Impossible!
Someone actually sneaked into the house without a sound, and he only realized it so late.
Wait, these eyes are...
Kabuto Yakushi looked closely, and he noticed three tomoe near the pupils of the scarlet eyes.
Sharingan!
"Hoho, your reaction speed is quite fast..."
As the sound of praise gradually faded, the outline of the figure also gradually emerged into view.
"You are..."
Seeing the white-haired boy in front of him, Kabuto Yakushi cried out: "Uchiha Tōshirō..."
"Hoo~ you know me?"
Tōshirō glanced over, his scarlet eyes revealing a faint teasing smile.
Kabuto Yakushi smiled, easing the stiffness on his face: "Lord Tōshirō, you're joking. You are a very famous person in our village."
Tōshirō took a breath, as if recalling something, and slowly closed his eyes.
Kabuto Yakushi seemed to be a harmless, mediocre genin.
In reality, his true identity was a spy sent to Konoha by Orochimaru, and his strength was even at a jōnin level.
His mediocrity and kindness were nothing more than a disguise to avoid attracting attention.
Tōshirō was now secretly looking for Orochimaru to improve his strength, and he had no time to play games with him. He got straight to the point: "Where is Orochimaru?"
"Orochimaru?" Kabuto Yakushi's expression froze: "What are you talking about? How could a mediocre genin like me know anything about him?"
"And why are you in my room?"
On the surface, Kabuto Yakushi looked clueless, but his heart was already in turmoil.
He knew!
He knew Lord Orochimaru!
And he also knew I was Orochimaru's spy!
How is this possible? He had hidden himself so well. When did he expose himself?
"Will you tell me on your own, or should I ask myself?"
Tōshirō's blood-red eyes exuded a cold chill.
"For something I am determined to know, in front of these eyes, any elaborate lie is meaningless," these blood-colored eyes spoke silently.
Kabuto Yakushi gave up resisting, shrugging his shoulders to relieve his tension: "You are a truly terrifying person."
This sentence was his way of indirectly admitting it.
"How did you discover me?" Kabuto Yakushi was very curious. He considered himself to be very discreet.
He wasn't exaggerating. He was very talented when it came to being a spy, and it was because of this talent that he was favored by Lord Orochimaru.
You know, you can't stay by Lord Orochimaru's side for long without some special skills.
Tōshirō slightly raised his chin, looking at him sideways: "Are you investigating my intelligence?"
Maintaining a sense of mystery and instilling fear is a very effective political tactic.
"No, I was just curious."
Kabuto Yakushi dared not look directly, lowering his gaze: "It's said that you and Orochimaru are good friends. Now that I think about it, he is indeed a man worthy of your recognition."
Tōshirō put on a poker face and said indifferently: "You are wrong."
Kabuto Yakushi looked puzzled.
"It should be that Orochimaru is a man worthy of my recognition."
Tōshirō corrected him with an overbearing tone like a domineering CEO.
Kabuto Yakushi was stunned.
Although it was just a simple reversal of the sentence order, the master-subordinate relationship between the two became clear.
After a long while, he spoke, tentatively asking: "Is Lord Tōshirō here on behalf of the village to capture Lord Orochimaru, a rogue ninja?"
Tōshirō's tone was flat: "I am just here to catch up with him..."
If only it were a simple reunion...
Kabuto Yakushi thought to himself.
Tōshirō's attitude was still unclear. To be honest, Kabuto Yakushi didn't want to take Tōshirō to see Lord Orochimaru.
However, he wanted to...
"Contact Orochimaru and arrange a meeting place." Tōshirō didn't care about the other party's attitude, he domineeringly imposed his will on him, leaving no room for doubt: "Also, don't mention anything about me."
"I understand." Kabuto Yakushi had no ability to refuse.
Hokage Office.
Looking at the resignation letter, Hiruzen Sarutobi frowned tightly: "Fugaku, are you serious?"
This rascal Tōshirō is actually serious.
Fugaku, who was standing in front of him, nodded, which was a silent acknowledgment.
Hiruzen Sarutobi glanced at Fugaku: "For such an important matter, why didn't Tōshirō, the clan leader, come himself?"
