"You know he's a ninja who's trained for over sixty years. How long have you trained? Less than two years. Aren't you afraid something might happen...?"
Orochimaru reached out, pressed a hand onto A Luo's head, and thoroughly ruffled his hair.
This brat—didn't he know that taking such risks would make his parent worry?
He had raised this child with great effort, from that fragile little pity at the beginning into the healthy, lively boy he was now.
"Orochimaru-sensei, in the future, I'll kill Hiruzen Sarutobi too. I won't spare anyone from the Sarutobi clan either. Will that make you unhappy? After all, he was your teacher..."
A Luo lifted his head slightly, held down Orochimaru's hand, and rested his little head in his palm.
No matter what Orochimaru thought, he could never let Hiruzen Sarutobi or the Sarutobi clan go. Still, there were some things he wanted to discuss with Orochimaru beforehand.
That man was Orochimaru's teacher. Though many things had happened, long ago, Orochimaru had indeed been taught, cared for, and protected by Hiruzen Sarutobi.
"No. At most... I just won't watch."
Orochimaru sighed. His snake-like eyes blinked, and in the end, he still left himself a little room to retreat.
If A Luo and Sasuke were going to destroy his former teacher in the future—and perhaps destroy Konoha as well—then if it made him uncomfortable, he simply would not watch.
But as for everything else, he could guarantee that he would never go easy on them.
"Mm..."
A Luo did not say whether that was good or not. He merely nodded, turned over, pressed his face against Orochimaru's hand, and closed his eyes to rest.
Though he was certain Orochimaru would not be able to stop him, having him stand by his side was enough to make