A look of satisfaction flashed through Black Zetsu's eyes as he watched the bewildered Mui.
Yes, this was exactly how people ought to look at me.
Always playing the lackey. Doing it in front of Madara was one thing, but having to grovel even in front of Obito? What a disgrace!
Now, he had finally stood tall.
"Fine. I could still use someone to serve tea and fetch water. You'll do."
Black Zetsu spoke casually as he looked at Mui, who was kneeling before him, trembling.
Mui breathed a sigh of relief, but he still dared not stand. Looking at the Box of Ultimate Bliss, which was nearly fully charged, he summoned his courage for his son's sake and asked a question.
"Lord Zetsu, um, can the Box of Ultimate Bliss really not grant wishes?"
Black Zetsu glanced sideways at Mui. Instead of answering his question, he spoke in a low voice.
"Do you think something that looks this sinister is a wishing machine capable of granting any wish?"
Besides, the omnipotent wishing machine over in Fate at least looked like a glittering golden Holy Grail, and it could grant wishes before it was corrupted.
This thing, on the other hand, was pure contamination. It had absolutely nothing to do with a wishing machine.
"It's done."
Indra looked at the Box of Ultimate Bliss, which had stopped absorbing chakra, and took his hand off its surface.
"What next?"
Indra turned to Black Zetsu and asked.
While Mui was still grieving over Black Zetsu's revelation that the wishing machine was a sham, Black Zetsu suddenly turned to him.
"You haven't actually thrown any humans into it, have you?"
At Black Zetsu's words, Mui shuddered violently. He shakily raised his head and gave a smile uglier than a sob.
"Lord Zetsu... eight