Chapter 162: To be or not to be.

Madara looked at Danzo's corpse on the stone table and sighed. This old man had given the Uchiha clan a lot of trouble for a long time and in the end he has gotten what he deserved. Dead on the cold table, Shimura Danzo. Madara smiled for a second and brought his hand close to the old man's face.

"The time has come to take back what rightfully belongs to the Uchiha clan."

However...

"... Hm..." He frowned. "...What is this? There's nothing..."

Danzo's right eye was gone. Someone had gouged it out and that for some reason ignited the flames of anger in his heart. He immediately remembered what happened a few minutes ago and hit the stone table.

"That damn brat..."

-Entering the Land of Rain-.

He moved at great speed on Okamikase's back. He relaxed quite a bit after what he did, he felt much better, he felt... better than anyone. With a faint smile, he looked at a glass vial in his hand. There were two eyes there, crimson eyes like blood.

'Shisui-san's eyes now belong to me. This is my gift from Itachi, but I honestly don't know what to do with this' He shook his head. He now had a Mangekyo Sharingan all to himself, a gift from someone he hated from long ago. Even though he forgave him, he still felt a bit of anger at the memory. Well, in the end it was just someone they used as a scapegoat. The blame lay more on the higher ups in Konoha. 'So what should I do with these eyes...' Looking at the jar with a frown, he touched his face in pain. He had lost the light in his eyes not long ago, he was completely blind, but, as it was in Itachi's memories, if he implants these new eyes... What will happen?

Toru felt that he would lose the Shigan if he did so. To him, the Shigan is more valuable than a Sharingan, for it has that mystical otherworldly ability to slay with a slash. But this was not so, Shisui's Mangekyo has the strongest genjutsu, if he had this....

'He looks different...' Okamikase glanced sideways at Toru. He quickly noticed the change in the boy's personality. Now this boy seemed to have too much self-confidence. Well, that's not bad, but the way this makes him act is disgusting. Just a few hours ago Toru praised him and treated him kindly, but now, after summoning him, he gave him orders as if he was a pet. 'A master like that is the worst thing that could have happened to me.'

Okamikase is an old man in the end, older than Okamitsuki. He lived through the time when the Ōkami clan still had contracts with humans and, to his bad luck, at that time he was touched by a master who treated him like dirt.

If this human brat was going to treat him like that too, it was better to kill him than let him live, but....

'Delusions of grandeur, hehehe. He's a kid after all' He smiled as he remembered his past. He's no saint to say the least, in his youth he was more of a wolf-like demon. He was a total bastard, so he couldn't blame the boy for feeling so powerful after completing his revenge. 'He'll understand soon enough. The price of revenge...' Well they say the devil knows more for the old man than the devil.

And this was going to affect Toru more than the death of his friends, but for the moment, this boy was focusing on what to do with these eyes. After remembering everything clearly, he felt a bit of disgust as he imagined having eyes that weren't his own on his face.

"I'll find a use for them later" He put the jar away and remained silent. Nothing was going to take away this moment of satisfaction. He killed the guy behind it all and it filled his heart with a strange emotion he had never felt before. He felt great, better than anyone else.

-Konohagakure-

The wounds from Pain's attack on Konoha were still present. All the villagers tried to rebuild what had been destroyed as much as possible. Everyone was helping everyone, especially the Jounin of this village, who did their best to recover the most important things that had survived the devastation of Pain's Shinra Tensei.

"Congratulations on your promotion, Ino" In front of her, Shikamaru raised his hand, waving at the girl. He looked at the surroundings and nodded his head. He was overseeing some things that his father, Shikaku, tasked him with, but since he was done, he was now on his way to give his report. However, he ran into Ino.

"Yes... thank you..."

"Now what we're both Jounin, after everything that happened with Toru, surely your father will want you to join our squad, but that would be a bummer. We already have Hakuto to give us trouble."

"That was rude, Shikamaru. To Hakuto, too. And no matter what my father wants, he's too weird. It's overwhelming."

"Well, whatever. I have to go talk to my dad. There's stuff that's still screwing with all of us, so there's a lot of work to do. Which is a lot more annoying than having you on our team."

"Ha~. You honor me with your flattering words."

"Good sarcasm. Goodbye."

"Yes. Goodbye."

Shikamaru left and left Ino looking at the buildings that could be seen completely destroyed. Although, to help those who were left without a home, Yamato took it upon himself to create temporary homes.

