Thinking of how the last bit of liquor he had painstakingly hidden away would soon belong to Yuu, and that he would even have to learn how to brew alcohol...
Hiruzen Sarutobi felt dizzy.
Then he glared viciously at Jiraiya, whose face was covered in cold sweat.
It was all because of that unfilial disciple of his!
Yuu! Chop him to death!!!
Hiruzen Sarutobi roared inwardly.
"It's... it's over..."
Jiraiya sensed another piercing gaze. Stiffly turning his neck, he saw Hiruzen Sarutobi wearing an expression as though he wanted to devour him alive.
Now, even his last lifeline was gone!
If someone put in a good word for him, Yuu would still show mercy.
But if no one did? Sorry, but since Yuu had the ability to pull someone on the verge of death back from the edge, he would absolutely chop them within an inch of their life!
Old man was one of the few people who could get a word in with Yuu.
Yet because he had wanted to divert Yuu's attention, he had thoroughly offended Old man!
Offending Old man would have been one thing, but the key issue was that Yuu's attention had not been diverted!
Now, he was the one stuck in the fire.
"Y-Yuu, I don't know why either. My foot... it just wasn't listening to me earlier."
Jiraiya thought for a long time, but he was not naturally quick-witted. With trembling lips, he gave an incredibly lame excuse.
"Oh? Your foot wasn't listening? Easy. I'll help you chop off those disobedient ones, then get you a pair that listens."
Yuu raised an eyebrow and said considerately.
"...!!!"
After hearing that, Jiraiya's face turned green.
Fuck! He believed that!
Yuu could pull even someone on the verge of death back from the edge.
He