"What are you so happy about? Let me hear it."
Uchiha Minamoto sized up Orochimaru before him and spoke with a faint, ambiguous smile.
"If I like what I hear, I might even spare your life."
Spare my life?
Orochimaru's eyes flickered slightly.
Now that he had fallen into Uchiha Minamoto's hands, he actually still had a chance to survive?
Orochimaru's ability to preserve his own life was first-rate.
But if he could live, who would want to die?
Orochimaru's mind began racing.
He was just about to say-or rather, offer-a few flattering words to Uchiha Minamoto, to butter up this young Fifth Hokage.
Two more figures appeared behind Uchiha Minamoto.
Jiraiya and Princess Tsunade had arrived.
"Tsk, tsk..."
Jiraiya planted his hands on his hips, shaking his head.
"Well, look who it is! Never thought you'd see this day, did you?"
Orochimaru swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue and gave Jiraiya an indifferent glance.
If not for the interference of that monster Uchiha Minamoto...
How would an idiot like Jiraiya have the confidence, let alone the right, to spout such nonsense in front of him?
"Orochimaru!"
Tsunade folded her arms, her slender eyebrows shooting up.
"Have you decided how you're going to repent?"
Orochimaru withdrew his mocking gaze from Jiraiya and turned to Tsunade.
"It's been a while, Tsunade..."
No one had expected Orochimaru to say something like that at a time like this.
"Congratulations."
"Congratulations?"
Tsunade froze, not yet following.
"What for?"
"Lord First Hokage, Lord Second, and..."
Orochimaru slowly offered three names.
"Nawaki."
Compared with Jiraiya, that "bickering love interest" (? Something seemed off there?)...
Orochimaru's relationship with Tsunade was undoubtedly much more normal.
The two were perfectly normal teammates, comrades-in-arms, and close friends who shared an extremely deep bond.
The news that Hashirama