[Hokage] After losing my memory, I became a super god in the ninja world

We were silent all the way until we arrived at Awaji Castle near Shimazu. The mission team and I found the target contact and silently surrounded the visible area.

The Sharingan was blessed with the ability to control the field, and the Senryu clan brother who belonged to the Tayo lineage stepped forward to negotiate. He has a gentle temper and a handsome and gentle appearance. He is one of the rare Uchiha who does not give people a sense of distance.

It didn't take long for Qianliu to make a clan gesture. The Uchiha clan is a powerful clan in the ninja world. This set of hand gestures has been passed down from a very early era. It has accumulated from generation to generation and made me want to complain after coming into contact with it:

Fingers are going to be twisted.

Qianliu said solemnly: The mission is met, and the contact person for the next stage is in the city.

Well, it fits Shimazu's city lord with a lotus heart.

I thought about it, the Uchiha clan’s intelligence sources are relatively wide, and the intelligence network is more rigorous due to the Sharingan. There is only one thing that needs to be paid attention to:

Their feedback is not timely and it is the communication method that is holding them back.

It was decided that after finishing the contract scroll, I would get the summons scroll. Since we have to study it anyway, we might as well study it together.

After falling behind Qianliu and passing through five levels and killing six generals, after layers of investigations, Shimadzu's people finally issued the final mission requirements.

That was also a ninja. He sent the message silently and then committed suicide by gritting his teeth.

"It's a family ninja." Qianliu whispered, "Some small ninjas can't support their lives, so they will become the private power of the nobles. They have contracts in the hands of the nobles, so they are best suited to do this kind of thing."

contract.

I quickly thought that the original sales target of the technique I developed was the nobles, so it seemed that the market prospects were still very good.

"Next is the arrangement of the mission." I continued, "Shimadzu has issued orders to kill Otomo, Ryuzoji, Kishiuchi, Yamabushi, etc., subject to the news that the daimyo has signed the Fire and Earth Boundary Demarcation Order."

Picking out the knife with my fingertips, I smiled and said, "But this is a flexible request. If the other party has the upper hand, we can have an impact."

The ninjas on the mission were a squadron of up to thirty people. They were divided into six teams with a tacit understanding. The captains leading each team asked for instructions, "Master Zhenyuan, the clan leader said that we will follow your instructions. Please give the order."

Keeping the smile on my face, I glanced at them. These people were all the better ninjas in the clan. They were all above average in terms of age and experience.

Why why did they not even have the slightest dissatisfaction and obeyed me almost indifferently?

"Thousands of streams."

"exist."

I tapped my fingers, "What is the name of the lord of Awaji Castle?"

"Akamatsu Nomasa." He said without hesitation, "It's not on the mission list. There is no Awaji in the area controlled by Shimadzu."

"Okay, you lead a team to explore Akamatsu." I said, but found that there was still no one to refute, so I had to add in a low voice with a headache, "Awaji is very close to Shimazu, and controls the most prosperous trade route to the Land of Earth. This is Their capital. Shimadzu chose to deliver the news here, so we can infer Akamatsu's status - he and Shimadzu have now joined forces, so they were not on the original list. However, the daimyo will liquidate the profitable castles after the war, and Awaji cannot hide it ."

I waved my hand helplessly and said, "Go and confirm."

Qianliu led the team and set off. The remaining Uchiha came up to me and asked, "Lord Mabuchi, how about we take this opportunity to rest in the city?"

In my trance, I seemed to see a bunch of black hair balls bouncing around in thought bubbles. I clicked my tongue in my heart, and I nodded, "Okay."

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Senju Hashirama is hidden in a blind spot between high stone walls and the castle tower.

He has been in dire straits recently, and every day he is either practicing or being punched by the iron fist of the Buddha. From time to time, Tobirama would hand him "The Code of Ninja", "The Records of the Daimyos", and "The Customs and Feelings of the Great Country", requiring him to memorize them silently, completely squeezing out his living space and time.

He is happy only when he thinks of his good friend Madara. Hashirama thought about Madara's "friend" more than once until late at night. He thought happily that as long as Madara's words were given, he would be given enough courage.

Ah, it would be great if Madara led the team on this mission.

During the rare break between shifts, this thought flashed through Hashirama's mind. It's not that he didn't know that conflicts would break out when they met, but more than that, he wanted to confirm Xiaban's condition.

Since that day, he could only rely on information within the family to understand Uchiha. Tobirama is cold and indifferent, and the control of information does not belong to him at all. It is difficult to even guess the possible mood of his best friend:

Will he be questioned by the Uchiha clan leader and will he think of him when he protects his brother? Did he miss each other as much as he did? In the end, was he persisting, under the girl who dominated everything?

Hashirama wanted to sigh for his little friend. It was so difficult to have such a sister.

"If I remember correctly, you must be Senju Hashirama."

That's it, Hashirama, who was still recalling the scene where Madara smiled and talked about his sister, had the hair all over his body exploding. He's not a sentient ninja, but his intuition and chakra application are at the top of his game:

Even though the voice was so close, he didn't notice the other party - if he had been slower for a second, he would have been seriously injured.

"Well, just wanted to say hi."

