From experience, he could tell that Yahiko would still be able to elaborate on the topic brought up for a long time to come with friendly teasing and blushing.
- Wait, Nagato-kun," Konan stopped him, "let's check...?
The three teenagers grew serious and nodded almost in sync, heading for the Akatsuki leaders' private training room, located in the heart of the base, separate from the general training areas of the regular members of the organization and with an entrance in close proximity to the trio's rooms.
Nagato, who had been the first to go underground, touched the monolithic metal door and with a pulse of chakra, deactivated the intricate fuin, then opened it with obvious effort. The hall was more secure than other bank vaults, also because it was the very thing that allowed the friends to gather their own organization so quickly.
Naturally, the second reason for the security was the fear of destroying the entire base if a particularly dangerous ninjutsu got out of control. This had happened to the Rinnegan wielder before, and the past shelter had to be rebuilt.
It was a good thing that it was done quickly with the appropriate Doton techniques, and the trio didn't suffer from a lack of chakra. Now that they had people under their responsibility, they had to be more careful, though it was mostly the girl who was "suffering".
The huge hall behind the door, which allowed even the most powerful fighters to spread out, due to its size, was no more special, being just a room in the stone.
Only a close look at the corners of the room revealed a series of symbols that not only kept the enormous weight of the stone above his head from collapsing without any support, but were also responsible for the almost indestructible barrier that held back even the destructive power of the Sage of the Six Paths' dojutsu.
The only problem was only the high chakra consumption, but thanks to Nagato's very decent reserve, there was no need to worry about that.
Of course, three orphans, even if they had entered the force, wouldn't have access to such luxuries even by the standards of some hidden villages, but there was also a treasure here that gave a huge boost to both the teenagers themselves and their ambitions.
A simple wooden plaque covered in intricate ligature, the size of a small book, was tossed carelessly against the wall. After a glance with his friends, Nagato walked over and picked up the practically indestructible artifact, then with a small pulse of his hand against the seal, which was disguised as a painting and had not a drop of chakra in it, he activated it.
With a small pop and a puff of smoke, a scroll appeared on the seal.
- Come on, show me what's in it! - Yahiko rubbed his hands together impatiently.
The scarlet-haired teen didn't wait and spread the scroll out on the floor and unsealed its contents. Books, a bag of cash, a cloth wrapped in rope, and a few sheets of a message. Pretty much a standard package from an unknown well-wisher, something you could get about once a month.
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