Hearing Madara's bold declaration, Kosuke's excited heart skipped a beat, and he could not help but complain, "What, do you think you're carving up pork?
"If there isn't enough, you'll just go cut off more?"
Shaking his head, he opened the Dojutsu Space and took out a large test tube.
Kosuke carefully transferred the chunk of flesh into the test tube, then meticulously sealed it away.
Only after making sure there was not the slightest gap did he finally let out a long breath.
"Now I finally don't have to worry about my eyes evolving."
Kosuke leaned back in his chair, his eyes half-closed as he began mentally simulating the possible reactions his body might have after using Hashirama's second-generation serum.
A moment later, as though he had suddenly thought of something, Kosuke abruptly opened his eyes and sat upright.
He looked at Madara, who was seated beside him, in horror as Hashirama's size-42 face flashed wildly through his mind.
Noticing the commotion, Madara looked at Kosuke in confusion. "What is it?"
"Nothing." Kosuke slowly shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and leaned back in his chair again.
Suddenly, Kosuke's gaze fell on Madara once more.
Before the puzzled Madara could speak, he said gravely, "Would you like a familiar face to appear on your chest?"
"What?!" The hesitation in Madara's eyes instantly turned to shock. "Another person's face appearing on my chest?!"
Seeing Kosuke nod solemnly, Madara could not help but feel a powerful chill run through him.
Without even thinking, he immediately shook his head in denial.
Who in their right mind would want a familiar face growing out of their chest??
That would take a seriously messed-up brain!
"Kosuke," Madara changed the subject, his voice probing. "Earlier, I saw that method for upgrading the Sharingan recorded on