"No—hey, old man, who are you? Can't you wish me a little good for once?"
Looking at the silver-haired old man who had suddenly knelt on the ground, clutching his thigh and sobbing until snot and tears streamed down his face, Uchiha Gin leaned back in utter disgust, completely failing to notice the dumbstruck expressions on everyone around him.
"Gin-sama, this lowly old man is Ryoichi's cousin, Uchiha Huoke!"
Huoke, who was clinging to Uchiha Gin's thigh, raised his head at those words. His old, deeply lined face was filled with excitement.
Huoke?
Uchiha Gin blinked, his gaze lingering for a moment on the old man's cloudy Three Tomoe Sharingan as a familiar figure began to overlap with him.
"You're Huoke, my old jail buddy?"
That familiar "old jail buddy" utterly dispelled the last trace of doubt in Uchiha Huoke's heart. The curly-haired man before him was that highly respected lord from back then.
"Gin-sama, you really didn't die!"
Uchiha Huoke wiped away a handful of snot, casually smeared it on his own gorgeous long robe, then stood up and stared closely at Uchiha Gin's unchanged handsome face, his tone full of emotion.
"I knew that old bastard Senju Butsuma couldn't kill you."
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"
When Jiraiya, standing to the side, heard that sentence, he immediately coughed hard several times. At the same time, he and Orochimaru flanked Tsunade, whose face had turned ashen, one on each side, and lowered their voices to soothe her.
"Calm down, Tsunade. Our team still has to be evaluated for excellence this year. We can't hit old people!"
"Hmph!"
Tsunade glared angrily at the teammates stopping her, then slowly loosened her graceful fist, which was glowing blue.
Now that the Senju Clan existed in name only, she was not about to start a