She walked through the destruction and looked up at the sky. "It should be here..." she looked at the ground and remembered that this was the exact location of Toru's old apartment. Every time she remembered that boy, she suffered like never before. He dared to do all those things just for the sake of wanting everyone to hate him. What does he want to accomplish with that? But anyway, she is trying to overcome that, although unconsciously she always had that boy in her mind. She even came to this place without realizing it.

She looked at the destroyed things until she saw a box that had survived the destruction. Well, survived is a lot to say for what was left of the box. Curiously he opened it and there were many broken things inside, but soon his eyes widened a bit as he saw something specific.

It was a damaged photo. There they were... the main family of the Asahi clan. Kitamura (Asahi) Kenji, Asahi Kyoko and...

"Toru..."

The photo was torn just on one part of Toru's face, the boy's right eye. The other part of the photo was in the box. So, Ino took it and put the parts together. Toru's face was whole again and she had memories of three years ago.

She was happy and didn't even know it, but now all that was ruined.

'Naruto said that he left together with Pain's partner. That means he's possibly in Amegakure...'

Pushing the thoughts out of her mind, Ino continued to help the other shinobi. They still had to search for the missing people possibly buried in the rubble.

-Amegakure-

Toru climbed down from Okamikase's back as they reached the bridge connecting to Amegakure. He watched the large town for a few seconds and then returned his gaze to the wolf behind him.

"I don't need you anymore, at least not for now. You can go back to your village."

The old wolf looked at the boy's expression. He looked through his eyes and made a quick analysis. That was how a part of him suggested something to him. "Sounds good to me" He nodded "But first of all, I must tell you one last thing."

"Okay, go ahead," he replied turning his back to her.

"Ha~" He shook his head. This kid hasn't fallen that low yet, so he could still straighten himself out with some good advice, but from there on out, he'll let life itself take care of giving the brat a good kicking. "Listen, boy. Remember what I'm going to tell you: on this road we call life, there are many stones you will stumble over. Each stone will be a different experience, each experience will change the way you see the world, and the way you see the world will determine how you live your life. Some stones will cause you pain, others will make you cry and in the end you will fall to the ground, you will fall into darkness. If you understand what I am saying, these words will stay in your mind. I am old now, but I know why I am telling you this."

Hearing these "nonsense" from Okamikase, Toru let out a sigh. "Are you done already? If so, go back home. If Okaminaru is already feeling in a good mood, tell him I'll be waiting for him."

Old Okamikase was disappointed to hear Toru's reply. 'Young people nowadays don't know how to appreciate advice from elders. But well, in the end he'll understand what I've told him. Whether sooner or later' He smiled wryly as the smoke began to envelop him. In retrospect, he should have given the brat a good thrashing to make him understand that he's acting like a jerk, but as he himself previously thought, he'll leave that job to life itself.

Toru watched him fade into the smoke little by little, so he started walking to enter Amegakure, but....

"You will have to find yourself. You must discover who you are, Asahi Toru."

Toru's eyes widened and he quickly looked back, but the old Okamikase was gone.

"Again with the same thing..." In just one day, three different people have said something similar to him and he didn't understand why this affected him so much. It's stupid.

Without waiting any longer and as the rain soaked his clothes, Toru took off his scarf and walked into the village. He put his hands in his pockets and walked through the rain without a care in the world. He felt better than ever, for completing his goal brought him great satisfaction. He tried to remember Danzo's cries over and over again, because they somehow made him feel at ease. He felt that... he could let go of the past.

With a slight smile, he approached the tallest building in Amegakure and looked at it for a few seconds. He had been in this place for two full years and had somehow managed to familiarize himself with this village quite a bit.

"Surely Konan knows I left. Well, it doesn't matter, who cares anyway? Worrying over trifles damages the brain cells."

Well, Toru's brain cells are already damaged, so he couldn't talk like that about others. Who was the one worrying about "little things"? He was. He became more hypocritical than he already was before. Danzo's death boosted his ego, either that or he simply lost what little sanity he had left.

What does it matter? Nothing matters. That's his thought now. Once inside the building, he walked relaxed and with his hands in his pockets. There was nothing for him to worry about anymore, hence his airs of grandeur and relaxation.

"You left without warning, may I know where you were?" Konan's voice was heard.

Toru didn't even notice that she was behind him. With a somewhat grim smile, he lifted his shoulders and looked into her eyes.

"Is that supposed to matter to you? You should mind your own business and stop meddling in other people's lives."

