Seeing Orochimaru looking troubled as Jiraiya clung to his thigh, Tsunade hurried over and pulled Jiraiya off him.
Tsunade had trained with Orochimaru for several months and had the Senju Clan's blood in her veins. She looked like a slender child, but her strength was astonishing.
Jiraiya came from a civilian family. Before starting school, he had spent his days running around Konoha Shinobi Village with his friends. He might have been full of energy, but he was certainly no match for Tsunade.
"Owww!"
Thud!
"Owww!"
Thud!
Before long, Jiraiya's screams and the sounds of Tsunade's fists striking flesh rang in Orochimaru's ears.
Yet Orochimaru's attention was not on them at all.
The bell rang for class.
The school grounds grew steadily emptier.
Tsunade seemed addicted to pummeling Jiraiya and showed no sign of stopping.
Orochimaru had meant to intervene, but the instincts he had developed in the Dōjutsu World had followed him into this world.
At some point, an odd feeling had welled up inside him. He discreetly surveyed his surroundings, taking in the dense groves of cherry trees and rose bushes.
Not a single person was in sight.
But Orochimaru sensed something.
There were strangers nearby... or rather, enemies.
Unsure whether the people secretly watching him meant any harm, Orochimaru decided to observe them first.
The towering cherry trees on Konoha's school grounds had been planted by Yanbai himself and nurtured with Wood Release.
After twenty years of weathering the elements, they had grown into towering giants.
The beautiful cherry trees and romantic rose bushes were not merely flowers with exceptional ornamental value. They also provided hiding places for wicked deeds.
Orochimaru raised his hand without betraying anything and activated Projection Ninjutsu.
This time, the technique he used was different from the compound offensive ninjutsu he had