"But what?"
Hearing that Dan Katō would soon be out of danger, Meikyō let out a sigh of relief. But when he heard that "but," his heart leaped into his throat again.
"It's nothing. It's just that Dan suffered extremely serious internal injuries this time. His kidneys were badly damaged. Even with Tsunade's treatment, he'll need a long period of recovery afterward. He won't be able to fight during that time."
Thank goodness.
Meikyō finally relaxed completely. He glanced at his two companions beside him and found that, while they had relaxed as well, they were staring curiously at his eyes.
"Meikyō, your eyes!"
Inuzuka Ryo opened his mouth and quietly reminded him.
His eyes?
Could it be...
"Hehe, you're Uchiha Meikyō, right? I remember you. You managed to stop a Jonin head-on in battle. No wonder you're Dan's most prized disciple. To awaken the Three Tomoe Sharingan at your age... perhaps you might become a Jonin even earlier than I did, Meikyō-kun~"
Orochimaru looked at Uchiha Meikyō with great interest and licked his lips.
Before Hatake Kakashi became a Jonin at the age of twelve during the future Third Shinobi World War, Konoha's record for the youngest Jonin had been set by Orochimaru. He had been only thirteen at the time.
If his disciple were still alive, then with the bloodline of the First Hokage flowing through him, would he have broken that record?
Thinking of that disciple who had died young, Orochimaru suddenly lost the desire to speak.
Life was just that fragile. If not for the intelligence those little brats had obtained, Dan would have lost his life this time as well.
Orochimaru then thought of the parents who had died during his childhood.
Death was equal to everyone, arriving without warning. Whether commoner or ninja, whether