"Oh? Homura, it seems the Three-Tomoe Sharingan has given you a lot of courage. I still remember how arrogant you were when you first awakened your Sharingan." Soji spoke with a faint, unreadable smile.
"Hmph, I'm not the same as I was a few years ago." For some reason, Homura felt a slight pang of guilt when he saw Soji's expression.
"Alright, this is shopping time. No talking about fighting and killing." Seeing his two companions on the verge of throwing down, Minato Namikaze hurriedly stepped in to stop them.
"Fine, I'll give Minato some face." Soji answered casually.
Soji truly was relaxed. He had already stepped into the Kage-level, mastered Ice Release, and made a certain degree of progress in developing it.
He genuinely felt no pressure from Uchiha Homura, who had only just awakened the Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
If he got the chance, Soji would rather exchange a few moves with Minato.
With his current strength, as long as Minato had yet to develop the Rasengan, Soji was confident that while victory was not guaranteed, he at least would not suffer a crushing defeat.
As for Uchiha Homura, he was currently about as strong as Soji had been before awakening Ice Release, likewise at the Elite Jonin level.
"Tch, Soji, your arrogant days are numbered. I'll defeat you." Homura merely thought that his earlier unease had been a mistake and still replied with complete confidence.
The group chatted as they strolled through the streets. Whenever they spotted some novel street food, they could not help buying a little to try.
"Boss, I'll buy this outfit for six hundred ryo."
"No, customer. This outfit costs a thousand ryo just to make."
"Come on, Boss, don't try to fool me. At another store—"
While Soji and the other two were shopping,