Tobirama Senju: How was that the same? You were clearly deceiving consumers! Give me back my jutsu!
Makoto Ito: How was it different? You said to make him spray blood, and didn't he spray blood? I even threw in unconsciousness for free—he passed out on the spot. Look at all that blood. It's practically a little river on the ground. Wasn't that far more vicious than giving him two punches?
Tobirama Senju: Shut up!!!!!
Makoto Ito: Why were you so fired up?
Of course, Tobirama Senju would not explain why he was so furious. Was he supposed to tell Makoto Ito that he had gotten a nosebleed too?
And it was not just Tobirama Senju. Every male member of the group chat had gotten a nosebleed just now!
The amount of blood they lost was no less than that of the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi!
Madara Uchiha had even been so shocked that he activated his Mangekyo Sharingan!
That alone showed just how terrifyingly impactful Makoto Ito's jutsu had been on men!
Makoto Ito directly tied Mizuki up, ignored the unconscious Third Hokage and Iruka, then turned and left the forest for home...
After quite a while, the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, finally woke up. The first thing he did was search for Makoto Ito, intending to settle the score with that brat—but Makoto Ito was nowhere to be found.
He only saw Naruto still standing there stupidly beside the tightly bound Mizuki, while Iruka slept peacefully nearby...
"You little bastard!!!!"
The Third Hokage thought about Naruto using the Sexy Jutsu on him earlier, then thought about Makoto Ito using an even more outrageous jutsu on him!
Those two brats had gone too far! Where had they even learned jutsu like that?!
They were clearly still so young—why