Chapter 115
Nisaka opened his eyes again, staring intently at Tsunade, his teeth clenched, his body trembling, but he remained silent.
The die-hard loyalists of Amegakure were infamous! This had a lot to do with the environment of Amegakure—they had all been thoroughly brainwashed.
Jiraiya stood expressionless to the side, his fists clenched tightly, his gaze lowered as he glared at the stubborn Nisaka. He looked like he was ready to kill him at any moment! His close friend had died, and his entire demeanor had changed because of it.
"If you don't talk, I'll break every bone in your body without letting you die. I'll make sure you suffer endlessly..." Tsunade's voice was like the whisper of a demon.
Still, Nisaka endured in silence. It was unclear what he was holding onto.
"Step aside, let me do it," Haruto Saito finally spoke, unable to keep watching. He gave Tsunade a slight push.
Tsunade turned to glare at Haruto, as if warning him not to interfere.
"You're not going to get anything out of him this way. If he isn't even afraid of death, why would he be afraid of pain? He's already in agony from his wounds, and giving him more pain will only make him pass out faster. What's the point? Move aside!" Haruto pushed Tsunade again.
Tsunade hesitated, then stepped aside—or rather, she willingly gave way. Haruto had a point. She didn't have a better method, so she might as well let him try.
"Brat, don't kill him!" Tsunade warned, crossing her arms as she stood next to Jiraiya.
"Leave it to me," Haruto said with absolute confidence.