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With orange hair, Pain, who was once thought by conspiracy theorists to be the Fourth Hokage, appeared in front of Uchiha Obito and asked in a flat tone:
"Madara-sama, do you know anything about Gensou?"
Obito's face stiffened montarily, but the spiral mask concealed everything.
He quickly responded in his usual enigmatic tone: "An old acquaintance."
Pain continued, "Is there a possibility of recruiting him into Akatsuki?"
Hearing this, Black Zetsu subtly shook its head at Obito.
Understanding the signal, Obito replied, "Unless you are willing to hand over everything you have to him."
"I understand." Pain's face remained expressionless.
Now self-proclaid as "God," there was no way he would hand over everything to another.
"Since he's an old friend of Madara-sama, I'll leave this person to you to handle. Ensure he doesn't interfere with our plans."
"You don't have to say it. I'm also eager to et this old friend," Obito replied deeply.
Pain nodded.
Before his phantom disappeared, he asked again: "By the way, do you know how Gensou was resurrected?"
"That's sothing I really want to know too!" This ti, Obito answered sincerely.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Madara-sama."
Pain gave Obito one last look before his phantom dissipated.
Afterward, Obito turned to Black Zetsu, and Black Zetsu looked back at him.
Obito's eyes narrowed as he instructed, "I want to know all of Gensou's movents. Such a troubleso individual suddenly appearing gives a sense of unease."
"I understand."
Black Zetsu nodded empathetically and then sank into the ground.
Left alone, Obito muttered to himself, "Resurrection... Rin... Even if it succeeded, what would it achieve? In this flawed world, it would only lead to another tragedy!" "So... no one can stop from completely changing this shinobi world!" anwhile, atop the Gedo Statue's fingers, six phantoms were chatting.
Deidara, with his golden spiky hair, complained, "What the hell? Why does the leader like to hold etings like the old man? I was in the middle of creating a new art piece. This disrupts my inspiration, hmph."
"What's so great about art? Deidara-kun, why not join in believing in Jashin-sama?" Hidan, never missing a chance to preach, tried to recruit Akatsuki's talents with enthusiasm. "You bastard!!!"
Deidara imdiately shifted his anger from the leader to Hidan, glaring at him fiercely, "You talentless cult leader! How dare you insult art! Bring out your so-called god, and I'll show him the greatness of art, hmph!"
Hidan was instantly provoked.
He shouted angrily, "Ahh! You little punk! How dare you insult the great Jashin-sama! Where are you? I'll cleanse you, heretic!"
"Co on then!" Deidara taunted, "Your so-called god is worthless compared to art, hmph!"
Hidan retorted, "Art is just a joke! Go ask outside, how many people believe in that crap. Art is a joke!"
This remark not only infuriated Deidara but also made Sasori, who had been disinterested and silent, open his eyes and coldly threaten Hidan:
"Hidan, insult art again, and I'll turn you into a human puppet! I'm very interested in the topic of whether an immortal body can retain consciousness after being turned into a
puppet."
Though Sasori and Deidara had different understandings of art, Sasori had a deep reverence for art itself and would not tolerate Hidan's insults.
Seeing Deidara with backup, Hidan quickly turned to Kakuzu: "Kakuzu, your teammate is being targeted! Help out!"
Kakuzu glanced at him and calmly said, "I'd also like to see if you can really die."
Hidan: "..."
Not far away, Kisa, who witnessed everything, smiled and said, "What a lively organization! Unlike Kirigakure, where everyone seed ready to stab each other in the back. What do you think, Itachi?"
Itachi did not answer, his Sharingan appearing to focus on the group while his mind was elsewhere.
Kisa, having spent considerable ti with Itachi, had so understanding of his often silent partner.
Unbothered, Kisa continued, "Still thinking about the Nine-Tails? The leader won't bla you for not capturing it under those circumstances."
"Or... are you thinking about your brother?"
Kisa looked at Itachi, his shark-like face forming a peculiar smile, "It's curious that you, who slaughtered the entire Uchiha clan, would spare your brother twice now."
Itachi finally reacted, speaking slowly: "I'm thinking about soone else."
"Oh? Who?"
"Hagoromo Gensou."
"That guy~~~"
Kisa habitually touched the imaginary Sahada on his back, reminiscing,
"Speaking of him, Kirigakure has a profound impression. I rember many tis in the academy, the teachers would gnash their teeth ntioning him, as if all of Kirigakure's misfortunes were his fault."
"Not addressing their own problems, but blaming the dead."
"What a joke!"
Kisa said disdainfully.
Itachi gave Kisa a deep look and calmly said, "Is that why you defected from the village?"
"There were many reasons." Kisa smiled.
"Anyway, the legendary Gensou's return ans the shinobi world won't be peaceful. I'm
curious to see what Kirigakure is like now."
"You enjoy chaos?" Itachi asked indifferently.
Kisa replied, "It's not that I like it, it's the organization that likes it."
Itachi nodded in understanding.
At this mont, Pain and Konan's phantoms appeared before them.
Without wasting words, Pain issued orders: "The shinobi world will be very unsettled soon.
It's ti for Akatsuki to expand its operations."
As Kisa said, Akatsuki's initial mission was to amass a large amount of money. For this, Akatsuki functioned as a rcenary organization, deliberately inciting small wars, monopolizing war commissions from small countries at low prices, then expanding the war
for greater profit.
With the news of Gensou's resurrection shaking the shinobi world and drawing attention, it
was the perfect ti for these schers to rise.
Pain issued a series of tasks to accelerate Akatsuki's ultimate plan.
Before the eting ended, Itachi specifically asked, "How should we deal with Hagoromo
Gensou?"
Pain looked at him indifferently.
"Ignore him."
"Disperse!"
In an instant, the space before the Gedo Statue beca empty and cold once again.
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