"Did those Kirigakure ninja get their heads caught in a door? We already ambushed them once. Who'd be stupid enough to go straight back to the same place and do it again?"
Yet Momoshiki did not laugh along when he heard that. Instead, his pale eyes narrowed thoughtfully.
He abruptly turned his head, fixing his gaze on Jigen beside him.
"Kirigakure's gates are wide open right now, and its fighting strength is depleted. Don't you have any ideas?"
Faced with Momoshiki's probing question, Jigen did not even raise his eyelids. He replied coldly, "None whatsoever."
Momoshiki paused, raising an eyebrow. "Why?"
The situation was plain to see. Kirigakure had sent its people out for that stupid exam, leaving its defenses weaker than they had been at any point in the past twenty years.
On top of that, those Jinchūriki had all shown themselves. They were practically meat on a platter. Why not catch a couple now and have a taste?
As long as they could get their hands on one or two Tailed Beasts and recover some strength ahead of time, surely their chances of winning against that human called Gekkō Raito would at least double.
Before Momoshiki could voice his doubts, the corners of Jigen's mouth suddenly rose into a meaningful smile.
"You don't understand. I've studied that man for years. He's devilishly shrewd. He would never do something so foolish and pointless."
"This time, he's deliberately sending large numbers of ninja out. No matter how you look at it, there's something eerily sinister about that move!"
"So our best option is to stay put."
Momoshiki clearly had no patience for talk that built up their enemy. His face was full of disdain.
"Who cares whether he's lost his mind? The point is that the Jinchūriki are all standing