"True power does not stem from your destructive capabilities but rather your power to unite the world under one cause." Zenjou spoke after taking a sip of sake. The burning sensation slowly simmered before sending minor shockwaves throughout his body-The strongest sake for he who had trouble getting drunk. " Meanwhile, bubbles covered more delicate regions as intense steam kissed his deathly skin. The sound of running water coerced with a lovely shamisen piece performed by a blind artist. Two women gracefully washed the porcelain strands of hair which brought him envious glares from across the shinobi world. A feathered tail emerged from beneath the water and rested outside the bath, laying across a warm marble floor. Golden eyes pierced through the makeshift mist towards their target; A y