"What else can we do? What are people like us best at?"
The Poisonous Woman curled her lip at that and spoke sinisterly.
"Killing? Are you out of your mind, woman? You want us to fight the Uchiha? Are you kidding? We might be fairly strong, but against a large group of Uchiha ninja, we'd have practically no chance of surviving."
The man in the battered hat immediately gave the Poisonous Woman a contemptuous look. At that moment, she had become a complete idiot in his eyes.
"No, no, no. What she means... is what we're best at. Aside from killing, aren't people like us best at disguising ourselves and... creating the chaos most suited to our lord's birth?"
The man with the black lines glanced at the Poisonous Woman, seeming to understand something, then spoke with a smile.
"You have a plan?"
"Naturally."
Smiles appeared on the faces of everyone aboard the boat.
As they talked, a butterfly shedding scales with a faint purple glow rested quietly on the bow, gently beating its wings.
Meanwhile, inside a dream world that looked exactly like this lake.
The entire dream world was shrouded in a hazy, soft silver-purple light. The buildings and boats seemed immersed in translucent glass, their outlines soft and indistinct, slowly twisting and shifting without pause.
At the bow where the butterfly rested in the real world, Shimura Danzō calmly watched the small boat before him.
"Uchiha... Gen. I hope you enjoy this part I've prepared for you: a fallen... Ancient Deity with an insatiable craving for your Uchiha Eye Power."
Inside the dream world, the figures of those people were still inside the boat, but they were all asleep, while the pavilion beside it stood empty.
It seemed... as though some special power had connected this