Hypocrisy and arrogance. Konan could see that in Toru's gaze. This, to some extent, annoyed her, but she is a woman with patience bigger than the planet. If she had to put up with a bratty jerk, well, that wouldn't be hard at all. Though she couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with this kid. Yesterday he was nice, more or less, he was pretty quiet and didn't talk much. He even seemed to have trouble answering questions, but now he answered instantly, confident in himself.

In the end, Konan sighed not knowing what to answer.

"Look how Nagato and Yahiko ended up because of that simple fact. What idiots."

Konan frowned and appeared in front of Toru. Those words really annoyed her. "I don't know what bug bit you, but I won't let you talk about them like that."

Toru looked her in the eyes and shook his head. "And what are you supposed to do about it? It's not like what I'm saying is a lie either. I'm right, they were wrong. And they died because of their stupidity."

"..." Konan lowered her gaze and clenched her fists. She was all that was left of the real Akatsuki. Nagato and Yahiko died because they wanted to bring peace to the world. She couldn't allow someone outside of those events to speak ill of the friends who sacrificed themselves for her. She looked at Toru sternly, after that. However, she remembered how this boy killed Shimura Danzo. He was laughing, but he also looked like he wanted to cry. 'How bad is Toru?" she said to herself. The wounds of war change people, but Toru hadn't been in any war, but she had suffered the causes of that very thing. "They wanted what was best for the world, for us," she said with a serious tone. "Nagato and Yahiko wanted to end this endless cycle of suffering. And that's something you don't understand. So, if you dare insult them again, I-"

"What exactly are you going to do, can you even do anything by yourself!" He raised his voice and approached her. "No, you can't. Because you were always the shadow of those two. You're nothing but a girl just as stupid as Nagato and Yahiko-"

*Slap* Suddenly, Toru stopped talking. She was now looking to the right and her cheek was reddened. At the same time, Konan had his hand raised in front of him, his hand was shaking and slowly turned into a fist.

Toru stood processing this for a moment. His hair covered his eyes, so it was hard to tell what expression was on his face. Although, coming from him, that expressionless grimace was always plastered on his face, so it was no surprise that he didn't react to it.

'It hit me...' She recalculated it in her mind. 'It hurts...' and for some reason it hurt more than any hit he'd ever taken. It was then that he realized...

*Drip... drip...*

When he heard the tears fall, when he heard the muffled cry of the woman in front of him, something inside him made him feel terrible. Instantly, that memory from his childhood came back to his mind. The time he was training with his father, but more than training, it was torture. That day, Kyoko intervened and hit Kenji. Kyoko was crying at the time and Toru looked at her with confusion on his small face. Still, Kyoko didn't want to show her son that she was crying at that moment, so she wiped her tears, let out a tired sigh and then looked at little Toru with a big smile on her face. "Forgive me, Toru-chan," she said. As if she was to blame.

Toru let his arms hang down and lowered his gaze. He couldn't see Konan's face, but he could hear her crying. She wasn't going to smile at him and apologize as if nothing happened. Although Toru can't see her because he is blind, Konan is looking at Toru with anger on her face, but despite that, she had tears running down her cheeks. Her breathing was shaky, as if she had been holding back her emotions for a long time.

'I... what... what have I done?' His cheek was throbbing from the pain. Konan's silent sobs were also too noticeable in that place. Because he was looking at the ground, his clothes came into view... His blindness prevented him from seeing, but he could feel the traces of chakra on his clothes... it was Danzo's blood. Again he realized that he himself was no different from Danzo or Sasuke. Even though he said all that to Sasuke, he only wanted to feel superior because he thought that, now that he had killed Danzo, at last his life would really begin. He felt that he could detach himself from his past life and his horrible childhood in this world to live a peaceful life.

He was wrong. This is not a normal world like in his past life. This was not his old life...

"You..." her lowered her hand slowly. "Who do you think you are..." She lowered her gaze so she wouldn't see this boy's face and... "Who are you to talk about them like that!"

Toru remained silent. His eyes were wide, as if he was in shock. That question again, it was that same question.

Who are you?

"I... I..."

Toru couldn't manage to find an answer to that question. He touched his neck and realized that his scarf was gone. He took it off, but why?

"I... I owe you an apology... I'm sorry..." he turned his back to him and headed for the exit, but stopped before he reached the door. "I'm sorry, Konan..." and walked out of the building.

