"Pfft!"
Before the girl's stunned eyes, a black dagger suddenly appeared in Shiro's hand and instantly cut off Orochimaru's elongated right hand!
For a moment, the girl almost thought Shiro was about to fight Orochimaru—if not for the fact that Orochimaru smiled and calmly grew a new right hand.
Of course, aside from that, there was also the fact that, while regrowing his arm, Orochimaru bent at the waist and thanked Shiro. Only then did she suddenly notice that the severed right hand was covered in many gray spots, and they were rapidly spreading!
That scene between Shiro and Orochimaru also made the girl fall silent. She began to reflect on herself. They were all in Konoha's comfortable nest, yet Shiro and Orochimaru still maintained the vigilance a strong person should have. As for her, her senses had already dulled to the point that she only noticed after the fact.
But now was not the time to think about that, and she was in no mood to. At this moment, the girl's eyes were filled entirely with those two illusory figures.
"..." Looking at them, the girl opened her mouth to speak, but every time the words reached her lips, the titles that had once circled endlessly in her mind refused to come out. She was afraid.
Afraid that after she called out, they would show no reaction. Afraid they would not accept her, an artificially cultivated monster.
Everyone present could see the girl's hesitation, and they more or less knew the reason, but in the end, this was something she could only rely on herself to overcome. No matter how much anyone else said, it would be useless.
While the girl was struggling, the two illusory figures slowly opened their tightly shut eyes. The moment their eyes opened, they