Chapter 277: Femtosecond
"In that case, let's just change her eyes. It's no big deal." Konan thought the simpler the better, and changing her eyes seemed like no big deal.
"What Konan is saying is that the worst that can happen is that we find her some similar eyes to replace them with," Tsunade added, though she couldn't quite understand Nonō's thinking.
"I'll have another go at persuading her," Nagato lied. He had no intention of forcing Nonō to change her mind. It looked like he would have to figure this out on his own.
"What's so hard about it? If she doesn't want to change her eyes, then we won't change them," Kawakaze interjected, drawing everyone's attention.
Tsunade, already at her wits' end, glanced at him with exasperation. What could an amateur like you possibly know?
"I'd like to hear what you have to say," she said, though her tone betrayed her skepticism. Tsunade was convinced Kawakaze was just bragging; she knew his limits all too well.
"Ahem..." Kawakaze cleared his throat, putting on a serious expression as if ready to impart great wisdom.
"You're just short-sighted."
"Myopia is nothing to be afraid of."
Kawakaze's tone was mocking, tinged with contempt, as if relishing the opportunity to sound superior.
"Go on," Tsunade said, though her patience was wearing thin. Her jaw clenched so tightly she felt her back molars might crack. If he can't name the problem, I'll show him what cruelty really looks like.