"You're showing up more and more often."
Senju Tobirama's face darkened, his sharp eyes falling on Renya with clear disapproval.
This brat's condition was worsening by the day. A solution had to be found soon—or the consequences would be unthinkable.
"Old man, stop looking at me with that disgusting expression."
Renya lounged back in his chair, throwing his legs casually up onto the desk, his attitude downright insolent.
Tobirama said nothing, his face growing even gloomier.
"My existence has a lot to do with you, doesn't it?" Renya activated his Sharingan and sneered.
"Your experiments accelerated my emergence. I'm sure you're aware of that, aren't you?"
"I'll find a way to make you disappear."
Tobirama quickly regained his composure, his tone calm as his eyes met Renya's.
Sooner or later, he'd find a way to erase this thing completely from Renya's body.
"Heh. We'll see about that."
Propping his chin on one hand, Renya spoke with amused interest.
"I hope you really can find a way to erase me. After all, I don't exactly enjoy existing like this either."
"What are you here for?" Tobirama asked coldly. "You didn't come all this way just to spout meaningless nonsense, did you?"
By all logic, this guy shouldn't be so bored.
But he hadn't spent enough time with him to understand what was going on in his mind.
"Old man, you're so impatient when talking to me!" Renya mocked. "If it were the main personality, you wouldn't be acting like this, right?"
"What exactly do you want?" Tobirama's voice turned frigid.
This guy and the real Renya were like two different people—scheming, manipulative, and full of malice.
He hated dealing with Uchiha like this. Truly, the Uchiha clan was born cursed!
"See? You're impatient again." Renya sighed in mock exasperation. "Can't you be a little more patient when you're talking to me?"
"After all, you're the adoptive father of this body! Shouldn't you treat me a little better?"
He even put on a look of exaggerated heartbreak as he spoke.
The veins on Tobirama's forehead bulged, and he clenched his fists instinctively.
If it weren't for the fact that this was Renya's body, he would've already pierced him through with Flying Thunder God Slash.
But he quickly suppressed his anger and silently watched Renya's performance.
"The main personality cooks for you three times a day without complaint, yet you keep knocking him out and dragging him to your lab for experiments."
Renya clutched his chest dramatically, pointing a trembling finger at Tobirama.
"Touch your heart, old man—doesn't it hurt at all?"
"I have my reasons for doing so," Tobirama replied flatly, unmoved. "The experiments don't harm him."
It was because of his research that Renya's body had grown stronger.
"Such noble excuses!" Renya smirked mockingly. "Our great Hokage-sama really has a way with words!"
"Using a child for experiments, and then claiming it's for his own good!"
"Some things, once done, are done. Yet you still try to give yourself a righteous excuse!"
Renya's crimson eyes locked onto Tobirama, blazing with fury.
"In the fifteen years since he was adopted, you've knocked him out for research four hundred and eighty times!"
Tobirama froze at that.
He hadn't expected this guy to remember the number so clearly—but that led to another question.
Just when had this consciousness first appeared in Renya's body?
"Heh, surprised I remember so well?" Renya sneered. "I know more than you think, old man!"
"If the main personality ever learns the truth, he'll be devastated!"
"What are you trying to do?" Tobirama couldn't stay calm anymore. He couldn't let this bastard act recklessly.
If Renya were to find out the truth… what then?
He was right about one thing—some actions couldn't be justified, no matter the excuse.
"Tch, look at you, all scared."
Renya curled his lip dismissively.
"Relax, I'm not going to say anything. I'll wait for him to discover the truth on his own!"
Wasn't the main personality trying to awaken the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan?
When he finally learns the truth, he'll break—and that's when he'll awaken it.
Tch tch, I can't wait for that day to come!
It'll be so much more fun when he discovers it himself…
Tobirama exhaled in relief. At least this guy wasn't going to spill the truth—yet.
Still, this unstable element needed to be dealt with soon. He couldn't be allowed to keep interfering.
"Hahaha, that expression of yours is priceless!" Renya laughed aloud, seeing Tobirama's face flicker between emotions.
After all, this old man secretly experimented on the main personality.
But since this body belonged to him as well, that meant Tobirama had been experimenting on him!
Naturally, when bored, he couldn't resist coming to mess with the old man.
"Old man, why haven't you retired yet?"
Renya leaned over the desk, grinning.
"Dealing with paperwork every day—what's the fun in that?"
He grabbed an unprocessed document and began skimming through it.
Tobirama didn't interrupt, only watched silently.
This one really was different from Renya—he even showed curiosity toward official duties.
The real Renya would never touch unfinished paperwork… probably because he couldn't understand it.
"Boring. Only idiots want to be Hokage."
After a single glance, Renya tossed the document carelessly back onto the desk.
He really couldn't understand what was so interesting about approving these things.
Tobirama: "…"
Fine. Aside from his rotten attitude, he wasn't that different from the kid.
"Old man, make sure you don't slip up and let the main personality find out!" Renya sneered. "He paid a high price to build that lab for you, yet you used his lab to experiment on him."
"That's none of your concern," Tobirama said coldly. "Just stop coming out if there's nothing important."
"You don't get to decide that."
Renya scoffed. "Until you completely erase me, I'll show up whenever I feel like it—to disgust you."
With that, his figure vanished into thin air.
Tobirama's eyelid twitched violently as he stared at the spot where Renya had been, gritting his teeth in frustration.
"Damned Uchiha brat!"
...
At the Senju Residence
"Hahaha! I just love watching that old geezer's face when he wants to hit me but can't!"
Renya lay comfortably in a recliner, grinning from ear to ear. Soon enough, he drifted off to sleep.
"Haah—"
When he sat up and stretched, he sighed contentedly.
"An afternoon nap really hits the spot. Feels great!"
Seeing the time, he realized it was almost evening—it was time to cook dinner for the old man.
With that thought, he stood up and headed into the kitchen to start preparing.
Out in the courtyard, a shadowy black mass peeked from the wall, whispering softly as it watched Renya's busy back.
"My chef seems to be sick…"
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