Takahashi Yū and the Kaguya Brutes were stuffing their faces in Root's gloomy base.
"That's the second time you've bitten my hand! Are you doing it on purpose?!"
Wuren banged a bone club against another clansman's head, sounding somewhat annoyed.
"Deputy clan head, it's too dark in here. I can't see, man..."
Enduring the blows from Wuren's greasy bone club, the clansman protested his innocence.
At that, Takahashi Yū looked around the vast underground space. It was a little dark; the scattered, dim lights on the walls were practically useless.
"Hey, buddy, where's my old pal Danzo?"
Takahashi Yū asked the Root ninja bringing up the food. He wanted to spruce up his old pal Danzo's lair for him. Stay in a place this gloomy for too long, and your mind would become twisted.
"Sir, after Lord Danzo instructed us to prepare the food, he went to the prison alone."
Ptooey.
Takahashi Yū spat out the tiny bones he had chewed to bits. Of course he knew his old pal Danzo had rushed off to improve his "strength."
"Wuren, brighten this place up. Remodel it to match our home."
Takahashi Yū stuffed another whole roast chicken into his mouth and spoke indistinctly.
It had been a long time since he had eaten normal food. Chewing the exquisite food before him, Takahashi Yū could even taste a hint of the Akimichi Clan's Yakiniku Q.
"Yes, boss!"
Wuren took a few clansmen whose bellies were bulging from their meal and began looking around the base for tools.
To match our "home"?
What was our old home like?
Houses so shabby the wind blew through them, straw to sleep on, torches for lighting, enemy skulls for decorations, animal hides for warmth, big cooking pots that only needed to work...
*This Root Base seems