After Tsunade confirmed that the liver had grown back completely, she immediately transplanted it into that rebellious student. Then Tamura Hiroshi secretly performed a second transplant, putting his original liver back inside him.
He did it himself, without even involving Shikaku Nara and the others. The three of them had already erased that part of their memories with a mental technique and altered the related recollections, making the events of that day an established fact.
Now, he was the only one who knew what had really happened. He had even used genjutsu on himself to hypnotize himself and obscure the relevant memories, just in case he gave himself away.
"What a pain!"
Looking at the wound that had healed again, Tamura Hiroshi couldn't help grumbling.
First, they had removed and preserved his original liver, then transplanted the cultivated one. After that, they had guided Enma to dig out that liver, and transplanted someone else's liver to keep him going for the time being. Then Teacher Fat Sheep had transplanted a liver into him, and now he had to do it all over again himself.
Good thing he was built tough. Anyone else would have been done for.
Still, if it could help Teacher Fat Sheep pull herself together and make a bid for the Hokage Position, then all those sacrifices would be worth it.
After grumbling, Tamura Hiroshi picked up the little potted plant on the bedside table. A small blade of grass grew in it.
That was the immortal herb Jiraiya had brought. He'd heard that even Mount Myōboku had very few of them, and that they were special plants capable of absorbing Natural Energy on their own.
But this herb had been withered before, and it hadn't even had roots. It seemed to have been specially prepared as