Seeing the Three Little Ones spring into action, Kakashi sighed.
These three youngsters truly lived up to their name as Uchiha Kazama's disciples.
The wild streak they showed in action was exactly like his!
"Konan, the three youngsters have made their move."
"Our job is to protect them."
"Let's go!"
With that, Kakashi drew the short sword from his back.
The instant he gripped it, his presence grew razor-sharp.
Without a doubt, Kakashi's decision to take up swordsmanship again during this time had been right.
Absolutely right.
This was where his talent had always belonged. But his father's suicide, his teammates' deaths, and his teacher's sacrifice had held him back.
They had once made Kakashi question whether he was truly of any use.
Then Kazama had taken away Obito Uchiha's eye and placed White Fang back in his hands.
Now, Kakashi was no longer a scarecrow lost in a rice field.
He was a genius wielding formidable swordsmanship!
"Copy Ninja Kakashi" would surely become the greatest misconception the entire Shinobi World had about him!
"Understood."
Konan nodded and turned her gaze toward the ribbon woman clutching a rag doll.
That near-immortality she had displayed earlier surely came with conditions.
And her methods were vicious.
Not only did she possess tremendous offensive power, but she could also control those she attacked.
At that thought, Konan unleashed the Divine Paper Technique.
The paper fluttering around them began sealing off the battlefield.
"Why struggle?"
"You'll all die soon enough."
"Is there really any need to wait until my lord emerges to experience that despair?!"
Holding the rag doll in her arms, the ribbon woman tilted her head and watched Konan with a mocking look.
"Despair?"
"Perhaps..."
"But at least for now, you can't make me despair!"
As Konan finished speaking, the surrounding sheets