Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

Izuna and Joruri are gone. Except for a few Tobirama guards, the only idle people here are Hashirama and Madara. According to Madara's wishes, they can go back with the other Konoha ninjas. After the matter is resolved, Hashirama, who was looking relaxed, was not happy.

He whispered in Madara's ear and said: "Kagura has suffered so much this time, we can't just let them go. Since their expenses are all covered, let's spend more on him. I’ve never had fun in such a bustling place before, wouldn’t it be a pity not to wander around?”

Madara looked at Hashirama who was smiling like a fool with a speechless face, and exposed him mercilessly, "The last two sentences are your true words, right?"

Hashirama scratched the back of his head and smiled even more stupidly, "Ah, Madara, your intelligence is always used in useless places like this. Only by seeing through things without telling them can we be friends. If you do this, I will despise you!"

spot:"……"

Who should despise whom?

Hashirama lay on the window and looked out. This Tangquan Street is really too gorgeous. Compared with here, Konoha is extremely simple. But it is understandable. When you go to the Fire Country Daimyo Mansion, you will know that all the Daimyos are the same. Yes, for them, as the superior rulers of the country, the prosperity of their residence reflects the national strength in disguise, which can be said to be their role in appearance.

This seems to be a boring thing to Hashirama, but he is not a daimyo, so he cannot understand what the daimyo does after all.

"Teahouse, soup house, izakaya, and then gambling house. As for the brothel, you can go there, I'll forget about it, hehe~"

Making fun of Madara was Hashirama's usual practice, and Madara was almost used to it, since he wouldn't really go anyway.

"Why are you still acting like a child at your age? You are really..." Madara complained to him, with an inexplicable doting in his tone that he didn't even notice.

Hashirama disagreed, still smiling innocently, "After suffering for most of my life, now it's time to play like a child. Times have changed, Madara, this is no longer our era, just be a drop of water in the torrent of the times. , a grain of sand is not bad either.”

He always has his reasons.

"My biggest wish right now is that no one gets in my way. I'm not the first Hokage of Konoha, or Senju Hashirama, I'm just an ordinary person. I can do whatever I want, and play however I want. Who knows? How many days are there to live well? At least you can be happy while you are still alive. It is normal to think like this, isn't it?"

Madara looked at Hashirama with an unclear expression. He was not Hashirama. He had never thought of such a way of living. If he had heard Hashirama's thoughts like this before, he would have scoffed at him and thought he was worthless.

But after experiencing the incident of Kagura being kidnapped, he seemed to understand a little bit.

Tomorrow or the accident, I really don’t know which one will come first, so it seems to be the most correct way to spend every minute and every second according to your own ideas.

Hashirama's way of living began to arouse Madara's interest. He had lived too rigidly in his life. Sometimes it would be easier to be more "shameless".

"Madara, let's go out and play. Look at the street outside. It's so lively." Hashirama leaned half of his body out of the window. Looking out from here, he could see half of Tangquan Street.

Madara looked at the back of Hashirama's head and finally couldn't help but chuckle.

He and Hashirama had known each other since they were young. From then on, he knew that he was playful and his personality meant that he was always the one to compromise.

Hashirama has brothers and sisters who dote on him at home, which gives him such a happy personality.

This kind of character makes Madara envious, so he always unknowingly maintains his optimism like Hashirama's brothers and sisters. As a grown man, he often acts shamelessly and pretends to be pitiful without blushing. In order to When achieving the goal, he often pretends to be depressed and stupid, but he actually likes it.

Humph, Madara sneered in his heart, part of their friendship became stronger because of this, right?

Everyone yearns for a beautiful life that is completely different from themselves, and Hashirama is like this to him.

Optimistic, sunny, friendly, kind, innocent, strong, people-friendly, down-to-earth...

Hashirama is such a person.

As for Madara, he will probably never become this kind of person. His pride prevents him from doing whatever he wants like Hashirama, and his introverted personality prevents him from expressing his emotions openly. Such a stubborn person seems a bit Scary, everyone in Konoha is afraid of him for this reason.

If you can't become this kind of person, you will yearn for it in your heart.

There seems to be nothing wrong with wanting to protect someone because of yearning for them.

The left hand wearing a black glove was raised, clenched into a fist, and hit the back of Hashirama's head moderately.

Hashirama felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. He exaggeratedly cried out in pain. He covered the back of his head and pretended to be pitiful. "Do you want to murder your friend? If I die, you will have no friends!"

Madara chuckled, "You won't die because I won't allow it."

Hashirama sighed: "I say Madara, you are overconfident."

"As it should be."

As powerful as Hashirama, he will not die, at least, at least... he will die behind him.

He no longer wants to experience how lonely he is without friends. He didn't feel that lonely time was difficult before, but it's different now. Izuna, Hashirama, Kagura, Joruri, and even Tobirama, Tenhu and Uchiha Tribe, villagers of Konoha.

He was surrounded by more and more people. After getting used to it, he could no longer tolerate such loneliness.

In this matter, let yourself be selfish for once, die in front of Hashirama, and leave the grief of losing your best friend to Hashirama instead of yourself.

Thinking of this, Madara smiled slightly, a gentle expression appearing on his face.

Hashirama came over shamelessly and said like blackmail: "So, cherish my friend, and you will pay for all the expenses tonight!"

"Hmph," Madara curled his lips, "I'm afraid you forgot that someone is paying for it behind the scenes."

Yes, everything is free.

Hashirama was extremely upset, so he was beaten on the back of the head by Madara for nothing?

Madara had already gone downstairs ahead of him. He seemed to be in a good mood. You could hear his footsteps going down the stairs very briskly.

No longer pretending to be stupid, a gentle smile appeared on Hashirama's face. Madara, he should be relaxed and happy like this.

How wonderful would it be to live the rest of your life happily?

"Well, Madara, wait for me!"

Hashirama chased after Madara, taking a few steps to catch up with Madara. When he was not prepared, he raised his right foot and kicked him in the butt mercilessly.

"Hmm~ Who said it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge? A gentleman's revenge is to seize the day and night, either day or night!"

Madara blushed and yelled at him in a low voice.

"You're crazy, kick me on the street!" He counterattacked mercilessly and hit Hashirama on the back of the head.

"Oh, if you hit me on the head, you'll make me a fool!"

"The word "change" is not accurate. You are a fool."

"Looking for trouble, right? I'll kick you!"

"I pound!"

"I'll kick again, I'll run, hahahaha!"

……

Beside the open window on the third floor, Tobirama was reading Sakumo's mission report. He looked eagerly at the two childish ghosts on the street below, and couldn't help but curl his lips and chuckle.

"Childish!" he complained.

On his waist, two thin arms suddenly stretched out to wrap around him, and someone came close to him from behind.

The smile froze on his lips, his eyes suddenly widened, and Tobirama froze there motionless.