Fugaku replied: "He seems to be busy looking for sponsorship."
Hiruzen Sarutobi's expression froze: "Sponsorship?"
Fugaku said somewhat helplessly: "Well, after all, the Uchiha clan no longer has a source of income."
After smashing their secure job, they would naturally have to find a new one.
"Then why don't they work as village ninjas?" Hiruzen Sarutobi put on a selfless expression.
Fugaku closed his mouth, as if he had some unspeakable difficulty.
Hiruzen Sarutobi asked: "What's wrong?"
Fugaku looked troubled: "I think it's better not to say."
"It's okay..."
Fugaku hesitated for a moment, then spoke: "He said... this little bit of money is for beggars."
Hiruzen Sarutobi's kind face twitched slightly.
This Tōshirō is clearly challenging him.
Relying on his unknown strength, he is becoming lawless.
Fugaku silently lowered his head.
The words just now were intentionally said by Tōshirō through Fugaku.
The translation is: "I didn't want to say this, but you forced me to. And you also made a promise, so if you go back on your word, it's your fault..."
Tōshirō was sure that Hiruzen Sarutobi wouldn't do anything about this, because it would shatter his image of being open and kind.
Tōshirō was counting on this point of Hiruzen Sarutobi, which is why he dared to be so arrogant.
Of course, the most important thing was that Hiruzen Sarutobi didn't understand his strength, and if they really fought, no one knew what would happen to the village.
Tōshirō's side was a bunch of poor people with nothing to lose.
While Hiruzen Sarutobi's side was a big landlord with many concerns, so naturally he wouldn't dare to start a war easily.
In a dense forest, Kabuto Yakushi led Tōshirō through the dense jungle, skillfully finding an entrance with a snake-shaped statue carved at the doorway.
Kabuto Yakushi introduced at the door: "Orochimaru is inside."
Tōshirō looked at the snake-shaped statue and sneered: "This really has Orochimaru's style."
After mocking Orochimaru's preference, Tōshirō followed Kabuto Yakushi inside. There was a long, narrow tunnel, pitch black. There were thermal sensors on both sides of the wall, and as soon as a person entered, the torches on both sides would ignite, illuminating the passage for people to walk through.
This was a scientific device that Orochimaru invented based on a snake's tongue.
Although the entrance was very narrow, it was a world of its own inside, extending in all directions, winding and twisting. Without a guide, you would easily get lost.
In the deepest room, under the dim light, a man in a red cloud and black robe sat on a chair carved out of stone.
The flickering firelight shone on his pale, feminine face, and against the background, his golden vertical pupils exuded a cold aura like that of a poisonous snake.
At this moment, a steady sound of footsteps broke the silence.
The poisonous snake-like pupils looked towards the owner of the footsteps.
The man - Kabuto Yakushi - came to the front, his tone respectful: "Lord Orochimaru..."
Orochimaru narrowed his eyes: "Speak, what is the matter that requires a private meeting?"
"I'm sorry, Lord Orochimaru..."
Kabuto Yakushi's voice was full of apology.
Orochimaru seemed to understand something, and his inner corner of the eye narrowed.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be another presence following behind Kabuto Yakushi.
It seemed that someone had discovered Kabuto Yakushi's existence and then used threats to follow the trail to this place.
Orochimaru licked his lips like a snake, and a hoarse, magnetic voice slid out of his throat: "Hehe... you're quite capable."
The current Orochimaru was just a shadow clone.
So, he was not at all worried about what the people sent by the village could do to him.
The figure behind the door began to gracefully step into the room, a short black shadow condensed, and under the candlelight, the black figure slowly emerged from top to bottom, revealing its true form.
By his appearance, he was a twelve or thirteen-year-old white-haired boy, wearing a loose white robe and blue pants. The sacred purification shimenawa was tied backward around his waist, as if subtly revealing his unwillingness to be purified.
At this moment, this handsome young man was quietly looking at him with eyes exuding a deep red glow. After a long silence, he spoke:
"It's been a while, Orochimaru."
(End of Chapter)
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