These matters had been echoing in Orochimaru's mind the entire time, to the point that even someone as composed as him was starting to lose his patience.
"Hey, Orochimaru. We came all this way to see you, and not only did you fail to find seats for us, you're showing us corpses instead. Do you think that's appropriate?"
Orochimaru chuckled. "Isn't this part of touring my Lab? Scenes like this are perfectly normal in a Lab."
Tsunade seemed to have nothing to refute that with.
"Enough, Orochimaru. Jiraiya and I didn't come here to look at your experimental equipment. Find us somewhere to sit so the three of us can have a proper chat."
"Exactly. We haven't seen each other in so many years. Don't you feel even a little nostalgic?"
Orochimaru truly was cold-blooded. He had absolutely no feelings about that sort of thing.
"It's not too bad. You're both alive, after all. There's no need for us to meet all the time."
That left both Tsunade and Jiraiya at a loss for how to respond.
If they had not known that Orochimaru was simply that kind of person, they might have started fighting already.
"Fine, fine. Jiraiya and I only came to visit this time. But now that you've accepted Konoha's amnesty, you seem pretty happy about it?"
Orochimaru snorted at Tsunade. "What do you mean, 'accepted amnesty'? Wasn't I originally from the village?"
Tsunade waved a hand. "Fine, you're not wrong."
"But what you said earlier—have you really gained the ability to live forever, at least in theory?"
Orochimaru nodded. "Of course. Plenty of people have already gained immortality, haven't they? There's nothing remarkable about me obtaining it too."
Tsunade knew that many people had become immortal, but Orochimaru was not one of the people she had