She only looked up as Toru left. She couldn't see his face at that moment, but if she had seen it... she would have seen a disappointed expression. Not disappointed in Konan, disappointed in himself. Inevitably she fell to her knees. She wanted to get over the death of her old friends, but Toru came along and ruined the progress she was making. More than anyone else, she knew she was just Nagato and Yahiko's shadow, and she had already admitted to herself that way, but hearing someone else say it made her angry.

The World is cruel to those who seek happiness....

-Outside the building-

Immediately when he came out, he climbed to the top of the building and surveyed the village in silence. The light was gone, he could only see the death lines of everything. He could see the end of things, he could give those things an end, but despite that, he could no longer see the color of those things. He sat down and closed his eyes.

Who are you?

What are you?

Why... are you alive?

He thought to himself and clutched his head in pain. The light of the Shigan intensified in his eyes and the heavy, traumatic memories of his life flashed before his eyes. He closed his eyes so as not to see what he feared most and covered his ears so as not to hear the screams of the millions of souls clinging to his own. It was for a brief second that the good memories in this life passed in his memory.

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'I... I...'

He opened his eyes again and they showed their beautiful blue and red light. The X in the iris, unlike other times, rotated very slowly.

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...

'¿... Who am I...?'

Even though he was a genius in biology, physics, chemistry and various other fields of science, he still couldn't come up with an answer. That question slowly began to repeat itself over and over again in his mind. He was on the verge of digging his fingers into his skull until he felt the warm sunlight touching his shoulder. What's more, the rain had stopped and the clouds opened up to the sunlight, which beautifully illuminated this gloomy village.

But he could not see this. However, he woke up with a strange and sad feeling, he felt nostalgic. It was so nostalgic that he closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

That day... it had rained, too....

***

The roof of the mansion was slippery and you could feel the dampness in the air. It was no longer winter, so the snow no longer covered the whole country. Instead of the typical Russian cold, there was a beautiful sunshine illuminating everything, but at that moment, a tragic event was taking place. The voices of desperate people were heard, but he did not hear those voices. As he fell to the ground... as he slowly accepted his inevitable death...

'Mother, there is something I could never tell you. I was afraid you wouldn't take it seriously...' He slowly closed his eyes. 'I always liked sad stories. Somehow I identified with the protagonists. They struggled to achieve happiness and in most of the books I read, they succeeded. I admire all those characters because they never gave up and I always dreamed of being like them. I wanted to be like them... and in the end I... am nothing. My ending may not be happy, but I know it will make you happy, mother... goodbye...'

And in the end he fell on the hard concrete of the road at the side of that mansion.

***

He opened his eyes and the Shigan went out. His dull eyes could not see the beautiful scenery and he felt a horrible pain in his chest.

'Who... am I...' Sasuke is an avenger, Naruto a hero. Many know his place in this short road called life, but he... 'I don't know...' he didn't know. He was a bad son, he was a teammate, he was a friend and also an enemy, he was a criminal, but now... he couldn't find that answer.

If you don't know who you are, what's the point of life? Toru approached the edge of the building with that in mind. He closed his eyes one last time and then jumped into the void.

Who am I? Why do I exist? He never had a real goal. What's the point of continuing to exist if there's nothing for him to follow?

As he fell, he opened his eyes and bit his finger.

"Kuchiyose no Jutsu!"

Puff! A cloud of smoke enveloped him and then, further down on the ground, everything broke apart, which raised a large layer of dust that, when it settled, Toru could be seen on Okamikase's back.

'Looks like life kicked him before his time...' The old man shook his head and disappeared, leaving Toru lying on the ground.

***

At the same time, Konan was in the basement of the building, where the lifeless bodies of Yahiko and Nagato rested. She clasped her hands together and said a prayer for them. Her hands were trembling as well as her lips, there were dried tears on her cheeks. She promised herself to repress her emotions until peace in the world is real, but she broke that promise and now she was asking for forgiveness from her old friends.

'I... I don't know what to do...' Without them, she is nothing, or so she thought, but immediately frowned. She knew better than that. Simply Toru's words managed to hit her where it hurt the most and now she was sensitive because of it. 'You should see how he is...' He may be an excellent shinobi, but he's still an unstable teenager. So she decided to be understanding.

She walked out of the basement and up the stairs until she reached the surface. When she poked her head out of the hatch, she saw Toru walking past her up the stairs. She narrowed her eyes and followed him silently, but when she turned the corner, the boy was gone.

There was still that place where the two of them usually watched the rain, so she walked relaxed to that spot.

