Even his former brothers had died at his hands.
"Though I didn't get that old bastard onto the chopping block, this was still one satisfying show."
Nawaki muttered as if talking to himself, then suddenly raised his voice and shouted:
"Minato, sorry for the trouble, but clean this place up."
The moment he finished speaking, a streak of golden light flashed down.
Minato Namikaze looked at the hellscape that was the Sarutobi Clan Compound and nodded, a complicated expression on his face.
"Wait! Na... Nawaki, hurry, hurry and call your sister... no, ask Lady Tsunade to save me!"
With death at her door, Utatane Koharu finally abandoned the lofty airs she had maintained for thirty years.
Lowering her ever-proud head, she pleaded desperately with Nawaki as he was about to walk away.
"Hm?"
Nawaki feigned bewilderment, turning back with a puzzled expression.
"Did I promise you anything just now? Why don't I remember a thing? Besides, what good are words spoken to dead people?"
Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura, who had been cursing just moments earlier, froze.
Only then did the two realize that Senju Nawaki had never intended to spare them!
"You... you..."
Utatane Koharu no longer even dared to speak loudly, afraid she would only hasten her death.
Nawaki planted his feet on their heads, a cold smile on his face.
"When my parents died, they probably had the same expressions you do now, huh? Good. Those looks are priceless. Let me enjoy them a little longer."
He ground his feet down hard.
"Get your asses to the other world, then get on your knees and beg my parents and the Senju clanspeople for forgiveness."
When Nawaki walked out of the Sarutobi Clan Compound, satisfaction radiated from his entire body.
He felt so good he wanted to throw