Kurotsuchi walked toward the man with silver hair, who seemed to furiously scribble something in a book. She was Tsuchikage now, and it was a time of temporary peace. Her grandfather Oonoki accompanied her, hovering in the air as usual.
Ow, my back!, screamed the old geezer, placing his hand on his back.
Oojisan! I told you to stay at the residence, screamed Kurotsuchi in an almost comical fury.
Fine, fine. I'm going. Sheesh..
As Oonoki flew away, Kurotsuchi continued walking for several meters, coming to a halt, once she was around 10 meters from the young man with the odd-looking hairstyle.
Oi, what is a shinobi of Sunagakure doing here?, said Kurotsuchi in a stern tone, folding her hands and awaiting an answer from the man.