Seeing that his slash had missed, Gin showed a trace of regret on his face.
But he did not seem to care much. He continued smiling as he looked in Minato's direction and softly said with a smile.
"What kind of technique was that...?"
Naturally, Minato ignored his question. Instead, he looked solemnly at Fukasaku and Shima and said in a deep voice.
"Lord Fukasaku, Lady Shima, I'll have to trouble you two this time..."
Upon hearing Minato's words, Sage Shima still looked shaken.
She held her chest with her frog-like paw, breathing slightly heavily as she hurriedly said.
"Little Minato, just who is this guy? He can control such a long blade!?"
"Even those seven lousy swords in your Ninja World aren't that long, if I remember right. I was nearly scared to death just now..."
Hearing her words, Sage Fukasaku looked rather grave. He glanced at her and said in a deep voice.
"Old lady, quiet down and let Minato explain!"
"I imagine the opponent he's encountered this time is an extremely troublesome one!"
As he said this, he deliberately glanced at Gin, who stood in the distance with a frivolous expression.
Seemingly noticing Fukasaku's gaze, Gin narrowed his eyes slightly. The corners of his lips rose into a wide arc as he followed that gaze and met Fukasaku's frog eyes!
The next moment.
"Mm..."
Sage Fukasaku hurriedly turned his head away and withdrew his gaze. His aged frog face was filled with shock, and cold sweat covered it in a rare display.
Noticing Sage Fukasaku's abnormal behavior, both Sage Shima and Minato hurriedly asked with concern.
"Are you alright, old man!?"
"How are you, Lord Fukasaku!?"
Hearing their concern, Fukasaku wiped away his sweat, still looking shaken.
He hurriedly looked at Minato and asked gravely.
"Little Minato,