Dave comforted the three little ones for a while.
"All right, head back to the Senju Compound first," Dave said, smiling at the three little ones.
Then Dave turned to Kakuzu.
"Come on, let's get him!"
Kakuzu nodded, pulled a stocking from inside his clothes and slipped it over his head, then drew a pistol...
"..." Dave was speechless. Since when had this guy become such a clown...
But before the two could leave the room, Little Tsunade hurried over to Dave.
"Take Tsunade with you!" Little Tsunade said, spreading her arms to block their path.
"...Leave this sort of thing to the adults," Kakuzu said helplessly. Kids are such a pain...
"If you don't take me, Grandpa Kakuzu... I'll tell Uncle Dave you inflated your reimbursement claim just now," Little Tsunade whispered, her eyes darting as she walked over to him.
"I think we should take her along. I've developed dementia lately, and my memory isn't very good. I've forgotten what that person looks like," Kakuzu told Dave with a perfectly righteous expression.
...You really think I'm deaf, don't you...
With no other choice, the two took Little Tsunade along...
When they arrived at the Ōtsutsuki Clan Compound, the young man was still shooting the breeze with several other young men, boasting about how he had beaten up a child from the Shinobi World that day and made a tremendous contribution to their plan.
Suddenly, two creeps with stockings over their heads and a child wearing one appeared...
"That's him, right?" Dave asked Kakuzu.
"Yeah." Kakuzu nodded.
"Yes, yes, yes! That's him, that's him! He's the one who kicked Jiraiya! Get him, get him!" Little Tsunade shouted from Dave's arms.
"...Little Tsunade, being this violent isn't good for you," Dave said, taken aback as he patiently tried to teach