As for the name of that boy, Sasori seemed to hear someone calling him Lee.
Naruto, sporting a yellow-skinned watermelon-head haircut, was furious.
His face had even turned red because of it.
He had no idea how he was supposed to go outside with this head.
"You told me to do whatever, so I did whatever."
Even with Naruto pointing in his face, Sasori's expression didn't change in the slightest.
He was just a kid; he didn't care.
"Damn it!"
Naruto was completely provoked by Sasori's calm attitude.
He threw a punch, but Sasori casually caught his wrist and threw him out through the already broken glass.
"Oww, that hurts..."
Naruto sat up, holding his head, and saw someone standing behind him, blocking the sunlight.
"Huh?"
He turned to look and his expression changed drastically.
"Pfft hahaha!"
Kiba looked at Naruto's hairstyle and laughed so hard tears almost came out. "Naruto, what are you doing? Are you going to join Lee and the others? What's up with that, hahaha..."
Naruto's face immediately flushed bright red. He covered his head and quickly ran away.
But who was Kiba?
Kiba was known for having a big mouth.
In just a short time, news of Naruto's haircut had spread among the young Shinobi.
The interested young Shinobi all found Naruto.
"Wow, seriously. What were you thinking, getting that haircut?"
Shikamaru looked curious, his face barely maintaining a calm expression.
Behind him, Choji and Ino had turned around, constantly letting out stifled laughter.
This behavior seemed like it was being considerate of Naruto's feelings, but sometimes it was even more infuriating than blatant laughter.
At least Naruto was extremely annoyed.
"Naruto, are you going to join us too?"
Lee saw Naruto's new hairstyle and immediately gave him a thumbs up. "Come on, let's burn with passion together and sweat out our youth!"
Seeing Lee, Naruto's face turned green.
"Nice taste."
Takumi rubbed his chin, a smile at the corner of his mouth. "But if you do this, Kakashi-senpai might get sad, you know."
"No way."
Kakashi suppressed a laugh, covering his mouth.
"Kakashi-sensei!"
Naruto let out an aggrieved roar. He didn't expect even Kakashi to come and mock his new hairstyle.
While they were laughing, Takumi suddenly sensed something.
His smile faded, and he turned to stare in the direction of Sasori's barber shop.
"What's wrong?"
Kakashi noticed his expression. "Is something happening?"
"Hmm... nothing."
Takumi hesitated for a moment, then a slight smile returned to his face. "At least, nothing right now."
"I see."
Kakashi nodded thoughtfully, the playful demeanor he'd had while mocking Naruto vanishing.
Takumi's Observation Haki had perceived some scenes.
He saw all the members of the Akatsuki present, disguised with Transformation Technique.
Fortunately, the Anbu watching Sasori didn't include anyone from the Hyuga Clan, otherwise, they would definitely have been exposed.
But exposing them wouldn't be good either.
If a battle broke out in Konoha with these Akatsuki's members, Konoha would likely be completely destroyed.
These Akatsuki's members had that destructive power.
So, after considering, Takumi decided not to alert them.
He didn't even plan to get close, afraid of arousing unnecessary suspicion.
Even if he were to fight the Akatsuki on a large scale, the battlefield couldn't be in Konoha.
Konoha had too many women he cared about.
He didn't want his battle to involve these innocent women.
"How peaceful it is, as always."
Kisame, transformed into a rough-looking man, turned his head to survey the street scene and couldn't help but sigh.
This was a scene he could hardly imagine seeing back when he was in Kirigakure.
He hadn't been back to Kirigakure in so long; he heard it was developing rapidly under the new Mizukage's leadership, but he didn't know if that was true or false.
"After all, it's the country with the richest resources among the five great nations."
Kakuzu's gaze at Konoha was full of appraisal, as if calculating how much all these buildings had cost.
Occasionally, when he saw certain people, he even felt the urge to act.
"Sarutobi Asuma, bounty thirty-five million ryo."
Kakuzu glanced at a figure that flickered past a street corner in the distance and pulled out his stack of bounty posters.
"Don't alert them."
Pain said calmly. "If a battle breaks out here, we would lose many people. This is Konoha."
"The shop up ahead is the one."
Konan pointed to a unique wooden building on the street corner not far away.
Standing at a distance, looking at the wooden building that seemed out of place with its surroundings, Pain couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect Konoha to have a master capable of using Wood Release hidden here."
He turned to look at Itachi. "Do you remember someone like this being here?"
"I don't know."
Itachi shook his head decisively. He really didn't know.
After all, at that time, Yamato was still under Danzo's control.
"They hide them deep. Probably even Konoha's own people don't know about it."
Pain snorted coldly. "But now, the other four great nations probably know about this too, right?"
"After all, they caused such a big commotion. The spies from the four great nations couldn't have been inactive."
He looked at the peaceful scene of Konoha, his eyes revealing a trace of longing, but also carrying a deep hatred.
He longed for peace, hoping to bring peace to the entire Shinobi World.
But deep down, he hated Konoha immensely, hated that man named Danzo.
If it weren't for him, Yahiko wouldn't have died.
They wouldn't have come to this point.
The cause of everything was that man named Danzo!
"Stop with all the nonsense."
Deidara rushed out impetuously. His desire to rescue Sasori was very urgent.
"Wait."
Pain stopped him. "As agreed beforehand, let me talk with him first to confirm his current will. You all wait outside."
"But!"
Deidara wanted to say more, but was silenced by a look from Pain. He could only pout helplessly.
If he weren't no match for Pain, he wouldn't give in so easily.
"Keep an eye on them."
Pain said to Konan and Kakuzu.
The 'them' naturally referred to Deidara and Hidan.
These two were the most troublesome troublemakers in the group.
"Leave it to me."
Konan nodded calmly. Kakuzu didn't even respond.
He was still observing the surrounding buildings and the clothing and accessories on people, constantly calculating numbers in his mind.
Approaching the barber shop, through the broken glass, Pain saw Sasori standing in the center of the room, manipulating several puppet hands to cut hair for several customers simultaneously.
He couldn't read anything from Sasori's face, so he simply walked in.