Konan removed her chin from Uehara’s shoulder. Her eyes filled with confusion, and she didn’t quite understand how her disciple’s brain functioned.
Her eyes seemed to ask Uehara, “Are you sure you should be talking about an umbrella right now?”
Uehara stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand on top of Konan’s head, covering her from the raindrops falling in the air, “Sensei, the rain is too heavy. Let’s find a place to hide first?”
“…okay.”
Konan could only nod.
Ninja World was a bit magical.
Whenever a ninja went into the wild, their chances of finding a cave were very high, especially in the Land of Rain, which often experienced wars.
Kimimaro, Hirakawa, and others hid in one of these caves. Uehara and Konan sat at the cave entrance and grilled fish, chatting about the first-generation Akatsuki organization.
Konan told Uehara the truth of that year for the first time.
“…At the peak of the Akatsuki, there were more than a hundred ninjas in it. At that time, we just wanted to use the Akatsuki’s power to eliminate war in the Land of Rain and the rest of the Ninja world. Let people understand the preciousness of peace.
However, we were too weak, and we were all unknown little ninjas. Few people were willing to listen to our persuasion.
At that time, someone else was also working hard to eliminate the war among the five great ninja countries. To spread Akatsuki’s beliefs, we decided to join him. “
As Konan talked, flames filled her eyes, but the people weren’t sure whether it was anger or the reflection of the fire.
Konan kept talking, and the others gathered around the fire in front of her, “His name was Hanzo the Salamander, and he was also the most famous ninja at that time.”
“The title of demigod is no joke.”
Uehara nodded and echoed Konan’s words softly, “If I didn’t meet Yahiko-sama and Konan-sensei, I would have probably joined the Amegakure.”
“We don’t want you to be deceived by his lies, so we forced you to join the Akatsuki.”
Konan shook her head and continued to talk about the past, “In the beginning, our negotiations with Hanzo went smoothly. The Demigod was a strong man who defeated Jiraiya-sensei, so we believed him without reservation.
But that was until our negotiation. While I was patrolling the border with other people, I encountered a deliberate ambush. The others died in the battle to protect me… including your father. “
Konan turned her head slowly, and a touch of guilt and distress flashed in her eyes.
Uehara stopped turning the grilled fish and looked directly into Konan’s eyes, “So Konan-sensei doesn’t want me to risk my life saving you because of this?”
“Yes.”
Konan nodded and continued softly, “But that battle was only the beginning… the beginning of the end of the first generation of Akatsuki.”
Konan did not hide what happened next.
With Konan in his hands, Hanzo restrained the Akatsuki throughout the rest of their negotiations.
Yahiko was forced to commit suicide on the spot to rescue Konan.
To rescue Konan, Nagato used the power of Gedo Mazo and used almost all of his vitality and chakra. His legs were then blown up because of Hanzo’s exploding tags.
“The one who should have died there was me…”
Konan’s fingers tightly gripped the wooden stick in his hand, and the sound of wood cracking joined into the crackling sound of burning wood.
“No one should die.”
Uehara shook his head and slowly reached out to grab Konan’s hand. He whispered, “The evil deeds committed by the sinners should not make us guilty for the catastrophe that happens.”
“…”
Konan lowers her head in silence.
Her spirit wouldn’t improve because of Uehara’s comfort.
Uehara sighed, rubbed his forehead, and whispered, “If Nagato-sama and Konan-sensei are willing. Should we try… and make Hanzo experience the despair of being deceived?”
“What?”
Konan raises her head and looks at Uehara. She didn’t quite understand what her disciple’s words meant.
Uehara went on to explain in a soft voice, “Kandachi and Hanzo didn’t know that Shimura Danzo can’t leave Konoha… Then can’t we become Konoha ninjas and ask him to meet in the name of Shimura Danzo?”
After speaking, Uehara raised a hand in the form of a knife, “If it’s a big event like Shimura Danzo coming, Hanzo would surely come out himself. Let’s take advantage of this opportunity to besiege and kill Hanzo!”
“How would that be possible…”
Konan shook her head, disagreeing with Uehara’s plan, “Hanzo is very suspicious. He won’t show up easily if he finds a flaw…”
“We have nothing to lose anyway.”
Uehara looks at his sensei helplessly, “If he doesn’t come, we’d just waste a little time.”
Konan asked another question, “What if Hanzo takes this opportunity to order a group of ninjas from Amegakure to besiege us?”
“Sensei…”
Uehara’s mood drooped, but he still forced himself to explain, “We would arrange hundreds of millions of exploding tags in the negotiation area in advance. Would that be enough to eliminate a group of enemies?”
Konan’s eyes flashed. She thought for a while and nodded, “To deal with Uchiha Obito, I was thinking of using 600 billion explosive tags along with my Paper Person of God Technique…”
“…”
Uehara’s gaze was dull for a second. Konan’s expression gradually became a little serious, “I could use this as an experiment on how long it would take for the 600 billion explosive tags to explode…”
Uehara looked up at Konan, thinking about the 600 billion explosive tags in anime and seeing them, in reality, were entirely different concepts.
He only saw Konan use a million explosive tags today, but she already managed to blow up a mountain.
Uehara swallowed and said in a somewhat mysterious voice, “Sensei…wouldn’t so many explosive tags be too wasteful?”
“It’s not a waste.”
Konan touched Uehara’s head and said softly, “This time, the purpose of the 600 billion exploding tags experiment is to find a way to deal with Uchiha Obito. Once I confirm the results of the experiment, I’ll find a way to ambush that guy.”
“…”
Uehara sighed inwardly. In the original story, the 600 billion exploding tags did not kill Obito.
“Naraku, I am your sensei.”
Konan stretched out her palm and stroked Uehara’s cheek, “I won’t allow anyone to hurt you.”
“Konan-sensei…”
Uehara grabbed Konan’s hand and whispered, “Those who have hurt Sensei, I will not let them go!”
Hearing a twelve-year-old boy speaking in this tone, Konan couldn’t help but chuckle, “Well, we may not be able to ambush Hanzo…
“But it would scare him too, and let sensei vent a bit!”
Uehara felt a little aggrieved. He was speaking seriously.