As he looked at Sōkyū Hatake, who seemed to have reached the end of his rope, a strange feeling suddenly flickered through Hagoromo Otsutsuki's heart.
For some reason, he kept feeling that things today had gone... a little too smoothly?
Was it his imagination?
Hagoromo Otsutsuki looked at his hands. Indeed, this sensation made him feel somewhat different.
"Is something wrong, Lord Hagoromo Otsutsuki?" the White Snake Sage asked, flicking her forked tongue after noticing his unusual behavior.
"Have you felt anything strange?" Hagoromo Otsutsuki stared at his hands without looking away.
"No. What sort of feeling?" the Katsuyu Sage asked in confusion.
"A sense that things aren't quite real."
"Genjutsu? But I haven't sensed any genjutsu?" the Katsuyu Sage said curiously, even sending her chakra pulsing through the surroundings.
Hmm, there was no strange reaction.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss. Indeed, everything in the air feels real." The White Snake Sage's forked tongue had been gathering information from their surroundings all along, and she had sensed nothing else.
After all, snakes were quite sensitive to certain things.
Something was wrong.
Hagoromo Otsutsuki's brows knitted tightly. That sense of wrongness kept lingering in his heart.
Twelve out of ten on the wrongness scale?
Just then, a voice rang out from the other side.
"Sage of Six Paths, have you finished your secluded training? What brings you here?"
At that moment, a familiar voice came from behind Hagoromo Otsutsuki, making his pupils suddenly tremble.
Turning his head slightly, Hagoromo Otsutsuki caught sight of a familiar figure.
Shukaku, the One-Tail!
And at that moment, Shukaku seemed to have completely forgotten what Hagoromo Otsutsuki had done to him at the start. He even approached him affectionately when he saw him.
"Shukaku, the One-Tail!" The White Snake Sage immediately moved in front of Hagoromo Otsutsuki, watching