"We really don't know where Lady Angel is!"
"Lady Angel always comes here at fixed times to hand over work to us. We don't know anything else."
"We really are just ordinary workers!"
At the bloody sight, the staff members practicedly put their hands over their heads and crouched down.
One man who looked like a minor supervisor shuffled forward a little and spoke to Obito with a mournful expression.
"Is that so? Then don't you have some way to contact her?"
"I don't believe you'd just keep crouching here without calling anyone when something like this happened."
An icy voice came from beneath the mask. The man in front of him trembled; clearly, Obito had been right.
"There's no rush for that yet. First, tell me where Pain's body was put."
Obito intended to get some information out of these people first.
"Don't be afraid, everyone! Let's rush him together and take him down! He should be the traitor Lady Angel told us about!"
Just then, a voice rang out from a corner, and a kunai appeared in the hand of a man wearing work clothes.
He stood and hurled the kunai. A cold gleam flashed through the air, shooting toward Obito's heart.
"A pointless act."
Tagitsuhime's cold voice rang out. She waved her hand lightly, and a silk ribbon danced in front of her, catching the kunai before throwing it back.
The kunai flew back several times faster than it had come. There was only the sound of air being sliced apart before a bloodstained kunai lodged in the man's throat.
"Couldn't you just stay put? Daydreaming all day won't make you a hero."
Obito looked at the dead man, a disdainful smile curling his lips beneath his mask.
"A hero without the strength to back it up