***

When she arrived, she found that the door was open. Curiously she opened it and there she saw Toru. The rain had stopped and the sun was touching the boy's face. He looked calmer than before, but that was not so. Toru was sitting on the ground. In a moment, he began to scratch his cheek, his face at that moment was totally expressionless. But slowly, he increased the force on his hand and began to hurt himself, without realizing it, apparently.

She saw him and slowly approached, but the boy began to do the same with both hands and blood splattered on the floor. She immediately ran to him and held his hands.

"What are you doing!"

Toru continued to stare straight ahead for two seconds and then slowly looked up. His silver eyes were completely opaque to Konan's sight, it was as if Toru's soul had been ripped out of him.

The boy didn't seem to see her, because he just stared at her as if in shock. She slowly let go of his wrists and Toru looked down at his hands.

"... I... I..." She put her hands to her head. His breathing was slow, very slow, but this breathing soon increased in speed. Cold sweat fell down his forehead and he closed his eyes tightly. His breathing reached a point where it was too strong, he was beginning to hyperventilate.

And this worried Konan.

"No... no..." Toru shook his head again and again. It was as if a large crowd was throwing stones at him, only these stones were the memories of his past life, which still caused him pain even though he had a new life this time. He actually saw all those memories as if he was living in the past, so he could feel those same emotions.

The boy was desperate, or so it seemed. However, despite this strange and sad fact, she was able to discover something when she saw Toru in that state.

"Calm down..." She grabbed him by the wrists again. "Calm down..." She realized that she cared a lot about this boy. 'Why are you like this... What's got you like this...' She somehow wanted to understand Toru, but that seemed to be much harder than achieving world peace. Still, this simple act of Konan's, brought Toru back.

The Shigan in his eyes activated again and he could finally see her. Even though he could only see the outline of her body, he knew who she was. He... he could recognize those beautiful lines of death, because he had seen them so many times before, he managed to memorize them.

"I... I owe you an apology-"

He tried to lower his gaze, but Konan stopped him.

"No. No more apologies."

"It's just that I... I just-"

Before he could finish speaking, Konan walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his torso. Quite relaxed, she had Toru rest his head on her shoulder and gently stroked his hair. She ultimately didn't understand this boy, she didn't know why Toru was this way, but this made her feel very worried. If he was going to help her...

"Don't ever do that again. Don't ever hurt yourself like that again."

A little stiffened by Konan's sudden embrace, Toru stopped opposing strength in his body and looked up at the ceiling.

"I... I don't even know why I did it..."

She understood Toru's words. This boy's case is more serious than it seems, but she couldn't understand what made this boy this way. Why is he so corrupted? She asked herself inside her mind, but in the end, like all her questions, she couldn't find an answer.

But as hard as it may seem to believe, the answer is simpler and stranger than it seems. In his past life, on that fateful day, Alek Goosev lost his ability to feel emotions, no, he did not. Someone ripped away his emotions and, from then on, Alek lived as an empty shell with the sole purpose of saving the planet. However, even though he had no emotions, he was suffering even though he couldn't feel it. That is why, when Toru remembered that life he suffered so much, because when he reincarnated in this world, he recovered his emotions, but he still had the wounds of his past life.

"I see..."

He slowly lowered his arms and touched Toru's cheeks. There was a bit of blood, he was quite hurt, but luckily it was only a superficial wound. So there she decided, her hands were covered in a bright green color and the wounds slowly began to close.

Toru remained quiet and silent. He thought again about what he did and closed his eyes.

"I don't understand..."

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...

"What do you mean?" she said, obviously puzzled by Toru's sudden interaction.

"I don't understand why you're doing this for me. It doesn't make any sense. You don't know anything about me, you're not close to me, you don't know me... I'm a stranger... So why? It's abysmal nonsense. I..."

Konan paused for a second and looked at the ground.

"Then let me meet you."

"... what?"

Toru looked up and for a moment his eyes lit up. He felt confused, but he wanted to hear why this was happening.

"You say I don't know you and you're right. Then let me know you. Let me meet the real Asahi Toru."

"..."

Toru... he was speechless again. He has lost his place in this world, and even though he insulted his and his deceased friends, Konan was still by his side. Even with the light of death in his eyes, he looked Konan in the face.

"I... to my..."

He couldn't see her at that moment because the light was lost in her eyes. However, Konan smiled at Toru's attempt to communicate, to her it was... adorable.

"Go ahead..."

"I like sad stories..."

-Konohagakure-

"Otou-sama, I need all the information about that day. I need to know everything..."