The girl poked half of her face out of the blind spot. She has light lips with soft lines and long eyelashes. When she was bathing in the dusk outside, her eyes seemed to have endless depth.

Senju Hashirama took a step back, he could feel the traces of the genjutsu being activated.

"Great reaction." The girl named Zhenyuan said, looking at him carefully, "He is worthy of Brother Ban's approval. His subtle perception and intuition complement each other."

Senju Hashirama keenly sensed the other person's mood, and he tried to say, "Hello"

"Ah, you really don't look like a ninja. But this is what I like about you..." The girl said to herself, her expression dissociated, as if she didn't know what she was talking about.

"!"

Hashirama couldn't help but froze at the syllable "like" for a moment. He thought that Madara's sister was too scary. Not only did she not have the traditional Uchiha temperament, she was also very good at disturbing people's moods!

Don't ask him how he knows it, because he's good at it too.

"So, Madara still misses you very much. What about you?"

She raised her eyes, and at that moment the bright red color of the two magatama made Hashirama press his hands on her sides, "...me too."

This is the truth.

"That's good."

The girl smiled slightly.

Just like when she came, she disappeared silently the moment her smile bloomed. Hashirama raised the kunai in his hand, which was covered with wet sweat.

"It's not good. As Tobirama said, he is a difficult person."

The mushroom-headed boy has a more stretched body than Madara. He rarely lowered his face, his eyes were solemn, and his aura was naturally exuded. "For a few moments, the fluctuations of chakra were locked on the back of the neck and brain. What kind of ninjutsu did she use to be confident that she could hit the target?"

The Senju family's taijutsu is very powerful. The moment the girl arrives, Senju Hashirama has multiple options to suppress her. But his intuition told him that it was best not to act rashly. He could judge that the danger was the pending ninjutsu.

"It seems to be called Mabuchi," Senju Hashirama continued to recall the confrontation just now, "The illusion is just like Tobirama said, it is very subtle and realistic, the observation ability should be good, the speed is very fast, and the amount of chakra is abundant..."

"And he's good at tracking, hiding, and eliminating traces." Otherwise, he wouldn't have been found, and he left lightly. "My hands are steady, my reactions are quick, and my brain is easy to use..."

……

As he spoke, Hashirama suddenly crouched down and became depressed, startling the ninja who was interacting with him, "Ah, why is my younger sister so strong, Madara! In this case, wouldn't the majesty of being an older brother be lost?"

Just like Tobirama treated me. He pointed in the direction of his distant friend and complained in a twisted way, "Madara, I miss you so much!"

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It is a pity that Uchiha Madara did not receive any complaints from his friends. He was sitting deep in the Uchiha clan, frowning as he read the paperwork.

Tajima had intended to teach Madara clan affairs after he opened his Sharingan. Now that he was on the battlefield, it was a good time to start understanding the logistics.

"Personnel transfer and arrangements are based on the priority of the task," Elder Mori said in a gentle tone. "For example, this task marks the family crest of the nobles we have made friends with, so it must be taken over by the Kazuya family."

"Because they have better etiquette," Madara thought.

"Well, there is also Kazuya's wife, Tsubaki, who once appointed the second daughter of a nobleman as an attendant, and knows her style better."

The Uchiha nodded and continued to read the next thing.

Things would be overwhelming for a while, so Madara relaxed his neck in the gap. Sitting here and watching official business was no less difficult than going to the battlefield. Picking up the last volume of paperwork at hand, Madara saw familiar fonts, which contained several opinions on the expansion of the family's funds.

"It's Xiao Zhenyuan."

Elder Sen said with a smile. With that intimate tone, he undoubtedly liked the girl very much, "This is on the desk under the instruction of the patriarch. Young patriarch, please pay attention, the patriarch will come back to test you."

"Ah."

Madara retracted the idea of ​​resting. He unfolded the paper with complicated emotions, and the girl wrote in strong handwriting, "There are three flaws in the family's funds. The first is a single source, the second is unclear accounts, and the third is unclear procedures."

“A single source can also be divided into the following points.

The first is to focus on noble tasks. The task periods are concentrated in spring, summer, and late autumn, and the time is uneven...

Second, the types of ethnic products stores are single, the products are not competitive, and they rely on the aesthetics and requirements of the aristocracy.

Third, the family's production is not enough to support them, and the sources of herbs for cultivating medical forbearance are from cooperative drug dealers and families. Take the eye soothing potion in the clan as an example, Cassia belongs to the Feng clan..."

……

Unknowingly, Madara had read most of the content. The moment he put it down, he was silent for a few seconds and whispered, "No solution has been submitted."

"Young Clan Leader, you can think about it first." Elder Sen said, opening the clan documents to match, "I think Xiao Zhenyuan should have some ideas, but personal ideas do not represent everyone's opinions. She knows very well that Yu Zhi Wave is a great ninja."

Madara thought of the conversation that day. There was no doubt that she was giving her opinions from a personal perspective, which also meant that she was showing herself...

to many people.

A certain thought vaguely appeared in his mind, and Madara said in a voice that he could only hear, "If she is willing, can she find another way?"

At this moment, he was somewhat grateful that he was in a powerful ninja clan. At least, Uchiha could still stand behind her and try to hold her back.

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