Orochimaru had only just thought of Naruto Uzumaki when the boy was delivered right before his eyes. Was it chance, or coincidence?
Neither.
"Hey! You smug bastard, Sasuke, let go already! You still haven't told me why you dragged me out here!"
Naruto shouted noisily.
Beside him, Sasuke brushed aside the loose hair over his forehead. A faint gleam flowed through his ink-black pupils, and the corners of his mouth lifted. "This is fate's arrangement. I have a feeling that bringing you here today will definitely lead to something good."
Zuo Aotian's mystifying act made Naruto shudder.
The Little Blonde finally noticed the Esteemed Minister from the Science and Technology Department, who had been staring at him for quite a while.
"O-O-O... Orochimaru!"
His scalp tingled under that gaze. He hurriedly hid behind Sasuke and decisively sold out his teammate. "Don't you want Sasuke's body?! He's right here, so stop looking at me!"
"Interesting."
Orochimaru chuckled, his tone carrying a touch of sinister charm. "The Sharingan does indeed have great research value, but what I lack more right now is an assistant. You're an excellent candidate."
"I can't do it! Just looking at all those books gives me a headache!"
Naruto was telling the truth.
Making him memorize books would be worse than making him practice Wind Release: Rasenshuriken.
Being an assistant to a mad scientist—especially Orochimaru's assistant...
He'd rather forget about that!
"I'll discuss the terms with Sasuke. You can just wait for the result. After all, this is fate's arrangement, isn't it?"
Orochimaru smiled faintly. Naruto broke out in goosebumps, instantly shrinking into himself and no longer babbling.
"A mutually beneficial partnership. How about it?" Sasuke spoke calmly, utterly fearless.
"Fine. Tell me your terms."
Sasuke pondered for a moment, then raised two fingers. "My blood, and Naruto's