"Haha, we meet again, Naruto-kun."
Orochimaru's voice was filled with a sticky pleasure. His pair of Golden Snake Eyes were tightly locked on the Naruto below. His eyes were full of inspection, evaluation, and an almost morbid "satisfaction".
In his opinion, the more suffering and rejection this child endures in the "hotbed" of Konoha, the more distorted and intense his inner desire for recognition, care, and "belonging" will be.
Just like a bent bamboo, it accumulates the strength to rebound and is more likely to be guided... in the direction he desires.
"I have good news for you!"
Orochimaru's tone is full of temptation, like a poisonous snake spitting a message in the ear of its prey.
"A... news about your life experience!"
He deliberately prolonged his tone and observed Naruto's reaction.
"I know who your Parents is!"
Naruto didn't have any reaction, but the reaction from others was great.
"Orochimaru, shut up!"
An angry shout sounded like thunder!
A figure carrying powerful Natural Energy waves landed next to Naruto.
It is Jiraiya.
At this moment, Jiraiya's image has changed drastically.
Red Eyes facial lines appeared on his face, his pupils turned into horizontal pupils like Toad, and small bumps appeared on both sides of his nose.
On the shoulders, stood two Old Toads, Sage Fukasaku and Sage Shima.
Obviously, in order to cope with the current crisis, Jiraiya turned on Sage Mode without hesitation!
This is his current Strongest fighting form.
Jiraiya is angry at Orochimaru within Four Violet Flames Formation.
He must never let Orochimaru throw the cruel truth to Naruto at this time and in this way.
That is tantamount to the most vicious torture!
However, facing the aggressive Jiraiya who turned on Sage Mode, Orochimaru showed no fear at all.
Instead, he stuck out his unusually long tongue and licked his cheek slowly, as if he was cleaning it and tasting it.
He looked with interest at Jiraiya, who was facing a formidable enemy below. Golden's vertical pupils were flashing with malicious light, and his voice was full of joking and sharp sarcasm:
"What's wrong, Jiraiya? Are you anxious?"
"You are so anxious..."
Orochimaru's conversation suddenly changed and became extremely sharp and mean. Every word was like a poisoned ice pick, stabbing hard at Jiraiya, Naruto who was silent next to him, and Hiruzen Sarutobi who looked complicated on the roof:
"You are so anxious. Why haven't you come back to see this child for so many years?"
Jiraiya's body stiffened suddenly.
Orochimaru's voice continued to echo, with a cruel pleasure of uncovering scars and spreading salt:
"You just... have seen this child once, and with your name and influence Sannin, show a little concern..."
His eyes swept over Naruto, then over Jiraiya, and finally landed on Third, his tone full of sarcasm:
"His situation in the village when he was a child... wasn't that bad, right?"
"After all, these villagers in Konoha are fearful of power but not immoral. What's the use of words from weak old men?"
"Hated, reviled, and isolated by the people in the village... regarded by everyone as the 'Demon Fox', 'Monster' who brought disaster..."
Orochimaru word for word, as if to burn those cold words into everyone's heart:
"Eating expired and overpriced food sold to him by others, living in a dilapidated apartment with the words 'Demon Fox Go to Death' and 'Monster Get Out' written all over it in red paint. He has no friends or relatives. When walking on the street, even those who approach him will scurry away like the plague, and the eyes he casts are only undisguised disgust and bone-deep fear..."
Orochimaru's voice was like the most vicious curse, describing a series of cold and bone-chilling pictures in detail, and every sentence seemed to be in the hearts of those who knew Lingchi.
"What can he do in the end...?
I can only do it at night, when everyone is asleep, like a little thief who can't see the light of day.
Sneaking into the shops that had spoken ill of him during the day, he carefully took away a few necessities..."
Orochimaru's words paused here, with a twisted "admiration":
"And... he gave the money back! What a... principled kid, isn't he?"
"Then, during the day, he might carry a small bucket of cheaper paint, and bit by bit, silently cover up the dazzling Red Eyes insults and curses on the apartment wall. Either suppress them directly, or paint them into other patterns.
