"..."
A deep sense of helplessness welled up within the Third.
Ruohuo's question... couldn't be said to have nothing to do with the current situation. On the contrary, it was extremely important. It was a perfect example of "When adults are talking, kids should stay out of it."
But the Third certainly couldn't put it that way.
Glancing at Orochimaru with some confusion, the Third silently asked him with his eyes: What are you doing, my student?
Orochimaru kept smiling, shrugged, and gestured with his eyes toward the Five-Tails two kilometers behind them.
Teacher, I did my best. This kid's too hotheaded. I couldn't exactly leave him alone with the Five-Tails, could I?
The beast can fire Tailed Beast Bombs...
Fugaku naturally couldn't bring himself to speak harshly to Ruohuo, but the question really was a little awkward.
In fact, with things so tense, any topic related to Danzo was awkward for the Uchiha.
Fortunately...
There was someone else present who could speak for the group.
"Of course not, little Ruohuo." White Fang appeared.
White Fang had "vanished" on the spot after cutting off Danzo's left arm. Now, he had finally shown himself again.
He looked at Danzo, who had his eyes tightly shut, with an amused expression. "The eyes you saw did indeed come from the Uchiha, but Elder Danzo clearly isn't an Uchiha. His Sharingan was transplanted..."
"As for how Elder Danzo got those eyes... you might have to ask him yourself."
White Fang hadn't drawn his sword earlier for his own sake.
Ruohuo had risked his life to hold off the Five-Tails Jinchuriki, and had even completed the mission White Fang himself hadn't managed to finish. White Fang remembered that debt.
So when he realized Danzo was trying to seal the Five-Tails, White Fang had made up