thefictionvixens Chapter 72 Copying the Rinnegan!
Chapter 72 Copying the Rinnegan!
Makoto Goji looked at the girl with blue-purple hair.
She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a pretty face and a light blue paper flower on the right side of her head, but her temperament was somewhat aloof and quiet.
She was wearing a well-tailored black robe, the iconic uniform style of the early Akatsuki organization, and was now holding a basket of eggs, patiently distributing them to the villagers and passersby who had gathered around.
Hearing the old hunter's call, she looked up and her gaze fell on Makoto Koji.
Those were amber eyes, clear and bright, and the moment they met Makoto Koji's gaze, a polite and gentle smile appeared on his face.
"Welcome, new guests. Please line up here to get your eggs. One per person, while supplies last."
Xiao Nan's voice is clear, cool, and peaceful; it's very pleasant to listen to.
Upon hearing the call, Gouju Cheng smiled and quickly walked over, rubbing his hands together, saying, "Oh my, this gentleman is so kind-hearted. I never expected such a good thing. Eggs are great; they're good for your health. After eating and sleeping in the open all this time, it's finally nice to have something to eat."
"Don't mention it. We'll be staying here for another five days, so you can come and collect it anytime during those five days."
"Thank you, thank you so much, sir! You are so kind!"
Gouju Cheng took the bag of eggs, which were still warm, his face full of gratitude, and thanked him repeatedly.
Xiao Nan nodded slightly, without responding further, and continued distributing eggs to the next person. Her movements were practiced and calm, clearly indicating that she was used to doing this.
Gouju Cheng didn't seem to care. He picked up the bag of eggs and stepped aside, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping across the entire square.
A makeshift wooden platform was temporarily erected under the huge old oak tree in the center of the square.
On the platform, a boy with striking orange short hair stood there. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome, and had bright, passionate eyes.
He was wearing the same black robe as Xiao Nan, but slightly looser, and was waving his arms as he spoke in a loud and infectious voice to the dozens of audience members gathered below the stage.
"Everyone, please believe me!"
The orange-haired boy is undoubtedly Yahiko, who will become the future Chao Ge.
Yahiko opened his arms wide, his face showing a sincere and eager expression.
"War is not the solution! Hatred only breeds more hatred, and violence only brings more violence!"
"Look at the world outside now. The Land of Fire, the Land of Earth, the Land of Thunder... For the sake of so-called interests and so-called glory, how many innocent people have been displaced, how many children have lost their parents, and how many families have been broken apart!"
His words were simple and straightforward, without any profound philosophy, yet they struck at the deepest fears and hopes of these border civilians.
Many of those who had come for the eggs in the audience looked on with a sense of sympathy.
Some nodded, some sighed.
Is this Yahiko?
Gouju Cheng sighed softly.
This kind of idealistic guy who believes that peace can be achieved between people through understanding and dialogue can no longer be described as naive. Naive guys mostly just have beautiful dreams, but he not only thinks this way, but also tries his best to do it, and he is determined to do it!
Even from just a few words, Makoto could feel the overwhelming affability emanating from this guy. No wonder he was able to attract companions like Nagato and Konan, and establish the first Akatsuki organization in a place like the Land of Rain, which was ravaged by war.
Such characters often possess great personal charisma; in other anime or manga, they would at least be considered half a protagonist or hero.
Unfortunately, this is Naruto!
To realize one's dreams or ambitions in this world, one can only rely on mothers and babies, blood, and sex.
Yahiko Mitsukoshi couldn't get past any of the three, so he could only fail.
"Our Akatsuki organization is here not just to complete our employment mission and protect the borders of the Land of Waterfall."
"We want to prove to everyone that even in this era of war and hatred, there is still a possibility."
"Ninjas and ordinary people from different countries, villages, and even with different stances can work together to protect peace through cooperation, communication, and mutual understanding!"
"We accept employees from Takigakure not for money, but to put our ideals into practice! We want to show everyone that force is not the only way to protect; dialogue and trust can also bring peace!"
On stage, Yahiko's speech continued.
His voice became even more impassioned, but Makoto's gaze had already fallen on the shadow of the wooden platform behind Yahiko.
There was a figure standing there.
He was also dressed in a black robe, but his figure appeared somewhat thin, his back was slightly hunched, his red hair was quite conspicuous, his face was thin and pale, and his bangs hanging down in front of his forehead covered most of his face, only revealing his chin and tightly pursed lips.
Nagato!
However, at this time, Nagato was just a somewhat thin and gloomy red-haired boy with a hint of inferiority, far from the cold god who later controlled the Six Paths of Pain and shouted to carry rice.
Even so, Makoto Koji could still clearly sense the power hidden beneath that thin black robe.
The Hand of God!
Without direct contact, as long as they are close enough, God's Hand can analyze and replicate the other party's chakra traits and bloodline fluctuations by sensing them.
Target locked: Nagato.
More accurately, it was the Rinnegan hidden under his bangs that belonged to Madara Uchiha!
No accidents.
Even the eyes of a sage cannot escape the copying of the hand of God. In just a moment, Makoto Kuraki completed the operation.
I've got the Rinnegan!
"Um?"
Whether it was a misperception or not, Nagato, who had been silently bowing his head in the shadows of the wooden platform, suddenly trembled very slightly, then raised his head and looked at Makoto.
Goji Makoto flashed a bright smile at Nagato, revealing his pearly white teeth.
The copying by the Hand of God cannot be detected, which means that the person being watched is aware of it.
Oh well, there's nothing I can do about it.
After all, it's the Rinnegan; he couldn't contain his emotions!
Seeing Makoto's smile, Nagato was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting this ordinary merchant to take the initiative to greet him, who was standing in the shadows.
He hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly in response, before lowering his head again and resuming his silent and aloof state.
At this point, Yahiko's speech was also nearing its end.
"...Therefore, please believe that peace is not a distant dream! It can begin with what's around us, with mutual understanding and help! The Akatsuki organization is willing to be this bridge!"
That concludes today's speech. Thank you for listening! Please collect your eggs in an orderly fashion. Thank you for your support!
Yahiko finished his speech, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and jumped off the wooden platform with a satisfied smile on his face.
The audience applauded, although many did not fully understand the profound content about peace concepts that followed, but the empathy and the free eggs were real.
The atmosphere was quite nice.
Yahiko walked over to Minami and helped her distribute the remaining eggs. At the same time, his gaze swept across the crowd and naturally noticed Makoto Karatachi, who was carrying a bag of eggs and watching them with great interest.
This man, dressed as a traveling merchant, seemed to have a different air about him than the villagers and homeless people around him who were just there to collect eggs. Although he was well disguised, Yahiko's intuition told him that this man was not simple.
"Hello, I am Yahiko, the leader of Akatsuki."
Yahiko walked over to him with a sincere smile and extended his hand.
"I noticed you were listening attentively. Do you have any thoughts or questions?"