She stood next to Hiashi inside one of the temporary houses Yamato built. Hinata still remembered the day of Konoha's destruction. She wanted to know everything that happened that day, she wanted to know everything about Toru, so... she could kill him. She had already decided, she would leave the past in the past and look at the present. She didn't want to suffer anymore because of a criminal. Although deep down she was still hurting from all the events of these past three years.

Looking at her, bewildered, Hiashi sighed and looked away for a second at the people helping each other rebuild the village. A damaged petal of Sakura's fell near his foot and he smiled slightly. He took the petal between his fingers and looked at it carefully.

"Hinata, everyone is a different world, therefore, everyone has different mentalities."

"Otou-sama, that's not what I asked."

"I know. You've become very serious and dedicated. Part of me feels proud, but the other makes me feel sad. You've grown up a lot, Hinata.

"Otou-sama..."

"Hanabi is now a chunin, she's grown up a lot too. And speaking of her, she's helping people right now, why don't you go and give her a hand?"

She was confused, why was her father acting so kind all of a sudden, he's not like that, but....

"I just want to know..."

Hiashi raised his eyebrows and then smiled.

"You worry too much. Just this once, I'll tell you something that might help you. Nine years ago, Sandaime Hokage offered Asahi Toru to me for adoption."

"...what?"

"Hokage-sama told me that I could train him as a weapon for our clan, but I refused. I think Hokage-sama knew what would happen if Asahi Toru walked away from Konohagakure. He would turn against us..."

"But that doesn't make sense."

"It does, I assure you. Imagine your whole family being murdered and you know the person who did it. Wouldn't you want to seek revenge? I'm sure you understand, you're older now, a Jounin of our village."

Hinata looked down and remembered how Toru killed Hiashi. She felt anger and wanted revenge instantly, but now that her father said it this way, it was true... the same thing happened to Toru. He wanted her to hate him for the rest of her life, so he wouldn't involve her with a criminal.

She understood well what Hiashi was referring to, but it didn't justify Toru's actions.

"Let him go, Hinata. He has abandoned everything he was. He is now someone different and, according to Uzumaki Naruto's words, he will no longer be a problem for the village."

"I can't do that! He's a murderer, a criminal! I can't just let him walk around like that!"

"My daughter, you of all people understand that if you kill him, in the end you will be just like him. I'm not justifying anyone's actions, I'm just being realistic. If you want to kill him, go ahead, I won't stop you because that will be the shinobi path you have chosen, but you will also have to suffer the consequences. I must also apologize to you for all these years, in the end I realized that I don't want any of my daughters to die before me. I couldn't bear to see my family die again."

"Otou-sama... I..."

"Just give it some thought, don't rush. Time will take care of healing your wounds."

Hiashi got up and went to help the people with the reconstruction. This left Hinata helpless and thoughtful. She didn't know what to do anymore, this pain, this hatred, this love....

-The next day, Amegakure...

After what happened yesterday, Toru felt a little overwhelmed. He stayed for two or three hours chatting with Konan. They both talked about many things, mostly about their likes and dislikes. Even though he felt tired now, he couldn't help but think that those hours together with her were relaxing. She managed to calm this boy down, but still he kept asking that question over and over again in his mind.

Who are you?

The answer was still far away. So he decided to stick with it until he found that longed-for answer. And for that...

"I have already made my decision" Looking at the two chakra spheres in the glass vial, Toru narrowed his eyes. In his gaze, the light has been lost, but he could regain it by implanting Shisui's eyes into his body. After that talk, he felt the need to be able to see Konan again. He has not forgotten the appearance of that woman, but he wanted to see her again.

Besides, even though there was the great possibility of losing the Shigan, he would get the strongest Genjutsu. So...

"Yes... that's what I will do..."

He headed to the lab to ask for Akiko's help. She was trained by Toru in different fields that in the end she ended up mastering on her own, no doubt she is a prodigious woman.

'Le genjutsu stronger, the possibility of awakening the Susanoo...' She imagined the possibilities and looked ahead seriously.

He walked alone in the rain for a few minutes until he found himself in front of the lab, but just before he entered....

"¡¿...?!" His eyes glowed crimson and a source of chakra connected to the village. Toru looked back and recognized that chakra.

He said he would return, he had said so. He clenched his fists tightly and frowned.

"Madara is here..." On the other side of the village, Konan thought the same thing.

To be continued...

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Here's another chapter for how long they had to wait.