After learning about the situation from Kurama, Naruto said goodbye to Shukaku and left using Flying Thunder God.
He planned to print a few more copies of the photo of Shukaku giving off steam.
He would send Gaara a copy too.
I wonder if Gaara will laugh when he sees it?
Meanwhile, the scene returned to when Tobirama told Kurama he did not have to go to work.
Tobirama's face remained cold, showing no embarrassment over his little mistake.
Once Kurama scampered off to watch anime, Tobirama opened the Eight Trigrams Seal.
Chakra was able to flow in, and as it poured into Isshiki's consciousness, his form gradually grew more solid.
"Cough, cough."
A weak cough rang out. With the replenishment of chakra, Isshiki finally had the strength to make a sound.
At the same time, he could finally open his eyes.
"I... I thought I was going to starve to death in there."
Isshiki's voice was a little hoarse at first, but it gradually returned to normal.
Seeing this, Tobirama sneered, then immediately closed the seal again.
Isshiki's budding intention to joke with Tobirama instantly vanished.
Deprived of his chakra supply, he was like a fish that had lost its bicycle.
He could still live, but he could no longer show off.
"You recover pretty quickly."
Tobirama asked coldly.
"Heh, how could lower life-forms like you understand the power of higher-dimensional beings?"
Isshiki smiled as well. At that moment, a stemmed glass filled with red wine would have made everything perfect.
Then he could swirl the crimson wine in the light and gaze contemptuously at the lower life-form before him through its color.
Unfortunately, the conditions did not allow for that right now.
Besides, he was the prisoner here.
"Higher-dimensional, yes, but we aren't exactly lower life-forms either."
Tobirama