In the Land of Water, on an archipelago formed by several connected islets.
Black Zetsu gazed at the mist-shrouded peaks and confirmed that this was where Kirigakure lay. With a slight shift of thought, he issued an order. "Leaf Dragon, go scout it out."
Generally, Black Zetsu preferred to see things for himself and gather intelligence in person. Once information passed through someone else, many details became distorted and inaccurate.
But this time was different.
Black Zetsu looked at Yin, who was crouched by the shore washing his face, as pale as a ghost. Helplessly, he bent down and handed him a handkerchief.
Yin looked up, his expression on the verge of tears.
"Waaah... can we never take a boat again? It was so scary..."
He wailed pitifully without shedding a tear.
No one had expected him to get seasick, let alone so severely.
The brat had been excited when he first boarded, but before long, he was draped over the gunwale, deathly pale, emptying everything in his stomach into the sea with unfocused eyes.
In this state, he naturally needed Black Zetsu by his side. Who knew what trouble might arise if he left Yin alone with Leaf Dragon?
To be safe, it was better to have Leaf Dragon investigate Kirigakure's current situation.
He had always been reliable, and he was an excellent intelligence operative who had successfully infiltrated the Shadow Organization. Quickly getting a clear picture of Kirigakure should pose no problem for him.
Black Zetsu sat cross-legged on the ground while Yin lay listlessly in his arms, his face pale and even his red hair looking wilted.
He rested with his eyes shut and his brows knitted, discomfort written all over his face, keeping Black Zetsu firmly tied to the spot.
Evening drew near, and moonlight shimmered