"Get over here! I promise I won't beat you to death."
Madara Uchiha stood with his arms folded, his expression hostile.
Terror on his little face, Orochimaru hid behind Yanbai.
Yanbai smiled at Madara Uchiha. "Madara, let's hear what the boy has to say."
Orochimaru had begged Tobirama Senju to take him to Yanbai. If that world with smartphones and the internet was a dream, he would rather live in a dream.
So Orochimaru wanted to beg Yanbai to let him keep "sleeping."
Orochimaru was still a child, and acting cute and pitiful came naturally to children. He looked so miserable that Tobirama Senju, who did have a heart, couldn't bear it.
Comforting children wasn't Tobirama Senju's forte. As expected, that sort of thing was better left to a professional like Yanbai.
And so, after confirming that Yanbai wasn't bathing, Tobirama Senju used the Flying Thunder God Technique to deliver Orochimaru to him.
The moment he saw Orochimaru, Madara Uchiha exploded!
Then, with practiced ease, Orochimaru hurried behind Yanbai. After a glance at Madara Uchiha's livid face, he tearfully explained that he didn't want to wake up and wanted to keep dreaming.
The squeaky wheel got the grease. That was an unchanging truth.
Back in the dōjutsu world.
Whenever Orochimaru played the pity card, Yanbai would always find a way to help him.
So Orochimaru thought it would work here, too.
However, Yanbai refused to construct a virtual world on the grounds that he had exhausted his ocular power to the point of nearly going blind. He said he couldn't keep building virtual worlds and had no idea how long he would need to rest.
After all, only a handful of people in this world knew about Yanbai's dōjutsu abilities. He could spin whatever nonsense he pleased.
Orochimaru had no