"..."
Black Zetsu truly had no idea what to say now.
He had considered rewriting history too, but that idiot Hagoromo had shared chakra with the Shinobi World back then!
The entire Shinobi World had records of his history. How was Black Zetsu supposed to change that?
The Shinobi World's regions were not isolated from one another. If he secretly altered the records in one place today, people from elsewhere would correct them tomorrow.
Eventually, he had abandoned the idea and focused on finding Asura's and Indra's reincarnations.
Who could have known a problem would crop up here!
"Enough, Tobirama."
Madara looked at Tobirama impassively and spoke coldly.
"Don't think you can do whatever you please just because you have Izuna in your hands."
Judging by the time, Obito should already have set off toward Kumogakure with the army.
"Izuna, rest here for a while. Your big brother has something to do."
Madara affectionately stroked Izuna's head, an inexplicable ache rising in his heart as he looked at his pale skin.
He found a White Zetsu and told it to get Izuna something to eat, then left.
"Big brother..."
Izuna stared blankly at his older brother, then closed his eyes.
"Big brother, Tobirama probably put quite a few tricks into this body. Destroy it."
Little Tobirama's eyes went wide, and he grabbed Izuna's ear.
"Have you lost your head? Didn't I explain the whole story and all the flaws in the logic? Why did you still switch sides?"
"I haven't switched sides. I understand what you mean too."
This time, Izuna did not struggle and let Little Tobirama pinch his ear.
"But I can't stop what my big brother wants to do."
"And I won't attack him."
"We've already seen each other. Since this is what he truly wants, I