Konan noticed Pain's silence. She had merely voiced the doubts in her heart; she held nothing against Nagato.
Still, Nagato, who now carried on Yahiko's last wishes, must have been suffering terribly too.
The silence did not last long. The two left the Land of Grass and headed back toward the Land of Rain.
The Rock Ninja's actions would soon become known throughout the shinobi world, and Amegakure was only a day's journey from Kusagakure.
After they returned to Amegakure, Deva Path Pain soon disappeared into the downpour.
However powerful Pain was, he was still a puppet and needed regular maintenance. Spending his time submerged in formalin was the norm.
Watching Pain leave, Konan looked up at the heavy black clouds overhead and opened her umbrella.
A moment later, umbrella in hand, Konan headed toward Amegakure's Ninja Academy.
Before long, Konan arrived at the Ninja Academy that trained the Rain Ninja, but she did not go inside.
Standing outside, Konan watched the students laughing and playing in their classroom, and a faint smile appeared on her impassive face.
After Hanzo of the Salamander, the Demigod of the Ninja World, died, it had taken her several years to turn the academy into a normal school, abandoning its old, cruel, bloody methods.
Although she and Nagato controlled Amegakure, they did not want it to become a source of recruits for the Akatsuki.
Thus, only a small number of ninja in Kirigakure even knew of the Akatsuki's existence.
Only those truly willing to venture into the darkness could become peripheral members of the Akatsuki.
Just then, a Rain Ninja teacher noticed Konan and hurried over, bowing slightly. "Lady Angel."
"Go back to your work. I'm just looking around."
Konan treated the Rain Ninja gently, but she also noticed the fervor in the teacher's