The Sunagakure battlefield.
Looking at Sasori's delicate features, Chiyo's mind filled with memories of the past.
But now was not the time to think about those things.
Chiyo knew that if she did not defeat her grandson, the village's only tailed beast would fall into someone else's hands, and Sunagakure's standing among the great nations would vanish.
She took out a scroll and slowly unrolled it.
Ebizo was idle too, and likewise took out a bundle of scrolls.
Chiyo turned back and said, "Little brother, this time... could you stay out of it?"
"You've had your way your whole life. This time, I'm afraid I won't listen to you." Ebizo's lips moved slightly.
"We have to finish this quickly today. You should understand that too. We're inside the village, Sister, and with the state Gaara is in, his chances look grim. We have to hurry..."
"Ah..." Seeing Ebizo's determination, Chiyo said no more.
"You two old fossils, finished discussing your tactics? If there's nothing else, let's begin. I'm short on time, and I don't want to keep anyone waiting!"
Sasori swept both hands outward and was just about to act when Chiyo smiled gently and replied, "Child, what's the hurry? Are you so unwilling to spend a little more time with your grandmother?"
"Poof!"
Two clouds of smoke emerged from Chiyo's scroll.
Beneath the smoke, two puppets appeared.
The instant the puppets appeared, Sasori's pupils could not help widening slightly.
Chiyo said, "Child, do you still remember them?"
Sasori said, "Oh, so it's them. You've still kept those antiques..."
Chiyo said, "Hehe, that's right. It looks like you still remember. These were the very first puppets you made, [Father] and [Mother]..."
"Tch!" Sasori said disdainfully. "What are you trying to do, bringing those things out at this point? I made