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“Nawaki, you must be happy to see your teacher—You guys chat.”
Shin glanced at Orochimaru, then took Konan’s hand and was about to leave.
He had no interest in exchanging pleasantries with Orochimaru, and he didn’t like the creepy aura around him.
“Wait a moment, Shin.”
As Shin turned to leave, Orochimaru’s voice stopped him.
He had come here to talk to Shin. He couldn’t let him leave just like that.
“What is it, Orochimaru?” Shin asked.
“Shin-nii, I don’t like this guy’s aura. It’s creepy,” Konan whispered to Shin.
Orochimaru was indeed creepy. It was no wonder Konoha had never considered him fit to be Hokage. Not that Orochimaru himself particularly cared about that title.
Orochimaru’s hearing was sharp, and he heard Konan’s words. But his expression didn’t change. He probably knew he wasn’t likable.
“Shin, there is something I’d like to ask you,” Orochimaru stated, his snake-like golden eyes narrowing slightly.
“Ask me something?” Shin looked at him in surprise.
“It seems there are differences between Mangekyō Sharingan. Yours is clearly superior to Kai’s.”
Orochimaru’s gaze flickered toward Kai’s remains, a glint of disappointment in his eyes.
He wasn’t regretting Kai’s death, The loss of a pair of Mangekyō Sharingan was the real tragedy.
He had initially planned to take them for himself, even if it meant clashing with Danzo. But now…
“So that’s what you’re after.” Shin smirked slightly. “And why should I tell you?”
“Shin, I can trade you my Jutsu for that information.”
“Your jutsu?” Shin let out a small laugh. “No thanks. I have zero interest in learning anything that comes from you.”
Most of Orochimaru’s Jutsu were mostly disgusting. Shin wasn’t interested. And they weren’t useful to him either.
He wouldn’t learn those disgusting Jutsu just to disgust himself.
Orochimaru frowned slightly. If jutsu weren’t of interest, then…
“Shin, you have the Kusanagi Blade, right? I also have one. Are you interested?”
Shin shook his head immediately.
Did Orochimaru think he didn’t know where his Kusanagi Blade was? Even if Orochimaru gave it to him for free—he wouldn’t take it.
Because Orochimaru’s Kusanagi Blade was stored in his stomach. That was disgusting. Shin couldn’t accept it.
“Then I only have this left. This should interest you, Shin. The summoning contract for Ryūchi Cave. You can summon snakes from one of the three Sage Regions. How about we trade this for your information?”
Orochimaru suddenly took out a scroll. This was the summoning contract for Ryūchi Cave.
Shin recognized it. Tsunade had shown him the summoning contract for Shikkotsu Forest before.
But he had refused. He didn’t like slugs, and he didn’t need summons.
With his strength, what use were summons to him? Even if the Nine-Tails wanted to be his summon—he wouldn’t necessarily accept.
Just as Shin was about to refuse, he suddenly thought of something and looked at the scroll.
“You haven’t swallowed this, have you?” Shin asked Orochimaru.
Orochimaru was stunned. Caught off guard by the question.
“No, of course not.”
“Good. Then I’ll take it.”
Without hesitation, Shin reached out and took the contract.
He had a reason for wanting this. He felt it might be useful to him.
“It seems we have a deal,” Orochimaru said, a small smirk curling his lips.
“Don’t smile like that, Orochimaru. It’s creepy. You’ll scare children.”
“Now, for the answer to your question…” Shin crossed his arms. “The Mangekyō Sharingan isn’t the pinnacle of the Sharingan’s evolution. There’s something beyond it—the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan. Only by awakening it can the true power of these eyes be unleashed.”
“The Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan?”
Orochimaru pondered this for a moment, then asked, “Shin, how do you awaken the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan?”
“You’re asking me that? You really don’t know your place. But I’m in a good mood, so I’ll tell you. To awaken the Eternal Mangekyo, you have to transplant the Mangekyo Sharingan of a sibling—someone related by blood who also possesses Mangekyo.”
Having said that, Shin no longer bothered with Orochimaru, taking Konan’s hand and preparing to leave.
Before leaving, Shin glanced at Nawaki. “Nawaki, aren’t you leaving? Or do you want to reminisce with Orochimaru?”
“Of course I’m leaving. I’m a Konoha missing-nin now,” Nawaki said, following Shin and Konan.
Orochimaru didn’t snap out of his daze until long after Shin left.
“Transplant a sibling’s Mangekyō Sharingan? That’s brutal,” Orochimaru said with a sinister smile.
“Obtaining the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan is difficult…”
He frowned. Even awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan was difficult, let alone having two siblings awaken it.
Then he realized something. If that was the case, how did Shin obtain the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan?
Shin didn’t have any siblings. Where did his eyes come from? Was there another way? And was Shin’s explanation true? He wasn’t sure.
After all, he didn’t know Shin well and didn’t trust him.
“Whether he’s lying or not, it’s worth a try.” Orochimaru decided to try it.
But it wouldn’t be easy. He would have to target the Uchiha Clan.
As the strongest clan in Konoha, the Uchiha Clan was powerful. Even Hiruzen Sarutobi was wary of them. It wouldn’t be easy for Orochimaru to target them.
Of course, whether Orochimaru decided to target the Uchiha Clan or not was none of Shin’s business.
“Shin-nii, what do you want that summoning contract for? You don’t need it, do you?” Konan asked, pointing at the scroll in Shin’s hand.
Shin smiled. It wasn’t that he had no use for it. He had his reasons—specifically, he wanted to meet the White Snake Sage in person someday.
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