These things had been echoing in Orochimaru's mind the whole time, making even someone as composed as him feel a little unable to hold back.
"Hey, Orochimaru, we came all this way to see you. It'd be one thing if you didn't hurry up and find us somewhere to sit, but you're actually making us look at corpses instead. Do you think that's appropriate?"
Orochimaru chuckled. "Isn't this part of the tour of my Laboratory? Scenes like this are perfectly normal in a Laboratory."
A-Gang didn't seem to have anything to say in rebuttal.
"Enough, Orochimaru. The two of us didn't come here to look at all this experimental equipment. Find us somewhere to sit so the three of us can have a proper talk."
"Exactly. After all, we haven't seen each other in so many years. Don't you feel even the slightest bit of longing?"
Orochimaru truly lived up to being a cold-blooded creature. He felt absolutely nothing in that regard.
"Not really. After all, you're both still alive. There's no need to see each other all the time."
That left both A-Gang and Jiraiya not quite knowing how to respond.
If they hadn't known Orochimaru had always been this damn way, they probably would have started fighting already.
"All right, all right. Jiraiya and I only came to have a look this time. But now that you've been recruited back, you seem pretty willing?"
Orochimaru looked at A-Gang and snorted coldly. "What do you mean, recruited back? Wasn't I originally someone from the village?"
A-Gang waved a hand as well. "Fine, there's nothing wrong with you putting it that way."
"But what you said just now, that you've already theoretically obtained the ability to live forever—is that true or false?"
Orochimaru nodded. "Of course. Plenty of people have