Chapter 39 : Shukaku (2)
At this moment, Shukaku had been pulled halfway out of Bunpuku's body by Kurama.
The One-Tailed Beast couldn't believe what was happening. How could Kurama wield such an overpowering sealing technique? And more importantly, the Nine-Tails in front of him was no longer the same beast he once knew.
Shukaku refused to believe that Kurama was doing this to set him free.
He roared, thrashing violently, "Oi, Bunpuku! Help me!"
But the aged monk merely clasped his hands together, a serene smile on his face. "Shukaku, follow this Sir in front of you. He will guide you properly. My fate ends here."
Bunpuku had always been wise. Even now, at the end of his road, he could see that the being before him was unlike any other. No wonder Shukaku had mistaken him for having the same qualities as the Sage of Six Paths.
With his Jinchūriki offering no assistance, Shukaku realized he had to rely on himself.
"Oi, you damned fox, what the hell do you want?" he snarled.
"Shukaku, have you forgotten? You and I are one. Do you truly wish to remain a slave to the shinobi?"
If not for their seals, no tailed beast would ever allow themselves to be bound by humans. Freedom was their birthright, yet here they were, shackled.
But Shukaku had no intention of merging with Kurama—the fox he despised the most. And something about Kurama was... off. He wasn't the same as before. Something had changed.