Uchiha Minamoto handed the scrolls to the calico cat.
"This is the battle report, and this is the news copy."
"I know, I know."
Shamisen rubbed against Uchiha Minamoto's palm.
"Urgent news again, right? I'll deliver it to Uchiha Hinotori."
Shamisen left with her assignment.
Uchiha Minamoto leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath.
Since arriving on the Eastern Front, he had turned the entire war situation around almost single-handedly.
Although the process had indeed been somewhat tiring, the results were good.
Kirigakure's Vanguard Force had been wiped out, Kisame Hoshigaki had fled with serious injuries, and Mei Terumi had been successfully won over...
His only regret was that Obito Uchiha had yet to show himself.
That old turtle really knows how to bide his time...
Uchiha Minamoto sneered inwardly.
No hurry.
Mei Terumi had already informed Karatachi Yagura that "the Light of Konoha has arrived on the Eastern Front Battlefield."
Given Obito Uchiha's personality, he could not possibly remain unmoved.
Next came a patient wait.
He would wait until Obito Uchiha could no longer contain himself and crawled out of that turtle shell of his on his own.
When that time came...
Uchiha Minamoto slowly opened his eyes, and his [Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan] shone scarlet in the dim log room.
Outside the main command tent, the night deepened.
Several bonfires had been lit in the temporary camp.
The Konoha ninja sat around the fires, talking quietly or sleeping to recover from their injuries.
Uchiha Itachi walked slowly along the edge of the camp on patrol.
Moonlight shone on him, casting a long shadow across the ground.
Uchiha Itachi had encountered the Mysterious Masked Man that day.
He had told no one about it.
Uchiha Itachi knew he should report it to Uchiha