Meanwhile...
Danzo had someone reproduce the photograph of Kagami Uchiha in his hand at its original size. This shithole did not even have a photocopier, so this was his only option.
After Comrade Shimura Danzō's brainwashing had steadily deepened their hatred of Kagami Uchiha, every member of the Ōtsutsuki Clan now reacted to his name as though he had murdered their own mother. They really threw themselves into their work.
Danzo found the sight deeply gratifying, but it also made his balls ache. Why the hell had those beasts of burden never been this obedient when I was the Third in Konoha?
Shimura Danzō's purpose was to gain the Ōtsutsuki Clan's trust, sabotage them from within, and pass along whatever intelligence he gathered.
Ah, life really is too damn hard for me, Shimura Danzō.
All these sacrifices and humiliations I'm enduring are for Konoha!!
That night, Shimura Danzō stood on a rooftop and looked up at... oh, right, there was no moon here. Tears of homesickness trickled down his face. To think that I, Shimura Danzō, would one day go undercover for Konoha like this!
Shimura Danzō had already made up his mind. Once he returned, he would publish a book titled "The Third Hokage Goes Undercover Among the Ōtsutsuki."
Just then, Shimura Danzō's phone rang...
The tears in Shimura Danzō's lone eye instantly dried up. His demeanor turned fierce as he scanned his surroundings. After confirming that no one was nearby, he picked up his phone and answered Dave's call...
He had imagined Dave saying, "Thank you for your hard work, Comrade Danzo. Our organization has seen all the sacrifices you've made for Konoha. We'll definitely erect a monument for you when you return." He heard nothing of the sort. Instead...
**"Shimura Danzō! Fuck your mother! I f******, you