Below Senju Wakama's feet was a place like a bottomless abyss. He could clearly see countless intersecting roads below, with metal boxes glinting as they moved back and forth.
"Wakama, this is the tallest building in this city. It's called the Tokyo Skytree, over six hundred meters high. Below us is Sumida, Tokyo."
"Although it's not the kind of city Tsukuyo prefers, it's enough to show you what a 'modernized' world truly is..."
The night wind brushed against his face.
Senju Wakama listened silently to Zetsu's explanation, his arms crossed.
Zetsu mentioned the magnificent achievements of the working people, the skyscrapers that soared into the clouds, every pane of glass on the buildings, the speeding cars, and so on.
And all this... was but the tip of the iceberg of this world.
At that moment, it was difficult for Senju Wakama to describe his feelings upon seeing this sight.
It was the complex emotion that naturally arose when a person born in an ancient agrarian society confronted a highly developed modern industrial civilization.
He was panicked, envious, and at a complete loss...
Zetsu took him flying high into the night sky.
The first element Zetsu explained was—the airplane.
A mode of transport that could carry ordinary people into the sky and deliver them safely to another destination.
Next came cars, then public restrooms, mobile phones, computers, the giant television screens on the streets, the convenient roads, large factories, vending machines...
In just a few hours.
Senju Wakama was beginning to understand Tsukuyo's pain.
No wonder Tsukuyo had loathed the dry latrines of her childhood so much that the first thing she reformed was the toilets.
Looking down at the city from high above, Senju Wakama felt that it was impossible to explore it all in such a short time.
Seeing that dawn was about to break ahead, Senju Wakama knew the city was about to awaken, and Brother Zetsu would soon take him back to his original world.
A bustling city beyond description, unending tears upon waking from a dream, an endless phantasmagoria of sights.
A few hours' time.
Senju Wakama saw the luxury of this city and saw how its people's lives rushed by.
For Senju Wakama, this was the dream of another world—inexplicable, its resonance lingering on.
Senju Wakama was left wanting more as the scene before him changed again, and he returned to his own residence in the ninja world.
He was no longer facing the brilliant heights of a modern metropolis, but the now-cold bathwater, cold walls, and cold air.
Senju Wakama slowly walked out of the bathroom and into the living room. His gaze passed through the window to the night sky outside.
It was still night in the ninja world.
The nightlife on Hot Spring Street had not yet ceased.
Though it wasn't raucous or noisy below, it was still brightly lit.
But these few lights, compared to what Senju Wakama had just seen, were a world apart.
"Brother Zetsu..."
Senju Wakama said, feeling a sense of loss, "It must have been incredibly painful for Tsukuyo to come from a world like that to the resource-poor ninja world, right?"
"She has her own mission," Zetsu said in a low voice.
"But he's a man..." Senju Wakama sighed. "Not only did he leave the world he loved to come to this place with nothing, but he was also turned into a woman."
"I've always been well aware that although she maintains a friendly relationship with Brother Madara, she has never actually done anything overly intimate."
"It's unfair to Brother Madara, but for Tsukuyo, isn't he suffering too?"
"Gender: male, likes women. As a result, women see her as a rival in love, and men either see her as prey or as a monster."
After saying this, Senju Wakama muttered, "Brother Zetsu, can't you help her out a bit?"
"I want to help, but I can't," Zetsu said in a low voice. "The 'Godhead' she used to hold was created by my mother. She killed the 'Godhead,' and mother got angry."
Hearing this secret for the first time, Senju Wakama couldn't help but ask, "Tsukuyo... killed her own 'Godhead'?"
"Hee hee hee, to be precise, it wasn't exclusively his. It was something my mother created and then lent to her," Zetsu laughed sinisterly. "I've told you before, haven't I? What the raw material for a 'Godhead' is."
Hearing this, Senju Wakama's eyes narrowed slightly.
Some days ago, Senju Wakama and Zetsu had discussed this matter.
At the time, Zetsu had mentioned a 'System.'
But Senju Wakama couldn't understand, so Zetsu compared the 'System' to a 'Godhead.'
Described that way, Senju Wakama was finally able to comprehend.
And at that time, Zetsu had said that the raw material for a 'System' was the native inhabitants of various worlds, i.e., living people.
When a person was willing to give everything for Tsukuyo, they would then have the qualification to become Tsukuyo's exclusive 'System.'
Unfortunately, Tsukuyo was unaware of this fact.
Brother Zetsu had said that if Tsukuyo knew the true nature of the 'System,' he would probably refuse to create an exclusive one.
However, what Senju Wakama hadn't expected was that Tsukuyo had actually killed the 'System' she possessed with her own hands.
Senju Wakama's brow furrowed. "The 'raw material' was... someone important... to your mother..."
"That's half right," Zetsu lowered his voice and said. "Usually, people willingly transform into an inanimate object, willing to be used by my mother. But my mother has more than one 'Godhead' in her hands, and there is more than one person willing to give everything for her."
"They saw my mother as the most important person, but they were not the most important people to my mother."
What a promiscuous old lady.
More than one 'Godhead' in her hands, all of them her lovers, right? All of them willing to give everything for her, right? In the end, this group of men all died for her, all becoming objects in the palm of her hand.
So magnanimous and passionate, yet so cruel and heartless...
Senju Wakama said disapprovingly, "Although Tsukuyo has a terrible personality, you and I should both be very clear that she won't do anything that doesn't benefit her. She does everything with a purpose and only acts if she won't be at a disadvantage."
"This means that for Tsukuyo to do something like killing the 'Godhead' was not an impulsive act, but something she had to do."
"Brother Zetsu, you should know the reason, right?"
Upon hearing this, Zetsu smiled and nodded. "Yes, I know. That System not only forced Tsukuyo to dress as a woman, but it also forced him to do things that disgusted him."
"Then I support Tsukuyo killing this disgusting 'Godhead'," Senju Wakama said, taking a deep breath. "Let's wait. Tsukuyo is very charming; perhaps there are quite a few people willing to give everything for her."
But Zetsu disagreed, saying, "That's not necessarily true. People are selfish, including Uchiha Madara. They will prioritize themselves before considering Tsukuyo. How can there be so many people in this world who would disregard everything for love? Those who can sacrifice themselves for others are still extremely rare."
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