The corners of Kakuzu's mouth lifted slightly.
Cooperation?
Watching Kakuzu suddenly vanish, Orochimaru shook his head helplessly. He might as well stay here and keep waiting. As far as he was concerned, he was a Hokage who knew absolutely nothing.
Just as the two groups sat down to discuss their cooperation, a figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the area.
"B-Black! Black! Black-Faced Buckle Ghost!" The moment Ōnoki saw him, a sharp pain gripped his chest. He clutched his heart and cried out in a trembling voice.
"What do you want?" A wasn't quite so fragile, but he still watched Kakuzu with his guard raised to the utmost.
"Do you know where you are standing right now?" Kakuzu asked, looking calmly at the two of them.
Mabuyi, Kitsuchi, and the hundred-odd others also broke out in cold sweats, staring fixedly at Kakuzu as though facing a formidable enemy.
"This is Konoha. Can't we sit here and chat for a while? If you're here to welcome us, shouldn't you do that at Konoha's entrance?" A stepped forward and spoke warily.
"No problem." Kakuzu nodded.
"If there's no problem, then why are you here?!" The calmer Kakuzu looked, the more uneasy A felt.
"I'm just here to remind you that you're currently occupying a major transport artery of Konoha. I've already received plenty of complaints from merchants preparing to leave Konoha to sell their goods elsewhere. They say someone is blocking the road." Kakuzu cheerfully spouted nonsense.
He hadn't even brought his phone out today. He had dropped it into the toilet last night while using the bathroom, and it was still drying on the balcony. Once it dried out, it would still work.
"Never mind those merchants. They have nothing to do with you. However, under article 5489, subsection 230