"You certainly are confident!"
The First could not help marveling.
The Second's brow furrowed. He knew that with the Mangekyō Sharingan and Rinnegan, Shinichi's strength was certainly extraordinary.
Still, he believed Shinichi could at most fight his elder brother, Hashirama Senju, to a draw. With him assisting from the sidelines, Shinichi should have posed no threat. Yet the confidence radiating from Shinichi made him question his judgment.
The Second was not as simplehearted as the First. He understood people well and could naturally tell that Shinichi was no arrogant fool. On the contrary, he considered this young man far more mature and composed than his age suggested.
Without absolute certainty, Shinichi would not necessarily have said such a thing.
"Are you really that confident you can overpower us?"
Unable to contain his curiosity any longer, the Second asked.
"Do I need to explain myself to you?"
Shinichi shook his head and said nonchalantly, "If you dare interfere with my business, I'll personally send you back to the Underworld."
He could not be bothered to explain his strength to these two dead men. Besides, whether the two of them could truly return to life rested entirely on his whim. He had no idea where Tobirama Senju found the nerve to speak to him like that.
"Shinichi's strength is far beyond your imagination."
Orochimaru smiled faintly. "He hasn't come this far through luck, but through his own strength. Lord First, Lord Second, I hope you'll make the right decision."
Without question, Orochimaru had become a genuine, die-hard Shinichi fanboy.
Never mind the legendary God of Shinobi standing before him-even if the actual Sage of Six Paths appeared, he would side with Shinichi without hesitation.
"Young man, I believe you aren't a bad person, and I also believe you won't do anything to