In the far corner of the room, you could see a young-looking redhead sitting down, seemingly working on something. This was none other than the puppet master of the Akatsuki, Sasori. It was not often you'd catch him hanging out of Hiruko's body, but this time he had to tweak with a few things, specifically he had to fix Hiruko's mouth tube which launched the needles coated with his home-made deadly poison. He was mumbling a few things, as if complaining about something.

''Those damn brats.''