rests entirely on your shoulders!"
"..."
The fastest shinobi?
Tobirama Senju's mouth twitched.
He shook his head.
"Two months? Not enough time? What are you talking about? And who are 'they'?"
Tobirama Senju quietly rose, brushed the damp sand from his clothes, and let his reanimated body repair itself. He studied Shinji with a puzzled look.
This guy...
It had been less than two days.
How had he become so powerful that Tobirama couldn't gauge his strength?
"Where's my big brother? Where's Madara Uchiha? Where's Urashiki Otsutsuki?"
Smack!
Shinji placed a hand on Tobirama's shoulder and gave him a harmless smile. "Second, you have too many questions. I don't have time to answer them one by one. Finish this great mission, and I'll tell you everything."
"Now I'll take you to meet them. Your teammates."
The Land of Rain.
Rain filled the sky like fine threads woven into a delicate cloth.
Beneath the endless drizzle, Amegakure looked hazy enough to make anyone want to hide indoors, curl up under a blanket, and sleep without a care in the world.
At an empty dock.
Konan let the rain run down her cheeks and held out her arm to catch it. An inexplicable smile touched her thin face...
As though she had remembered something warm from the past.
Jiraiya, sporting two enormous dark circles under his eyes, stared at Konan in shock and sucked in a breath. "You just said... the Fourth Shinobi World War broke out, the Raikage died, Sunagakure lost, Iwagakure