Renya couldn't be sure whether his conversation with Danzo had been noticed by the hidden White Zetsu.
Even if it had been discovered, it didn't really matter.
Judging from the way Uchiha Madara treated him, there was a high probability that Madara had already guessed he had other intentions.
It was just that the two of them had always maintained a tacit understanding.
Perhaps Madara was waiting for the day Renya would finally reveal his hand.
But that day wasn't far off anymore.
Once the Allied Shinobi Forces were dealt with, he would tell Uchiha Madara the truth.
Renya felt that with his current strength, he was already capable of standing up to an aged Madara.
Even if the other party possessed the Rinnegan, he wasn't particularly afraid.
If he really couldn't win, he could always retreat, return to the village, and call for help.
He believed Senju Tobirama and Shimura Danzo would be more than happy to join forces to oppose Uchiha Madara!
Besides, Renya felt his chances of victory were quite high—there was no real need to return to the village to gather reinforcements.
If it weren't for the Allied Shinobi Forces buying time right now, he would've already gone straight back to the base to make a move on Madara.
Forget it—he'd deal with it when the time came.
An entire afternoon passed, and he didn't know whether Tobi had returned yet.
Renya went back to the reef where he had been lying in the sun earlier. On the silent sea, the only sound was the waves crashing against the rocks.
He stood alone on the reef, gazing out at the distant horizon.
After an unknown amount of time, two tiny black dots suddenly appeared far away, rushing toward his position at incredible speed.
They were Tobi and Hanzo of the Salamander, arriving from the Land of Rain.
"I've brought the help you wanted, Renya-sama!" Tobi said excitedly, panting as he arrived.
Ever since receiving Renya's orders, it hadn't stopped for a moment—rushing to Amegakure to inform Hanzo of the Salamander, then immediately running all the way back without rest.
"Poison Master, I'm here to help," Hanzo of the Salamander said, breathing slightly heavily, his muffled voice passing through the gas mask.
After all, the Land of Rain was quite some distance from the Land of Water.
Even for a Kage-level expert traveling at full speed, it still took a considerable amount of time.
At this moment, it was already morning.
"Hungry?" Renya said. "Want to go get something to eat?"
Hanzo of the Salamander: "…"
So this was the so-called emergency the white creature had mentioned—the Poison Master anxiously waiting for him in the Land of Water?
Along the way, Tobi had urged him on nonstop.
And now, after finally arriving, Renya wanted to eat first?
This didn't look urgent at all!
...
A small town in the Land of Water.
Inside a sushi restaurant.
"Please enjoy your meal!" The server placed the dishes on the table, then turned and left.
"Eat—why aren't you eating?"
Renya picked up a piece of sushi and put it into his mouth. Seeing Hanzo of the Salamander sitting there without moving, he quickly reminded him.
Hanzo of the Salamander glanced at the surrounding diners, then at Renya eating sushi in front of him. Beneath the mask, the corner of his mouth twitched.
Was it that he didn't want to eat?
He simply couldn't control the poison within his body. The moment he removed the gas mask, toxic fumes would leak out.
At that point, everyone in the restaurant would suffer.
"Sorry—I forgot you can't eat right now."
Renya slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing it.
"But it's fine. Once I'm done eating, I'll pack you a portion to go, then we'll find a deserted place for you to eat."
"Poison Master, aren't you in a hurry?" Hanzo of the Salamander asked, watching Renya enjoy his food.
Back in the Land of Rain, he had already heard about the Allied Shinobi Forces and the mysterious man.
He immediately guessed that the mysterious man was Renya.
He had assumed being summoned for help meant a dire emergency—but now it didn't seem that way at all.
Hanzo of the Salamander couldn't see even a trace of anxiety on Renya's face. It was as if failing to capture the tailed beast didn't concern him in the slightest.
In fact, Hanzo had guessed correctly—Renya truly wasn't worried at all.
Not only that, he was deliberately trying to stall for time.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here to eat.
"These things can't be rushed. You need to eat your fill to have the strength to work."
Renya stuffed sushi into his mouth as he spoke, his words slightly muffled.
The Land of Water really lived up to its reputation as a coastal nation—the fish here was incredibly fresh!
When he returned to the village, he absolutely had to bring a few back.
He'd let that old geezer Senju Tobirama taste what true top-tier sashimi was.
With the Flying Thunder God Technique, he could arrive in the shortest possible time, ensuring maximum freshness of the ingredients.
Hanzo of the Salamander: "…"
All he could do was sit across from Renya, watching him continuously shove food into his mouth.
He couldn't help thinking—how could someone still have the appetite to eat under circumstances like these?
"Waiter, pack another set to go!"
After finishing his meal, Renya didn't forget to order a takeaway portion for Hanzo.
After all, the man had come all this way to help—treating him to a meal was only right.
The two left the sushi restaurant one after the other and arrived at a dense forest some distance away.
"Here, your food." Renya handed the sushi box to Hanzo.
"Thank you."
Hanzo of the Salamander didn't stand on ceremony and accepted the box right away.
He hadn't been that hungry to begin with, but after watching Renya eat so enthusiastically, he had unknowingly grown hungry himself.
He removed his gas mask, picked up a piece of sushi, and put it into his mouth. His eyes immediately lit up.
It tasted really good!
No wonder the Poison Master had eaten so much—the ingredients were unbelievably fresh!
Renya leaned against a tree trunk in the distance, watching Hanzo of the Salamander devour the food, and shook his head helplessly.
Look how hungry the kid was.
"Renya-sama, when are we attacking again?" Tobi popped its head out of the ground and asked eagerly.
Learning from the previous lesson, it had deliberately gathered a thousand White Zetsu this time—nearly every one it could possibly muster.
With Renya-sama and Hanzo of the Salamander working together, there was a very high chance they could snatch the Six-Tails Jinchuriki from the Allied Shinobi Forces!
Tobi didn't plan to tell Renya about its arrangements.
It wanted to give Renya-sama a surprise.
It was certain that when Renya-sama saw such a massive White Zetsu army, he'd be utterly shocked!
Tobi felt there was absolutely nothing wrong with its plan—it would definitely hold back the Allied Shinobi Forces and create an opening for the two of them!
Keh keh keh!
Tobi could already imagine Renya-sama and Madara-sama praising it for a job well done.
At this moment, Renya still hadn't realized how serious the situation was.
"Tobi, don't rush. We need to find the right timing."
Although that's what he said, in reality he just wanted to delay things for another couple of days.
"So that's how it is!" Tobi suddenly realized.
It hadn't expected that with Renya-sama's level of intelligence, he actually knew to look for the optimal timing.
All along, in Tobi's impression, Renya had just been a brute who never liked to think.
If it had used its brain even a little back then, it never would've marched straight into the Allied Shinobi Forces' camp.
It seemed it really had underestimated Renya-sama.