The clouds have built up over the ruined city of Atogakure. The rain taps gently against the skyscraper that Jitoku's organization is held in. Rumbles of thunder heard in the distance as bolts of lightning make contact with the ground. Jitoku herself sits at the front of the window, admiring the rain as it delivers a relentless downpour of water from the heavens. For the past few days, Jitoku has been sending out scouting parties to observe potential villages to take over and has been awaiting any form of response from the groups, but has heard nothing, which has caused her some concern. Breaking the stillness of silence is the opening of a door. Jitoku's assistant enters the room, a folder full of documents in her hand.