One morning, Mirai and Grandma arrived at the camp. Before Grandma's arrival, both Jiraiya and Oromo had worn joyful expressions. They had been the best of comrades, able to support one another. Of course, no one wanted to see Grandma feeling dejected.
"Hello, Grandma." Jiraiya looked happily at Grandma after arriving.
"For Mirai's revenge, why isn't Mirai taking part?!" The atmosphere was no longer cheerful, but Grandma was in good spirits—at least she seemed like a normal person now, rather than walking around like a corpse as she had the past few days.
Orochimaru had rarely seen Mirai. As expected of him—could he now become the person Grandma cared about most as well? What?
"Grandma, since you're participating too, come along. The four of you will go together this time. I hope Mirai can wipe out the ninja from the other countries in the Land of Fire as soon as possible!" The headquarters issued this order to them.
This lineup was undeniably powerful. Mirai generally had the endurance, while Grandma, Jiraiya, and Orochimaru all possessed quasi-Kage Level strength!
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Mirai released Super Bubble. Zang Jun and the others had long heard of the little fellow's "prestige" and knew that he was perhaps the most perceptive primate. His sensory abilities surpassed even those of clans renowned for their perception. Yet they had not expected him to be such a cute little thing.
"Hey, Grandma, long time no see!" Super Bubble emerged, feeling as though it had been quite a while. He sensed dark chakra, but did not think much of it. Although that chakra was gloomy, it carried no intent to harm. Upon seeing Grandma, he warmly greeted her.
"Long time no see!" Under normal circumstances, Grandma would surely have spoiled Super Bubble rotten, but Grandma was very