Normal, Generally Speaking

No one paid any attention to Old Zi. They were all orphans from the same village, and since none of them had it easy, each was stranger-tempered and more irritable than the last.

As their gazes shifted, the others looked one after another toward the odd one out among them—a middle-aged monk.

Although he had undergone Partial Tailed Beast Transformation, the old monk, who was meditating at the moment, had a peaceful and benevolent expression, despite being covered entirely in ominous dark-red Chakra.

During the assault just now, he was the only one who had not used a Tailed Beast Ball.

He had been so suppressed by the laser beams that he could barely raise his head. The instant they were freed, they had tacitly exchanged glances.

Only this guy was different. After taking such a vicious beating, he actually did not fight back.

They had to understand that they had just been one step away from death. Amid the searing pain of their burning bodies, they had been so close to death that it was practically torture in hell. If not for the extreme danger of the Heavenly Transfer Technique, they would already have undergone Partial Tailed Beast Transformation the moment they landed. They likely would have been killed immediately upon arrival.

Everyone was burning with anger.

"Bunbuku, what do you mean by this?"

"I won't." Bunbuku answered bluntly, still meditating.

It was not that One-Tail Shukaku could not do it. He simply did not want to fight.

Even during the previous battle, Sand Hidden Village had not been able to make him do anything.

After the Sand Hidden Village's Jinchuriki experiments had failed under two successive Kage, they chose him to become a Jinchuriki. Now that they had finally come close to succeeding, they naturally wanted to drag