Orochimaru lowered his hand and calmly turned to look at Tobirama Senju, who had appeared behind him at some point.
Orochimaru slipped his hand into the pocket of his white lab coat, seemingly considering how best to answer Tobirama's question.
But Tobirama Senju was more impatient than he was.
Without waiting for Orochimaru's response, Tobirama Senju immediately spoke again. "Was my question that pointed?"
"Ah... I simply wasn't sure how best to explain." Orochimaru seemed to speak without embellishment. "Mother suddenly gave me some hair. I couldn't decide where to store it, so I came here."
"But I didn't sleep at all last night, and my mind feels a little foggy. Even I don't understand why I ended up standing here."
"Thank you for snapping me out of it. I've realized I can simply keep Mother's hair in my own office. I'll head back now."
With that, Orochimaru started walking, passing Tobirama Senju.
Afraid Tobirama Senju would not believe him, Orochimaru even took a wooden box out of his pocket and opened the lid, revealing a lock of silver hair tied with a ribbon.
Tobirama Senju looked toward the spot where Orochimaru had been standing.
The Uzumaki Clan had been specially commissioned to seal the entire morgue with sealing jutsu. Inside, it employed the principles of modern air cooling: air was artificially chilled outside and fed into the interior, preserving the bodies with the aid of preservatives.
Still, Tobirama Senju felt that this preservation method was too slapdash.
"Orochimaru, if you don't know how to preserve Yanbai's hair, you can leave it with me," Tobirama Senju said flatly. "Also, don't forget: if you want to use cells of the deceased strong, you must have a valid reason, submit an application to the current Hokage, and pass every level of approval."