Reincarnations...
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"Hah," said Minato.
"Well!" said Minato.
"I don't believe that it went that way, so quickly!" Minato continued in that vein; in fact he would've continued in that vein even longer, but the shinigami cut him off.
"Are you going to state the obvious for a long time from now on?" the death god said crossly. "Because if you are, I ought to tell you that Kushina – your wife, if I understood correctly – is waiting for you at your next incarnation."
"She is?" Minato perked up somewhat despite his general situation. "Then let me to her!"
"Go then right through that door," the shinigami pointed with his claw. "You'll get straight to her!"
And Minato complied, almost eagerly: he went through that door, and-
"I think I can start to really hate that death god," Minato was telling Kushina sometime later. "And it's not because I got reincarnated as a turnip tuber, but because you're a red pepper plant! That's, that's just-"
"Minato," Kushina said, in her usual patient and quiet tone whenever Minato got carried away about anything. "Just let it go. Appearances – or even species – do not matter. It's the fact that we're together again that matters."
"Maybe," Minato agreed somewhat, rather reluctantly. "But the next time we'll run into that death god, I'm giving him a piece of my mind!"
To be continued