On the moon, before the Wind Hole left by the spatial tremors triggered when the restrictions on summoning the Ox-Head Heavenly King were lifted.
Momoshiki and Kinshiki met with Urashiki.
All three belonged to the new generation of Ōtsutsuki born within the past thousand years.
Arrogant by nature, Momoshiki despised his smooth-talking, opportunistic peer Urashiki from the bottom of his heart.
Momoshiki said coldly, "You lost the clan's treasured artifact, Karasuki, yet the higher-ups didn't punish you. How unusual... Surely they weren't showing you leniency because you're Ryūshiki's lackey?"
Urashiki shrugged nonchalantly. "Heh, you certainly keep yourself well informed, Senior... It was just a toy my uncle made. You're underestimating how broad-minded our superiors are~."
"Broad-minded?" Momoshiki said disdainfully. "A spineless fellow like you, born into the main family, keeps prattling about broad-mindedness? What a joke."
The smile on Urashiki's face remained unchanged, but a barely perceptible malice crept into the depths of his eyes. "Hey, hey... Let's not get so hostile. I truly respect you from the bottom of my heart, Senior Momoshiki."
Not wanting their meeting to turn too sour, Kinshiki said respectfully, "Lord Momoshiki, our purpose here is to harvest the chakra from Kaguya's land. Urashiki arrived first, so he should know more about the situation there."
"Hmph." A cold snort came from beneath Momoshiki's veil. He turned his head aside, accepting the opportunity to back down.
Then Kinshiki raised his head and said sternly, "Urashiki, if you truly respect Lord Momoshiki, come down and speak properly! That is no way to behave toward your seniors!"
"Oops... Yes, yes, you're right, Senior Kinshiki." Urashiki jumped down from the Palace's eaves and, carrying the Fishing Rod over his shoulder, walked up to the towering Kinshiki. He pointed at the spatial Wind Hole behind him.
"As you can both