Chapter 54: Glass Heart? It’s Just Extreme Sensitivity (2/2)

Wakaho's efforts were merely to buy time for his comrades to retreat?

At that time, Wakaho had not yet formed a bond with the Five-Tails and acquired its chakra...

In that situation, Wakaho... seemed like an ordinary... kid?

Perhaps he had great talent, but at his age, how much of that talent had truly manifested into strength?

"Fire Prison Technique?" Minato swallowed, feeling a bit dry-mouthed.

"It's a fire-based form of the Water Prison Technique," Orochimaru explained to Minato. "You've been away from Konoha for too long, Minato."

"This child has a unique constitution that allows him to perform many techniques in fire form, although it puts a significant burden on the Sharingan."

Minato was astonished. He had never heard of such a constitution before, so the technique Wakaho used...

No, Minato suddenly realized something and looked sharply at Wakaho.

"So you were planning to go down together!?"

"I refuse to answer your questions!" Wakaho glared at Minato. "Before my comrades forgive you, you're not allowed to talk to me!"

"..."

Minato was left dumbfounded.

White Fang also smiled, though he didn't laugh out loud. Instead, he looked up, as if trying to stop something from falling.

This personality, truly a little kid...

And it's this childish little kid who managed to uncover the rats' plot, rush to the Kaminari Bridge regardless of his own safety, and even consider a mutual destruction strategy to block the pursuers...

He might only know that he needs to complete the mission.

According to the teachings of the ninja academy, according to the contents of the textbook...

He might not have experienced true death, perhaps like other children, viewing it all as a game...

"Whew..." White Fang exhaled with some trembling, carefully and not using much force.

This is a bit too much for you, kid...

People say White Fang has a glass heart, but isn't that just an extreme form of sensitivity?

"Sensei, please don't answer any more of this guy's questions about me. It's my private matter, the highest secret of the Uchiha Clan leader!"

Wakaho glared at Orochimaru and sternly criticized, "I'm a proud Chunin with enough Will of Fire to bear those burdens!"

"Sensei, you have to believe in me! My eyes are perfectly fine!! I can do it!!!"

"Of course." Orochimaru did not hesitate this time. He patted Wakaho's shoulder and said, "Sensei always trusts you."

"This time, it was Sensei's mistake. Sensei apologizes to you..."

"Hmph!" Wakaho snorted coldly, maintaining the pride expected of an Uchiha.

"Shall I continue then?"

"Please do, Wakaho-kun."

"But this guy was too fast and too strong, and in the end, he broke through my barrier."

Wakaho continued but noticed that the reactions of those around him were a bit "strange," especially White Fang. So he paused.

"What's wrong with you all?"

"It's nothing, child..." The Third Hokage approached, attempting to pat Wakaho on the head.

But Wakaho dodged nimbly, avoiding the gesture.

The Third Hokage's hand hovered in the air, and though he wasn't embarrassed, he mimicked Orochimaru and patted Wakaho's shoulder.

"Good kid, you are a good kid..."

"I know," Wakaho responded as if it were obvious. "My grandmother always says that."

"Then let's continue with the part about hearing the Five-Tails' call."

Wakaho resumed his story.

"At that time, I heard a strange voice. It said it needed my help..."