Chapter 900

At this point, Kaguya, who had long since become the true controller of the body, could clearly sense an aura on the two of them that she could never forget.

It was the aura of her own daughter, Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo.

From the very beginning, Kaguya had recognized the power within Naruto and Sona—seemingly no different from others, but in her eyes, it was that familiar yet repulsive aura of Hagoromo's chakra that she would never forget.

How ridiculous—born of the same ancestor, yet so polarized that not a single similarity remained. If the Uzumaki clan was the family closest to Hagoromo's physical constitution among all his descendants, then the Uchiha clan was the one closest to him in ocular power. Yes, merely close to Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo.

The reason she failed back then was not merely a battle of ocular power; just thinking of her eldest daughter's face, Kaguya radiated a dangerous aura.

Woof woof woof!

"Akamaru! What's wrong with you?"

A burst of barking—Kaguya had no intention of paying attention, but perhaps this was the so-called teammate assigned by above?

"S-sorry about that, Young Lady Hyūga. Akamaru is usually well-behaved. He just barked at you—my deepest apologies! I'm Inuzuka Kiba. We'll be teammates from now on."

In Inuzuka Kiba's mind, it was only natural that he would become the team leader in future operations. Upon learning his teammates would be Hyūga Lin Cheng and Yūhi Nai, he decided he should immediately give them a warning—to establish himself as the most formidable one.

But Akamaru's performance clearly went wrong. As planned, he had intended to leap out and scare this pampered noblewoman—but suddenly, from that tiny human body, erupted an indescribable pressure. Kiba's entire body bristled with goosebumps, and Akamaru let out a howl, scrambling back to his side. Kiba had never seen Akamaru fear anyone so intensely.

Kaguya paid no attention to the man and dog behind her. Her focus remained entirely on Naruto and Sona. Inside, she pondered how to break free from the moon's restraint without alerting Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo. Perhaps the pawn Xiao Jue mentioned might prove useful.

Meanwhile.

"Are you sick, Uchiha Fujiang?" Changmen asked, looking at the woman beside him—Uchiha Fujiang, a member of the Uchiha clan whom Yahiko, himself, and Konan had accidentally rescued. Notably, those who hunted her were also Uchiha. Though initially some companions refused to accept her, now everyone had grown accustomed to her accompanying them.

"Of course not. The dust here is too thick—my nose just itched a moment ago. Come on, hurry and move these documents before those bastards get here!" Zhimeng, impersonating Fujiang, urged. Perhaps that initial chase had been a play staged by her and Xiao Jue, but now they were truly fighting against Leaf Anbu.

Zhimeng: "You're the one who sent the message to that one-eyed, one-armed Danzō, aren't you?"

Xiao Jue: "Tsk tsk, what are you saying? Aren't you missing an eye and an arm too? Oh right! You're also missing three legs—I almost forgot."

Zhimeng: "Shut up!"

The so-called documents were all left behind over a thousand years by the Uchiha clan, the Senju clan, and other great families.

How Zhimeng learned of these places—even the clans themselves had forgotten them—is due to Xiao Jue's friendly intelligence: anything she wished to know, there was nothing she did not know.