Dada looked at the child before him. Though his appearance was unfamiliar, that absurd aura felt all too familiar.
He was already like this at such a young age? Was there still hope? Waiting online for answers!
Apparently, there was still hope. At least he had not picked up the bad habit of rapping.
Before leaving, Dada reminded Morita Keiko not to let this little Sabi—ah, no, not to let little Killer B come into contact with any strange music.
He had already met the next generation's B, but he had not seen the next generation's A in quite some time.
Sixteen-year-old Yotsuki Ki was already a bona fide jonin. He was currently leading a team alone on an S-rank mission in some distant small country. It had been nearly two months since they had seen each other. Yotsuki Ki had even missed the big news of Dada successfully gaining Chakra.
As for the current generation's AB Combination...
Dada sighed, recalling what had happened before. He had thought he had drawn a royal flush, only for that person to refuse to return to the village no matter what.
There was no use overthinking it. That B's emotional knot could not be untangled in a day or two. The current situation was still under control, so there was no need to urgently summon him for now. Besides, Dada believed that if a true crisis came, that person would still return.
All he could say was that Jinchuriki all had some sort of emotional baggage.
After leaving the Orphanage, dusk had fallen. Dada simply returned home and had dinner with his mother. Aside from the usual food, the table also held several medicinal dishes specially prepared to aid Dada's training.
Every single one tasted terrible.
Watching Dada pick through a plate of