[V2] - Chapter 93. Bedtime Story
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"We can't wait any longer! There's no milk tea here! We can't order delivery! It's just too boring!"
This barren life on the moon… had started to irritate the White Zetsus who were long used to living in the more 'urban' parts of the ninja world.
They were a group of White Zetsus yearning for freedom—if they were going to lie down, it had to be in a place with food delivery and milk tea.
Even if they were going to be hung on the God Tree today, they had to have a cup of milk tea first!
"How about we go down and buy a few cups of milk tea!"
"Good idea! Good idea! My mouth is so dry it could spit feathers!"
"I volunteer to go serve the new boss with 9527!"
At that moment—
The new base beneath the entire moon erupted in noise again. Black Zetsu looked on with a face full of black lines. This group of idiots…
Hopeless!
New boss?
That little three-year-old girl?
What use is that little girl?
Don't be ridiculous—even Uchiha Madara, the Uchiha legend, was no longer useful!
These idiots were still making noise even though they were connected to the internet. Maybe… it was time to just put them back into hibernation!
Watching the noisy crowd of White Zetsus starting to protest again, Black Zetsu sighed internally.
According to his current plan…
The original scheme based on Uchiha Madara was already obsolete. The ninja world was now filled with danger and powerful beings. Even the ones his Mom feared most—those from the heavens—were gone. Therefore, now was not the time to execute the plan he'd been plotting for a thousand years.
Although he really wanted to rescue Mom right now… he couldn't risk harming her!
So.
Wait!
Keep waiting!
He'd held out this long anyway, what's a few more thousand years? Humans had such short lifespans—he could absolutely outlast them all.
Once all those terrifying guys were dead, he could reappear, become the shadow mastermind of the ninja world again, and continue the great mission of rescuing Mom!
These idiots never even considered why they were hiding on the moon in the first place!
Wasn't it because Uchiha Madara might've figured something out and would come looking to settle the score?
And yet they still want to go down?
With a dramatic wave of his hand and a stern expression, he shouted loudly, "Right now… we Zetsus are facing the crisis of extinction, we can't afford to be this reckless anymore! In order to complete—"
Before he could finish—
"Balala~"
"For milk tea!"
"Zetsus are destined to die! Either die from delivery food, or die from milk tea!"
"It's been so long since I ordered takeout!"
"…"
Black Zetsu helplessly watched as the White Zetsus got rowdy again, letting out another sigh. Then he looked over at the White Zetsu who was still drawing poop faces even after arriving on the moon, and felt unexpectedly comforted. Who would've thought… that the weirdest one back then would now be the most reliable? Turning his head back, just as he was about to command the real White Zetsu to make them enter hibernation—
"We can't go down! We absolutely can't go down!" One White Zetsu suddenly shouted in panic from in front of a computer, "We definitely can't go down right now!"
"Balala!"
All the White Zetsus immediately glared at him angrily.
However—
Before they could start protesting—
The White Zetsu at the computer said solemnly, "I just received a message from 9527. Madara has successfully transplanted his eyes. The ninja world is extremely dangerous right now! We absolutely must not go down!"
As his words fell—
"…"
The entire base fell into silence.
All the White Zetsus went quiet.
Then—
They nodded blankly.
"That's right! We still have a great mission!"
"Kaguya-sama is still waiting for us! How can we give up just for a cup of milk tea?"
"9527 sacrificed so much for us! Even in such danger, he continues to hide under the enemy's nose—we must not let 9527 down!"
"9527! The great 9527!"
"He should be honored as the third-generation commander of us White Zetsus!"
"Third-generation commander!"
"Commander!"
All the little White Zetsus raised their fists high, as if they were cheering for the newly born third-generation commander!
You had to understand—becoming the Commander White Zetsu was not an easy thing.
No one knew how much longer 9527 would survive!
Thinking back to the previous two commanders of the White Zetsus, their faces suddenly turned sorrowful. "Now… let us offer our blessings to the third-generation commander!"
As those words fell—
With Black Zetsu's face full of black lines, all the White Zetsus solemnly lowered their heads and stared straight ahead, as if they were gazing through layers of stone walls, space, and atmosphere—looking outside, watching and watching, until finally… they saw the ninja world, saw Konoha, saw those familiar two trees, saw 9527 who was sacrificing himself for their mission.
The newly appointed third-generation commander… must be working hard for their mission right now!
"Salute!"
With that command—
Clap clap clap~
All the White Zetsus stood in formation, giving their respect to their commander far, far away.
…
"Lastly, in order to protect the peace of the Ancestral Nation, the Goddess of Moon stood up, pacified the chaotic world, and brought peace to the Ninja World, receiving the blessings and prayers of all the people!"
Unaware that he had already been made the third-generation commander, White Zetsu 9527 closed the bedtime storybook he had written himself, looked at the little Boos Yumi who was lying under the blanket but still had her eyes open, and said, "It's getting late! Boss Yumi should go to bed early too. Only by sleeping early can you grow up strong and become a mighty ninja in the Ninja World!"
As he finished—
"Mhm!" Yumi blinked her crystal-clear eyes, nodded, and said softly, "Good night!"
"Good night, Boss Yumi!"
Seeing that Boss Yumi had closed her eyes, 9527 finally breathed a sigh of relief. Today's task of taking care of the new boss was complete. However… for the new boss to truly become the next official leader… it's still a long way to go!
After all, it was also him who washed the bed sheet that Boss Yumi wet last night!
She is still just a kid!
You can imagine—
Just how hard his job is now!
And he had to be cautious… careful not to be discovered by the previous boss.
Because according to the secret information he had gathered, Madara-sama had already re-implanted new eyes.
If Madara found out what they had done, he would definitely come after them for settling accounts.
However—
For the sake of the great mission, for the sake of Kaguya-sama, he, 9527, absolutely wouldn't give up.
Now the only hope is…
He glanced at the new Boss Yumi, who seemed to have fallen asleep.
The corners of his mouth curved slightly in a confident smile. Then, he quickly turned off the light, sighed, and quietly walked to the window. Looking out at the two tree-ified seniors, sorrow surfaced on his face as he murmured, "I will carry on your ideals and move forward!"
Thinking about it… the previous two generations of Commander White Zetsu both ended up as trees. No one knows who the next one will be. Fortunately, 9527 only wanted to be someone important beside the new boss—he had no interest in being the next Commander White Zetsu.
Just as he was feeling emotional, he quickly pulled his head back inside and patted his chest.
"Ah! That was close! I almost got caught!"
As expected.
He had to stay careful. This place… was just too dangerous!
…
"Why does it feel like someone was watching me just now?"
At that moment—
Yuto, who was watering the two trees at the door, scratched his head. But when he looked up, he didn't see anything. "Forget it! I'll go check later if Yumi and the others have kicked off their blankets while sleeping!"
Saying that, he poured out all the remaining water from the kettle, took one more glance at the two trees by the door.
Speaking of which—
These two trees that suddenly appeared… could they really be White Zetsu?
Otherwise—
How could two towering trees suddenly appear in his yard for no reason?
Even Suzune and the others were shocked when they first saw them!
"Whatever! There's no danger anyway! Let's keep them! Honestly, they're kind of nice to look at!" Yuto shook out the kettle, and seeing that not even a drop was left, nodded in satisfaction, and carried the kettle back into the house. "After checking on the kids, it's late—I should go to sleep too!"
Tonight.
It was another beautiful night!