"You're... the real deal?"
"Uh, yes, I am."
The two stared at each other at close range. A few minutes later, Chinatsu awkwardly withdrew the hand she had been using to stroke the Sage of Six Paths' beard and gave an embarrassed cough.
"If you're the real deal, you should've said so sooner. Why did you start off with your eyes shut, pretending to be a dummy without saying a word?" Chinatsu put both hands behind her back, turned her head aside awkwardly, and pouted.
"That's because I'm only a soul fragment. Doesn't your computer need time to load when you boot it up, too?" the Sage of Six Paths explained rapidly, his expression perfectly serious.
A computer? Booting up?
Holy shit, Sage of Six Paths, did someone fucking possess you?!
Chinatsu jumped in fright. For a moment, she thought some transmigrator had possessed the Sage of Six Paths before her. After all, Naruto fanfiction had all sorts of bizarre premises. Transmigrating into the Sage of Six Paths was nothing special.
The Sage of Six Paths waved a hand. Although he wasn't quite sure exactly what Chinatsu was thinking, he knew she was probably wondering why he was here and how he knew a modern term like "computer."
What the Sage of Six Paths explained next would unravel the mystery of her constitution, which had puzzled Chinatsu ever since she transmigrated.
Pure-blooded members of the Ōtsutsuki Clan were immortal, undying beings. But hybrids of pure-blooded members and mortals, like the Sage of Six Paths, merely had somewhat longer lifespans than ordinary people. They still faced death.
After living for a very long time, the Sage of Six Paths eventually died of old age like any mortal. But his soul and power were so strong that even the Underworld's King of