"No need to hold back."
"Just snuff out this unstable element."
Danzo spoke viciously beside Takahashi Yū.
Takahashi Yū strongly suspected that his old buddy Danzo was taking a jab at a certain researcher. He curled his lip without speaking, simply clenching his hand hard and further compressing the killing intent wrapped around the old ghost.
From where they stood, they could barely see Orochimaru's out-of-control figure anymore.
It looked as though he had completely regained control of his body.
"Get ready for salvage excavation."
Danzo sighed deeply and continued:
"Of course, I don't mean rescuing people. Go dig out the White Zetsu in the laboratory, along with the First Hokage's Cells."
"Let's revive the victims first, then start reconstruction. Sigh."
Just thinking about all the trouble to come gave Danzo a headache.
He glanced aside and noticed several obvious cracks still on the face of the unfortunate son he had acquired, and sighed again.
What if...
He kept Young Minato in his Impure World Reincarnation state for now and had him work around the clock, twenty-four hours a day, handling Konoha's reconstruction?
Would that be too inhumane?
Sigh...
Danzo couldn't quite bear the thought, but his hand honestly rose to pat Young Minato on the shoulder.
Young Minato stared at him with his black-sclera eyes, unsure why his acquired father Danzo was looking at him so bitterly.
Half a month later.
Konoha's rebuilt temporary laboratory.
"Yūjun, you really didn't leave anything behind?"
With a dark expression, Orochimaru spoke to Takahashi Yū, who stood with his arms folded, his tone mingling regret and disappointment.
"Nothing. Not a single bit. What did you want something that old for?"
Takahashi Yū waved a hand in front of his nose in disgust. Grinding a humanoid creature out of existence had been a