Inside a steamed bun shop in Amegakure.
Three figures sat side by side, replenishing their energy.
"Then I have a question for you." Jiraiya raised a hand to his chin, keeping the corner of his eye on the handsome young man beside him. "Now that I know the enemy's intel, why should I still help you?"
Jingxin chewed on a meat bun and glanced at Jiraiya. "Then you can go back now."
"However, I'll consider settling the Uchiha score with Konoha ahead of schedule."
"Ahem!" Tsunade coughed violently twice after hearing that. She drank some water before recovering, then said to Jingxin, "He's just joking. Don't take it so seriously."
"By the way, what score do you still have to settle with Konoha?"
Perhaps learning the Flying Thunder God Technique had brought about a subtle change in Jingxin's mindset.
To Jiraiya and Tsunade's faces, he actually declared, "I'll eliminate everyone who took part in that mission that night."
Tsunade paused. "You know I'm the Hokage now, right?"
Jingxin looked unconcerned. "Of course. I also know most of them are from Root, with only a few from Anbu. Some of the decision-makers are advisors and elders."
"Then I should be the one to carry it out!" Tsunade's tone sharpened slightly.
Jingxin looked at her calmly. "It doesn't matter. I don't care how they die, only whether they die."
Jiraiya and Tsunade felt a chill run down their spines at those words.
That bloodlust...
"Looks like you're not the kind-hearted boy you used to be." A trace of disappointment appeared in Tsunade's eyes.
She still remembered how, a few years ago, she had transformed into a little girl to trick—
Ahem~
To borrow from Jingxin.
When she had borrowed from him, he'd learned of her circumstances and looked at her with such