The sky gradually darkened, and gloom shrouded the temple grounds.
Pakura looked up at the now pitch-black sky and said quietly:
"It's almost time."
Yūto narrowed his eyes and studied the temple carefully. Almost the entire building lay in darkness, with only a faint light coming from the innermost room.
"The guards should all be gathered over there," he whispered.
"Let's get ready to sneak in. Be careful, and don't get spotted."
"Understood." Pakura nodded.
Under cover of darkness, the two silently crept to the foot of the temple's outer wall.
Pakura suddenly caught Yūto's sleeve.
"Wait, we can't just knock out the guards."
"They change shifts every two hours here. If they find the guards unconscious, we'll be in trouble."
Yūto grinned at her words, a sly look on his face.
"Relax, I have a better idea."
He pointed at his Sharingan. "We just need to control them with Genjutsu."
"No!" Pakura immediately shook her head.
"Genjutsu makes its victims act sluggish. Anyone could tell something was wrong, and we'd be even more likely to get caught."
Yūto explained calmly, "You're underestimating the Sharingan."
"Ordinary Genjutsu does have flaws, but Sharingan Genjutsu can precisely control someone's every movement, making them behave exactly as they normally would."
At this point, a trace of longing flashed in his eyes.
"It'd be even more powerful if I could use Mangekyō Sharingan Genjutsu. That's a power that can control someone for their entire life."
In the original story, Obito had relied on the power of the Mangekyō Sharingan to control Yagura for his entire life.
Madara was even stronger. Even without the Mangekyō at the time, he could maintain control over the Mizukage.
Although Yūto only had Three Tomoe now, controlling someone for just one night was still easy.
Pakura looked at him