What a pain. Why did I have to run into her...?
Orochimaru thought helplessly.
Since his identity had been exposed, there was no point keeping up the disguise.
He reached up and tore off his kimono, revealing a brown combat outfit.
Then, with a light brush over his face, he returned to his male appearance.
"Heh heh heh, long time no see, Tsunade," Orochimaru said with a smile.
"Why do you look so annoyed? Are you that unhappy to see an old friend?"
Tsunade stared coldly at Orochimaru and demanded aggressively.
"Spare me the phony pleasantries. What are you doing in Konoha?"
Orochimaru tensed, licked the corner of his mouth, and said.
"The Princess Tsunade I remember always preferred to stay out of anything that didn't concern her."
"Why don't we go our separate ways? You can pretend you never saw this old friend of yours. How does that sound?"
Tsunade folded her arms over her heavy breasts and asked with a mocking half-smile.
"Do you really think that's possible... old friend?"
Orochimaru's eyes darkened. He drew a kunai and said.
"It seems our friendship will come to an end today."
With that.
He raised the kunai in a reverse grip and slashed it across his arm.
Blood spattered.
But to Orochimaru's surprise.
Tsunade showed not the slightest sign of distress.
Instead, she looked amused and laughed so hard her whole body shook.
"Hahahahaha! What are you doing, Orochimaru?"
Orochimaru's expression shifted slightly.
"Your fear of blood... is cured?"
Tsunade shrugged with a smile.
"That's right. Someone helped me overcome it on the way back to Konoha."
A certain white-haired old pervert flashed through her mind.
A trace of complicated emotion stirred in Tsunade's heart.
She shook her head, suppressing her tangled feelings.
She took off her green coat and