Chapter 118 Tobirama: I feel like I'm playing with Izuna like I'm playing with a dog
With a tic-tac-toe mark appearing on his forehead, Izuna was furious.
He was very dissatisfied with Tobirama's behavior, and even his own Mangekyō Sharingan couldn't decipher what Tobirama was thinking.
But for a moment, I felt that his gaze towards me became extremely...fiery?
"Hmph, I can guess without you saying it."
Izuna turned his head away, refusing to look at Itachi's face, because Itachi's expression annoyed him.
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Tobirama looked at Izuna, who refused to communicate, with a very interesting expression on his face.
Tsk tsk tsk, even Izuna has met his end. What a pity. If Madara were to come over and see Izuna looking so humiliated, just thinking about it would be exciting.
"So, what do you want to do to me? Let me tell you, you might not be able to beat me in a fight."
After a moment of silence, Izuna spoke, but he also knew that although Tobirama might not be able to beat him, he could annoy him.
Besides, Hashirama is still in Konoha.
Pshaw, but I don't believe he can do anything to me.
As long as he doesn't cause trouble, that dull-witted Hashirama won't lay a hand on him; only Tobirama will bother him.
However, Itachi's relationship with Sasuke is currently very delicate, and they rarely meet, which means that Tobirama rarely has ideas for himself and puts them into practice.
"Tch, I've already left more than a dozen Flying Thunder God marks on you."
Tobirama raised an eyebrow, looking at Izuna with interest. Oh, Moses Roy, huh?
If it weren't for Itachi, Tobirama could have even left a few marks on Sasuke's elephant.
Izuna's face froze.
"However, I don't intend to do anything to you. Sasuke is Itachi's younger brother.
Although Itachi is no longer a member of the Uchiha clan, the blood ties cannot be severed."
"You and I both know that."
"But this time, I'm the older brother, and you're just the younger brother."
Tobirama's face loomed in front of Izuna, his two large eyes staring right in Izuna's eyes.
"Hey! What do you mean?!"
Izuna stood up, staring defiantly at Tobirama.
"Hehe, alright, teach Sasuke properly, but don't lead him astray."
Tobirama sat back down, took a sip of lemonade, and clapped his hands.
"That...one against seven?"
Tenzo pushed open the door and tiptoed in.
"Yes, Kozo, take Izumi...Sasuke back."
Tenzo's eyelids twitched. Seriously, if you're going to act, at least act it convincingly. Does your character just disappear after you say "hmm"?
As we all know, people have a natural inclination to gossip, and just now, Tenzo, who had just walked out, pressed his ear to the door.
Tenzo: I'm mainly worried about the leader's safety, that's why I'm not very curious about what's inside.
Then, Tenzo heard Itachi's voice, but the tone was completely different from Itachi's.
The information revealed in their conversation was extensive and discerning.
What about Izuna, Tobirama, Madara, and resurrection?
Tenzo broke out in a cold sweat. Although he had noticed Itachi talking to people before, he had never considered this possibility.
But now he knows.
Good heavens, you two brothers are both harboring an old monster inside you, aren't you?
"Uh, okay."
Tenzo glanced at the "Sasuke" who had gotten up, and then carefully led him away from Root.
After Tenzo left, Itachi's consciousness returned to his body, while Tobirama plopped down on the sofa in the dango shop and crossed his legs.
"Sade, let me think of a way to trick Sasuke into coming here."
Tobirama stroked his chin. This problem was difficult to solve, but as long as his thinking didn't falter, extraordinary wisdom would provide the answer.
"How about... I ask Itachi to create a shadow clone for me, and I'll go out and distract... oops, distract Sasuke myself."
No, this isn't good. What if it makes Weasel unhappy?
Well... I should speed up my research on the Flying Thunder God Technique across space, and see if I can get inside Sasuke's stomach as soon as possible, so I can properly train these "twins".
Susanoo? I'll just place a mark on your body, teleport you there, multiply the explosive tags, and see what happens.
He stretched his shoulders and then began his research.
Izuna followed Tenzo away from Root and returned to his home.
It was noon, and Mikoto had just finished making lunch, while Fugaku was looking at today's Konoha news.
Izuna glanced back at Tenzo and said calmly.
"You little devil with the Thousand Hands, you should practice more in the future, don't be so weak."
Then, Sasuke regained consciousness.
"Brother... Oh, take care."
Yes, the contrast before and after is very obvious. Tenzo can very intuitively feel the difference in the two people's cultivation.
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Seriously, why am I so nervous? It's because Itachi tied Sasuke up last night, and then interrogated him again today, and I even got hit by Izuna's Tsukuyomi.
No, don't you have any self-awareness at all?!
I'm usually strong and powerful, and I'm not afraid at all!
So, who is the real victim in this incident?
Is it Sasuke, who was kidnapped in the middle of the night but managed to meet his brother?
Or is it Itachi, who was worried about his younger brother but got a satisfactory result?
Yes, only the world where Tenzo suffered has been achieved.
The only player in the entire match to have 100% damage taken, impressive, right?
Tenzo: Awesome my ass!!!
"Hey, Sasgei, what brings you back?"
Mikoto gently covered her mouth with her hand and made a slightly surprised sound.
Shouldn't the ninja academy be on lunch break at this time?
Did something happen to Sasuke? Was he kicked out by his teacher?!
I told you, we shouldn't have taught Sasuke such damaging ninjutsu at such a young age. Look, he's been expelled from school now.
Iruka: Heh, kick him out? Sasuke and that blond guy are now figures no one dares to mess with in the Ninja Academy, so why would anyone dare to kick him out?
Fugaku gently moved the newspaper down, gesturing to Sasuke with his eyes, while simultaneously feeling a bit hot.
This morning I lied to Mikoto and said that Sasuke went to school early, and that I even made him a bento.
In reality, the kitchen that Fugaku used was where he prepared a sumptuous breakfast for himself, and the high-grade steak that disappeared from the refrigerator was also put into Fugaku's stomach.
"Um, well, I didn't bring a lunchbox. Would you like to come back for lunch?"
Sasuke saw the look in his father's eyes and tentatively asked in a questioning tone.
"Huh? Didn't your father make you a bento box? He even used the high-end steak you've been craving lately."
Mikoto asked, puzzled, while glancing at Fugaku, who was already drenched in sweat.
"Ahem, it must be because it was placed in the wrong location; Sasuke couldn't find it."
"It's okay, I'll take you to a barbecue restaurant. I'll bring the bento back tonight and eat it myself. I'll wash it while I'm at it."
Fugaku put down the newspaper, got up, and pulled Sasuke outside.
"Uh, yes, that's right."
Sasuke nodded somewhat stiffly.
"Hiss... This feels really weird."
Mikoto tilted her head, her index finger pressed to her lips, thinking about how strange Sasuke's clothes had been in such a mess.
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