Just as Black Zetsu had predicted, a seed had indeed been planted in Madara Uchiha's heart-but it was a seed of determination to drag him out and put him down.
On the way to the Land of Hot Water, Madara's thoughts refused to settle. He repeatedly compared the records on the Uchiha Clan's stone tablet with that bullshit myth, and for some reason, subtle ripples stirred in his heart once again.
Eternal peace?
There was no denying that those words still held tremendous appeal for him. They almost seemed tailor-made for him.
Such smoke-and-mirrors trickery had no credibility whatsoever. Rather than convincing Madara, it had made him start questioning the contents of the Uchiha Stone Tablet as well.
Madara Uchiha was now absolutely certain that once he dragged out the mastermind behind all this, he would make him pay dearly for making a fool of him!
Beside Madara, Shingetsu was leafing through hot spring brochures, paying no mind whatsoever to that stupid Moon Worship Cult.
The Land of Hot Water was famous for its many natural hot springs. Konoha had hot springs too, but those were entirely man-made and nowhere near as enticing as the country's distinctive varieties.
"Master, look! They've got red hot spring water!"
Right now, all Shingetsu could think about was soaking in a hot spring.
Just imagining herself soaking in a steaming natural hot spring, letting all her exhaustion melt away, then eating a hot spring egg, drinking a bottle of chilled milk, and enjoying a feast of local cuisine afterward was enough to make her hum a happy little tune.
Tobirama Senju, who had somehow ended up accompanying the master and disciple again, sighed helplessly. He felt as though he was here to babysit them yet again.
"We're not here to have fun."
"Hmph!"
Shingetsu