Sasuke took a deep breath, calming the chakra surging within him. He raised his hand, traces of Wood Release still lingering in his palm. That power was vast and natural, as though he had been born with it. He looked at Toru Kujyo, a trace of anger still on his face, but what stood out more was unmistakable shock and... a hint of conflicted emotion. "This power... really is beyond imagination." His voice was low, his admission tinged with reluctance. "What exactly did you do to me?"
Toru Kujyo chuckled. Rather than answer Sasuke's question directly, he turned to Orochimaru and asked lightly, "Orochimaru-kun, what do you think? I'm quite satisfied with the results of this 'surgery.'"
Orochimaru's serpentine eyes narrowed slightly. As he sensed the tremendous vitality radiating from Sasuke and that pure yang release chakra, his mind reeled. Of course he was satisfied. Delighted, even.
The Uchiha Clan's Sharingan and the Senju Clan's Wood Release had fused perfectly. This was nothing short of an unprecedented miracle in the Shinobi World! His Adam's apple bobbed, and he gave two dry chuckles. "Perfect. It's simply... a work of art! Toru Kujyo-kun, your abilities have truly opened my eyes."
"Since both sides are satisfied, isn't it time to honor our deal?" The amusement faded from Toru Kujyo's face. He fixed Orochimaru with a sharp stare, his tone turning serious.
Orochimaru froze at those words, his smile stiffening for a moment. He had assumed that Toru Kujyo's transplant surgery for Sasuke was "repayment" for the White Zetsu Clone he had provided earlier, part of their deal. After all, he had only handed over a precious White Zetsu Clone in exchange for Toru Kujyo's help. He had thought they were square.
"Our deal?" A flicker of confusion crossed Orochimaru's eyes. Then, in a