Chapter 890: The Written Exam Begins
As the sky brightened, Orochimaru, who had slept soundly, got up from the futon and began to wash up.
“Jiro, did your hand hurt?” Jiro’s companion next to him asked.
Orochimaru lowered his head and glanced at his ‘left hand’ wrapped in bandages, and said with a smile: “Don’t worry, it won’t affect the exam.”
Because of the rejection caused by Hashirama’s cells, he couldn't transplant an ordinary person's arm onto his left shoulder. In order to avoid being discovered by others, Orochimaru had already prepared a prosthetic limb and wrapped it with bandages to conceal it. Ordinary people wouldn't notice at all.
As for his vertical pupil, it was covered by colored contact lenses. Although it looked a bit stiff, who would care about a little Kirigakure’s Shinobi?
After finishing breakfast, Orochimaru followed the Kirigakure’s group and headed towards the Konoha’s Academy.
‘It’s really nostalgic…’
When he came to the door of the Academy, Orochimaru’s eyes were filled with nostalgia, but under the stiff colored contact lenses, no one could guess his thoughts.
Just then …