"Master..."
"Why... did you go to such lengths?"
"I clearly... have no value anymore...!"
"Why wouldn't you abandon me?!"
Accompanied by a heartbreaking thought, a red light flashed in Baby Naraku's eyes, and he used his long blade to pin Danzo, who was still trying to move, firmly against the wall, blood splattering on the wall behind him, covering it in a dark red.
[How could Sakumo abandon you, sob sob sob.]
[This might be the only time Baby Naraku wished Sakumo wouldn't want him.]
[Is he going to awaken the Mangekyo now?]
[Old man, good riddance!]
Lying on Baby Naraku's tender shoulder, Sakumo, with his dying breath, still had the presence of mind to crack a joke about "failing to look cool," which angered the usually good-tempered Baby Naraku, who loudly told him to shut up.
Sakumo's eyes curved slightly in satisfaction, and then he closed them.
The flame behind him had weakened to the point of extinction; Baby Naraku had no time to waste. He met the Anbu with a Fire Release, not caring if he got burned himself.
By the time he emerged from underground, he was swaying precariously, but somehow found the strength to steady himself and continue towards the Hospital.
[Even at a time like this, he's still so scatterbrained; it's truly you, sob sob sob.]
[Can he make it? He can make it, right?!]
[Baby Naraku hasn't fully recovered; it's really touch and go.]
[What the hell are these Anbu doing?! Can't they see this is Sakumo?!]
He encountered many more Anbu along the way. Baby Naraku either flashed past them directly or used Fire Release to clear a path and seize an opportunity to jump out of the encirclement. In just two or three minutes, he reached the Hospital entrance, where he collapsed from exhaustion.
He had no strength left; an adult man was already very heavy, but now Sakumo felt like a mountain, pressing down on his trembling, powerless body.
But he couldn't stop; he had no right to stop.
This pathetic sight, coupled with the emotional background music, made the audience wail.
After getting up and taking a few steps, Baby Naraku saw a blonde figure jump from the rooftop, walk a few steps towards him, but then sit down on the ground, not coming any closer.
[My heart is breaking.]
[My tears are cheap, ahhh!]
[Waaah waah waah waah waah waah — o(╥﹏╥)o]
[Baby Naraku spat up so much blood, and Master also bled so much, sob sob sob.]
[Lady Tsunade, please stand up, I beg you, pull yourself together!]
Emergency personnel rushed out of the Hospital and took Sakumo away.
Baby Naraku almost crawled, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground, and came before Tsunade, bowing his head to the ground.
"Lady Tsunade... please... save Master... save him..."
His originally clear boyish voice was now dry and hoarse, the syllables indistinguishable, only sobs and trembling told everyone he was crying.
[I can't take it anymore... I'm really so sad, sob sob sob.]
[Baby Naraku's throat is ruined.]
[He truly brought Sakumo here with his life.]
[What kind of despair must it be to watch the person you love lose their breath and their body grow cold, little by little?]
[How did it come to this? Why did it come to this, ahhh?]
Only after Tsunade entered the operating room did Baby Naraku get up from the ground, stand with difficulty, and stagger step by step into the Hospital.
The wound in his abdomen had reopened, his clothes were soaked dark red, and the blood flowing beneath his feet, he couldn't tell if it was Sakumo's or his own.
The scene cut to inside the operating room. The heart monitor flatlined, and the sharp, continuous alarm pierced through the walls and doors, directly into Baby Naraku's body.
He sat leaning against the operating room door, his eyes dark, his pupils unfocused, staring blankly at the ceiling, allowing endless despair to envelop him completely.
Memories uncontrollably flooded his mind, forcing him to repeatedly realize what he had lost.
"It's okay, Baby Naraku, everything will be alright."
"You are very talented."
"I thought that firework was beautiful..."
"God..." Baby Naraku covered his face, tears streaming through his fingers.
"Eating bracken today?"
"How was your graduation exam?"
"Watch closely, I'll teach you a super powerful Ninjutsu!"
"I wish..." He gradually couldn't suppress his sobs, his eyes turned blood red, and three tomoe spun rapidly.
"Sorry... I still needed Baby Naraku to save me..."
"I originally wanted to... deal with it... in a cool way..."
"I failed..."
"Let Master live...!"
The afterimages of the tomoe merged into one, gradually developing sharp edges.
[Why why why why why!!!]
[Don't kill me with memories, ahhhhh!]
[Please, please, please don't die, don't die, don't die...]
[I'm going to cry myself unconscious—]
[Help, someone's killing me, sob sob sob sob sob sob.]
[If Sakumo dies, Baby Naraku won't be able to live; he'll commit suicide.]
[Oh my god... Mangekyo—?!]
The seal on his forehead and the rampaging Dōjutsu Power (Pupil Power) were at a standstill, and finally, with the aid of Tsunade's Shadow Clone, the Dōjutsu Power (Pupil Power) was cut off just before it shattered.
The moment Baby Naraku fell to the ground, the monitor screen filled the frame.
The flat line began to undulate, and with a "beep-beep" sound, it showed signs of a heartbeat, again and again, continuously.
[He's alive... He's alive!!!]
[Sakumo's alive! Sakumo, he's alive!!]
[I just burst into tears.]
[That's great, he's alive... ┭┮﹏┭┮]
[Master's alive! Baby Naraku, you have to cheer up, sob sob sob.]
—
After watching the parts he knew, Baby Naraku calmed himself down, and only then did he have the mental capacity to think about his previous questions.
The animator did not reveal the truth; the only two clues were the mysterious dispelling of the Ninjutsu and Sakumo's strange pause during the battle.
If Kyoka Suigetsu hadn't failed, Sakumo wouldn't have attacked Root. If there hadn't been that strange pause, Sakumo's attack on Root wouldn't have resulted in his death.
Therefore, the purpose of that "other person" was to make Sakumo seek out Danzo and then die at his hands.
If Sakumo died, Baby Naraku had a high probability of awakening the Mangekyo.
Adding to this, the only ones whose existence the animator had concealed from the first season until now were Black Zetsu and Madara.
And what they both needed most was a successor who was utterly desperate with the world and could inherit the Infinite Tsukuyomi Plan.
So, it's you, isn't it?
Black Zetsu!
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