Over and over again... it's like trying to cover up the invisible stigma on yourself."
"And then, if he hears that his friends are being bullied by other kids for being close to him, he might cover his face one night and use his not-so-skilled Taijutsu to beat up those bad Kid quietly, and then warn them not to bully his friends...
In this clumsy and dangerous way, I try to protect that little bit of 'warmth'."
Orochimaru's gaze was like an ice pick, piercing Jiraiya, whose face was getting paler:
"These...Jiraiya, do you know? Have you ever taken care of them? Even once?"
He shook his head, his voice suddenly rising, full of extreme sarcasm and contempt:
"No, you didn't. You were just a...
In order to escape Konoha, he calls himself a hero who travels far and wide looking for 'Child of Prophecy', but he is actually a complete coward!"
The word coward was bitten hard by him.
Immediately, Orochimaru's attack turned to another direction, which was more pungent and hit the sore spot more directly:
"You have been chasing Tsunade for so many years, from a young age to over fifty. Have you caught her?
No.
On the contrary, it's that guy Dan Katō... you've only known Tsunade for a few days?
He won her heart. Do you know why?"
Orochimaru grinned with a vicious smile:
"Because you are always not there when others need you most!"
"When Second Shinobi World War, Tsunade witnessed countless companions dying tragically because they could not get timely treatment, and she was heartbroken.
Make a suggestion to the old man, requiring that every three-person team be equipped with at least one Medical Ninjutsu Ninja, even if it is only a preliminary training!
That was her ideal, her persistence, and it was also the time when she needed support the most!"
Orochimaru's voice carries the coldness of recreating history:
"What about you? Jiraiya? What were you doing at that time?
You were obviously dragged back from Gates of Death by Tsunade because of a serious injury two days ago.
You clearly know the importance of Medical Ninjutsu Ninja better than anyone else!
But when Tsunade argued her case at the meeting and faced many doubts and objections, did you stand by her side?
Have you spoken out to support her?"
"And what about Dan Katō?"
Orochimaru's tone is full of contrasting malice.
"He chose to support Tsunade without hesitation.
Not only did she support her at the meeting, but when Tsunade felt lonely and stressed because her ideas were not understood, she stayed with her, listened to her, understood her, supported her... and then, naturally, she embraced her beauty."
"Look, what a simple truth?
It's a pity that you don't understand, or that you can't do it."
Orochimaru's offensive does not stop and continues to uncover wounds:
"Fourth Hokage's wife, Kushina Uzumaki, is about to give birth.
That was when Jinchūriki was at his weakest and the seal was most loose.
Konoha happened to suffer a long-planned invasion at this juncture, and the enemy came directly towards Nine-Tails!"
"As one of the most powerful combatants in the village, you have rich experience in dealing with Giant Summoned Beast and powerful enemies.
Jiraiya, where were you at that time?
Are you in the village? Have you rushed back? That is the birth of your most proud apprentice's child!"
His eyes swept over Third, whose face was ashen, and then returned to Jiraiya:
"The answer is still - you're not here!"
"What's the final result?
Our mistress, Biwako Sarutobi, died fighting to protect Kushina who was giving birth.
Fourth Hokage and his wife, in order to protect the village and seal the rampaging Nine-Tails, both sacrificed their lives, Konoha's vitality was severely damaged, and countless families were broken."
"And you, the great hero Jiraiya, are once again absent at a critical moment."
Finally, Orochimaru pointed the finger at the most recent and most "funny" scene:
"Then, this child, Naruto Uzumaki, grew up a little.
A few days ago, you, Jiraiya, probably finally realized your conscience and went to look for this child excitedly with ramen in hand..."
Orochimaru's face showed unabashed ridicule:
"I was watching nearby, it was such a good show!
You were blocked outside the door by two little girls like they were guarding against thieves. You didn't even get in.
That ramen you prepared so carefully, you probably had to eat it yourself in the end, right?
How... embarrassed, hero Lord Jiraiya?"