Root Base, Tobirama's Exclusive Laboratory.
Tobirama, who was inside a cultivated body, heard the door open. He put down the test tube containing a fleshy embryo and turned to look at the newcomer.
"Well? Did you have fun today?"
He asked Orochimaru, his expression as calm as ever.
Tobirama was calm most of the time. Occasionally, Itachi's talent and obedient nature brought a smile to his face, and on very rare occasions, a certain dim-witted older brother going out with that pervert Madara Uchiha made him grit his teeth.
"Not bad. We chatted for a while, and I told them a few of my ideas along the way."
Tobirama nodded without asking what those ideas were.
It could only have been the usual things: they had not seen each other in so many years, so they would talk about how they had been and what they planned to do next.
He would never have imagined that Orochimaru had put Jiraiya and Tsunade straight through their paces.
Yes, on two fronts.
The greater family on one front, their own little family on the other.
In short: Orochimaru had taken a day off and walked away with the MVP award.
"Good, then. Come finish this experiment, and then we'll go over our plans for what comes next."
Orochimaru nodded. First, he went to the Changing Room to swap his everyday clothes for a white lab coat, then came out and joined Tobirama in making continuous adjustments to the fleshy embryo.
"Could we try adding natural energy to stimulate it?"
"I tried. Uchiha cells don't react as strongly to natural energy as the Senju Clan's do."
Tobirama shook his head. He had considered the effects of natural energy, but it was not much use for cultivating Sharingan.
The Uchiha Clan's cells leaned more