Deidara lay limp on the ground, still talking tough. "Tch! Zetsu, you really love sticking your nose into other people's business, hm!"
White Zetsu said, "Tsk, tsk. You're paralyzed all over, yet you still have the strength to talk? Sasori, you ought to make a new poison specifically to cure people of talking tough..."
Sasori rolled his eyes at him, took a bottle of antidote from inside his clothes, and poured it into Deidara's mouth. Then he summoned Hiruko again and hid inside.
Honestly, without Zetsu's arrival, Sasori and Deidara might really have both died.
Sasori from the explosion, Deidara from the poison...
No matter how much the two talked tough, they still understood the reality of the situation.
"Regardless of how it happened, at least we captured the Jinchūriki. Let's head back..."
The Land of Lightning.
On an isolated island stood a large number of abandoned high-rise buildings.
This was where the Two-Tails' Jinchūriki, Yugito Nii, lived in seclusion.
Her long, straight, beige-brown hair was woven into a braid that reached her waist. Her expression was icy, like a proud, aloof queen who kept everyone at arm's length.
Because the Two-Tails, Matatabi, dwelled within her, she did not want to cause trouble for the villagers who were prejudiced against her. So she had remained hidden in this remote place, devoting herself to training. She also frequently accepted missions assigned by the village, never refusing.
"Phew..."
Yugito had just completed an A-rank mission. After a simple meal, she came to the training grounds, ready to resume her training.
She wanted to become a perfect Jinchuriki with perfect Tailed Beast control, just like Killer B from her village. Yet even as she envied Killer B, she also detested him.
She hated how Killer B could get along so well with