Tobirama also spoke softly.
"Being able to create life-or-death pressure on key figures in the early stages is indeed valuable."
Ban sneered.
"Although weak."
Zabuza.
If anyone else had said that, he would have gotten angry long ago.
But the one who could speak was Madara Uchiha.
He dared not.
Zabuza could only bite the bullet and ask, "What does 'early stage' mean?"
Hashirama.
"Simply put, you are the first significant enemy many ninjas will encounter."
"The intensity is just right, and the pressure is sufficient."
"There are knives, there is fog, there is sorrow, and there is white."
"That's why they're so popular."
Zabuza completely silent.
He now suspects that he didn't end up in a tavern after he died.
It is a kind of illusion that specifically torments the mind.
These people are talking very strangely.
Every sentence sounded like a compliment.
Yet every single sentence sent chills down his spine.
White?
Where did Bai go?
Why is he sitting here alone, enduring this kind of interrogation?
Zabuza up his water glass, wanting to take a sip to calm his nerves.
The moment his hand touched the cup, Ban suddenly spoke.
"You're evenly matched with Kakashi?"
puff.
Zabuza almost spat out the water.
He forced it down, his face stiff.
"I've fought Kakashi Hatake."
Ban coldly asked, "The result?"
Zabuza silent for half a second.
The first round ended with both sides winning and losing.
Tobirama immediately nodded as if taking notes.
"This matches the description of a 50/50 split."
Zabuza's eye twitched.
What kind of strange evaluation is this?
Hashirama was still full of admiration.
"Not bad."
" Kakashi is a very talented ninja in Konoha."
"You're really impressive to have pushed him to that level."
Zabuza not happy at all about being praised.
Madara Uchiha stood to the side, looking at something new and interesting.
Izuna listened while serving snacks.
Zabuza felt like a dish being served at a dinner table.
He wanted to escape.
There's no escaping it.
Zhang Yu is not here.
Bai is not here.
He was a newly recruited undead ninja, facing four legendary figures from the Shinobi World, and felt utterly helpless.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yu had already arrived at Bai's door.
He stood at the doorway and looked around first.
The hallway was empty.
very good.
Zhang Yu coughed silently to himself.
"I'm not doing this out of selfishness."
"I'm doing this for the mission."
The reward for this mission is 10,000 gold coins.
"There's no penalty for failure, but only a small amount of consolation money."
"Can we tolerate this?"
cannot.
The difference between 10,000 gold coins and a consolation payment is too great.
The system has practically handed the task to us; only a fool wouldn't take it.
Zhang Yu gave himself another excuse.
"Besides, the Kirigakure Anbu's attire really isn't suitable for a tavern."
"I'm doing this for the sake of my employees' image."
"For the sake of the tavern's development."
"To complete the mission."
"To help Bai better adapt to her new position."
After convincing himself, he felt much more confident and self-assured.
As the owner of the Undead Tavern, he holds spare keys to all the rooms in the backyard apartment.
This is a management necessity.
That makes perfect sense.
Zhang Yu took out the key and quietly opened the door.
Click.
The door lock clicked softly.
He pushed the door open and went inside.
The room was empty.
A slight noise came from the direction of the bathroom.
Zhang Yu immediately stopped in his tracks.
Bai was changing clothes in the bathroom.
He didn't go near the bathroom, nor did he look inside.
His goal for this trip was very clear.
Zhang Yu glanced around and quickly spotted the Kirigakure Ninja uniforms stacked on the chair.
Arm guards, outer garment, and ninja tool pouch were all neatly arranged there.
As expected of Bai.
Even the clothes they took off were tidied up so neatly.
Zhang Yu quietly walked over and picked up the Kirigakure outfit.
The moment his hand touched the clothes, a pang of guilt welled up inside him.
But the next second, the system task reward flashed through my mind.
Ten thousand gold coins.
Zhang Yu's eyes immediately hardened.
"Bai, don't blame the boss."
Out with the old, in with the new.
"Employee image upgrade starts today."
He picked up his clothes, turned around, and left the room.
Their movements were as light as a thief's.
The door was locked again.
Zhang Yu stood in the corridor and let out a long breath.
success.
I've received the old clothes.
Next, we'll cut off their escape route.
Zhang Yu went to a corner of the backyard, and a flame ignited in his palm.
The fire wasn't big.
But the temperature is very high.
The Kirigakure Ninja outfit fell into the flames and almost instantly curled up and turned black.
The fabric, the straps, the worn-out smell—all turned to ashes in the fire.
Looking at the Kakkō, Zhang Yu couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
"Starting today."
"Bai's journey in women's clothing has officially begun."
"When it comes to women's clothing, there's only zero times or countless times."
"The first step is the hardest."
"Once you get over that, everything will go smoothly."
The more he thought about it, the more sense it made.
"This is not out of selfishness."
This is a system task.
"This is a special service offered by the Undead Tavern."
"This is to increase employee visibility."
"Furthermore, it's to help Bai break free from the Kirigakure Anbu his past."
Zhang Yu nodded seriously.
very good.
Logical closed loop.
No problem at all.
The flames were completely extinguished.
The Kirigakure Ninja outfit was almost completely covered in dust.
Zhang Yu clapped his hands, turned around, and walked towards the front hall.
Now there's no choice but to go for white.
Even if you don't want to wear new clothes, you still have to.
In the front hall, Zabuza was still being interrogated.
Hashirama has gone from talking about how you were evenly matched with Kakashi back then to saying that "your death scene on the bridge was very moving."
Zabuza's expression grew increasingly stiff as he listened.
Hashirama spoke sincerely.
The more sincere he was, the more painful it was for Zabuza.
What does it mean to be very charismatic before death?
Who enjoys listening to others analyze their behavior before death?
Tobirama added another sentence.
"From an emotional outburst perspective, your final act of defeating Gato does indeed enhance the character's overall quality."
Zabuza was completely numb.
Character completeness?
He is a human being.
This is not a case file.
Izuna said calmly, "But your attitude towards Shiro has changed quite a bit."
"To speak the truth before death is too late."
Zabuza's body stiffened.
This statement is more hurtful than any of the strange comments that came before.
He tightened his grip on the cup, but did not object.
The white matter was the deepest thorn in his heart.
He kept saying that Bai was just a tool.
But at the very last moment, he admitted that that wasn't what he really thought.
Hashirama his silence, Hashirama didn't press the issue further and quickly changed the subject.
"Oh, Zabuza."
There's something I've always been curious about.
Zabuza's heart tightened.
His biggest fear right now is Hashirama's curiosity.
Because the other person is always curious, the questions they ask are always very strange.
What's the problem?
Hashirama was about to speak, Madara suddenly raised his hand.
"I'll ask."
The hall fell silent for a moment.
Zabuza's back tensed.
Madara Uchiha asked in person?
This pressure is much greater than that of the Hashirama.
Madara looked at Zabuza, his tone unusually solemn.
"Are you 100% sure that Bai is male?"
As soon as those words were spoken...
Several pairs of eyes simultaneously fell on Zabuza.
Zabuza on the spot.
He never expected that after holding it in for so long, Madara Uchiha would ask this question.
What is the gender of the white-haired person?
What kind of question is this?