No, my hands are starting to itch.
Tobirama watched Madara Uchiha being bombarded. Though it felt good, it was still different from beating him up himself.
Maybe I should discuss it with Little Itachi in a bit.
Let me have a turn?
After more than fifty seconds of bombardment, just as his supply of Special Explosive Tags was about to run out, Itachi activated the second stage of Susanoo without the slightest pause.
The crimson Susanoo appeared halfway up the rocky mountain, which had already been blasted to pieces.
The Totsuka Blade, capable of sealing souls, stabbed straight into the center of the explosions.
Scorching flames clashed with the continuously exploding Explosive Tags.
The swift, direct execution, without the slightest restraint, made everyone's eyes light up.
"Good... excellent!"
Watching Itachi's seamless execution as he began suppressing Madara the moment he appeared, Ōnoki was unstinting in his praise.
"Is this handsome young man really that strong?"
Mei Terumi marveled at the crimson Susanoo. Though smaller than Madara Uchiha's, it was still astonishing.
Tsunade nodded slightly. Barring any surprises, her second grandfather was probably laughing his head off in secret right now.
Aside from what he had initially learned within the Uchiha Clan, all of Itachi's ninjutsu and swordsmanship followed her second grandfather's approach.
If Itachi hadn't already learned Fire Release as part of his Uchiha Clan foundations, he might have become a copy of her second grandfather by now.
As for how Tsunade had learned of Tobirama's existence...
A certain Hashirama, whom Tsunade had sought out with alcohol to tearfully pour out her troubles, maintained that he knew absolutely nothing.
Anyway, he had gotten drunk after drinking quite a lot.
He couldn't remember what he had said after getting drunk.
Since he couldn't remember, it was the same as never having