"So you think that Mysterious Man from back then had a hand in this too?"
Crouching on a large rock, Kakashi looked at the mission scroll, then turned his gaze toward Sasuke, who was crouched beside a small puddle with Naruto, pointing at it.
Why did this guy seem so unreliable?
"No shit. Even the Bloody Mist didn't operate like that."
Rolling his eyes, Sasuke kept poking the little puddle in front of him with a finger crackling with electricity.
Even if he hadn't known the original plot, knowing there was another Uchiha out there would have been enough to make him suspect someone was controlling Kirigakure.
Fuck, was that how you ran the Bloody Mist? At first, you could say the major clans held all the power, so people hated them and started slaughtering them. But how did that slaughter spread to the minor clans, then eventually to civilians too? Was that something any fucking sane person would do?
As far as Sasuke was concerned, Kirigakure was hands down the most absurd of the Five Great Shinobi Villages. Fuck, the other villages beat their enemies' brains out, while these guys beat out their own people's brains.
Everyone else was obsessed with fighting for supremacy in the Shinobi World. They were obsessed with infighting.
They fought and fought until they turned their village into the weakest in the Shinobi World. And then there was that joke of a Sixth Mizukage.
But the moment Sasuke thought of his own brother, who had slaughtered their entire clan in a fit of brainless insanity, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Fuck, at least Kirigakure could be considered under Obito's control, so the blame wasn't on them. But nobody had been controlling Uchiha Itachi.
"I'd bet the guy controlling the Fourth Mizukage has a grudge against