She cried again.
Tsunade had never shed as many tears in a single day as she had today.
Looking at her beloved Grandma before her, she wept bitterly with all her pent-up grievances, like a child who had suffered every injustice in the world.
"Grandma!"
She had countless grievances to pour out, yet she did not know where to begin.
Mito looked at Tsunade.
Adults did not believe in tears. Tsunade was no longer a child.
Mito reprimanded her, her voice slightly cold.
"Go back, Tsunade."
Go back? Back where?
Her tears stopped at once. Tsunade stared blankly at the Grandma who loved her most.
What was wrong with Grandma?
Had Mimi controlled her?
Just like Grandpa, her teachers, and everyone else, had her memories and perceptions been altered?
No, Grandma still recognized her.
She had called her by name.
"Why?" Tsunade asked with a trembling voice.
"I told you to go back." Mito reprimanded her coldly. "Or are you saying you want to betray Konoha?"
Why?
How could such cold and heartless words come from the mouth of the Grandma who loved her most?
Surely Mimi had altered Grandma's memories and perceptions after all.
Tsunade could not help taking a fearful step backward.
She suddenly felt that everything in this world had become unfamiliar.
In a daze, her thoughts drifted back to her childhood, to her first confrontation with Mimi. At the very end, Grandma had also stood between her and Mimi, stopping their battle.
Back then, Grandma had thought she could not defeat Mimi.
Did Grandma think the same way now?
"Extreme individual strength gives rise to absolute hegemony."
"In this world, no one can resist Insect Princess."
"Insect Princess will not allow anyone to resist her."
"You will be no exception."
"Whenever anyone clashes with Insect Princess,