[Naruto] Did the outdated idol die for love today?

Hashirama shouted out the long-lost name in surprise.

At this time, more than ten years have passed since they first met. At that time, he and Madara were just teenagers a head shorter than her. Today, both of them have fully grown into men, but she still maintains the appearance of a girl.

If not, Hashirama probably wouldn't have recognized her so easily. After disappearing from Minato's house that day, it was like disappearing from the world, and no one has seen her figure again.

How is she doing now...? Hashirama couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

"What are you looking at, Hashirama!"

Madara's angry shouting suddenly woke him up from his own world. There was no room for him to be distracted on the ever-changing battlefield, not to mention that his opponent was none other than his destined opponent-Uchiha Madara.

Seeing that the giant sword was about to fall, in order to protect the clansmen who were fighting hard not far away, he had no choice but to put aside his doubts and focus on fighting Madara.

On the other side of the battlefield, when he noticed the familiar chakra, Senju Tobirama had already touched it consciously.

Although I don’t know how she did it, Tobirama was not a guy who would be merciful to women.

Sasami has now officially changed her job to become a diligent farmer, driving a bulldozer named "Susanoh" on the battlefield to kill everyone. No matter which direction she launches an offensive, she will demonstrate the destructive power of shaking the earth and mountains like a god, just like the lv999 devil killing the novice villagers.

The desire for destruction wrapped her heart tightly like a vine, and even she was a little surprised. Adrenaline surged sharply, and she almost lost the empathy and empathy of a modern person, enjoying the sense of dominance brought by power wantonly.

Who recharged me vip10! Quack, quack, quack!

Under the cold skin of an ice sculpture, the laughter hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness sounds like the cry of a siren.

As if she had exchanged test papers with the top grader, Sasami was frantically using a powerful power that was not her own, and taking false happiness from destruction.

The giant she controlled was fashionable and complete in form at first, but as the chakra was consumed, the form gradually disappeared, and finally only a skeleton with leaping flames wrapped around her was left.

...Izuna is protecting me.

Between the dancing chakra flames, she calmly embraced this picture of hell.

Immersed in such a sense of security, she even forgot about the passage of time. The skeleton gradually became unable to hold up, and faint cracks appeared.

"—Water Escape · Water Breaking Wave!"

The skeleton protecting her was completely shattered.

Before she could react, the cold tip of the knife pierced her heart.

"……It's you……"

In the gap of pain, she saw the razor-sharp silver-haired man flashing in front of her, frowning, and locking her throat with an unkind look on his face just like before.

"Who are you avenging?" he asked.

"You killed me again. Senju..." She wiped away the blood gushing from her lips, her eyes fell on the ruins in the distance, and she finished speaking his name tremblingly, "...Tobirama."

"I'm not here for revenge..."

The lip bitten by Quan Na seemed to be still bleeding, and his wrist also ached slightly.

"I just want to try and see how it feels to die in your hands."

>>>

She thought she would never have the chance to open her eyes again, but after being unconscious for an unknown period of time, Sasami woke up amid doubts.

"spot……?"

She blinked and looked at the dark-haired man who was leaning against the window with some confusion.

"Are we still alive, or are we all dead?" she asked.

"...alive." Madara knelt down in front of her and gently pulled up the quilt for her. His eyes were wandering, and he said hesitantly: "I have formed an alliance with Hashirama."

...You were so serious all of a sudden, I thought you were married to him.

After figuring out the whole story, Sasami nodded perfunctorily, raised her chin towards him, and said, "I understand."

This result did not surprise her. She had long believed that Hashirama could do it. Senju Hashirama is such a man, he always has a sincerity and convincing magic power in him.

"..." Madara wanted to say something more, but seemed to be worried about her physical condition, so he hesitated to say anything.

"Hashirama is also my friend." She patted his hand comfortingly, just like Izuna did to her, "What are you worried about? We are all still alive."

As long as you are alive, all those "futures" have the soil to be realized.

Ignoring Madara's obstruction, she struggled to stand up, held his face in her hands, and kissed the corners of his eyes religiously.

"Please look at me carefully for him..."

>>>

While she was recovering from her injuries, the two clans had completed the process of forming an alliance and officially became a family that loves and kills each other.

Hashirama treated her wounds.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Tobirama's knife was slightly off, just missing her heart. Hashirama's medical ninjutsu is quite superb in all aspects, even the technique of tying bows...

"You looked at my breasts and tried to humiliate me with a bow, Hashirama, you are really courageous." The day after recovering from the injury, Sasami immediately came to Hashirama's house.

"...?"

As the head of the clan, although Hashirama didn't like correcting official documents, he still couldn't refuse to attend social occasions. Therefore, he was not at home at this time. The most likely situation was that he was drinking somewhere with Madara or other important figures in the ninja world.

It was Tobirama who came to open the door.

As an excellent perceptive ninja, Tobirama knew who was coming from a long distance away.

If it was Uchiha Madara who came, he would definitely deal with it with extreme caution. But when Hashirama was away, Madara would never take the initiative to come to the house, otherwise his house would probably be torn down and rebuilt countless times.

What he never expected was that the person who came first was not Madara, but this person who had met him several times before...

What should I call her? Riru? Or should you call her "Sasami" like your eldest brother?

He was really interested in Uchiha Izuna's chakra that reappeared on the battlefield, and was also curious about her personal admission that she was "not from this world", but Uchiha Madara obviously would not tell him the truth. Normally, this woman would be watched closely by Madara, and there would be no chance to make a move.

But fate is so wonderful, as if destined by God, the cooked duck was delivered to the door by itself.

The strange fate did not expect that as soon as he opened the door, he was hit on the head and face with just one word.

"...Look at my breasts..."

"...Look at my breasts..."

"...Look at my breasts..."

He couldn't help but recall that night a few years ago, the flowing silver moonlight, the half-covered and half-exposed woman's body under the shining brocade quilt.

And that sentence that seems to be ringing in my ears...

"Do you want to look down there too?"

…This is all for the advancement of academia! and! Improvements in time and space ninjutsu!

He forced himself to wake up from the hallucination and saw the face that was exactly the same as yesterday. He thought she would be scared to cry by him, but in the next second he entered another hallucinatory reality——

"Oh, this isn't..." A hint of sarcasm appeared on that face that was as finely carved as an ice sculpture and cold as never before.

"...This is not Tobirama-kun, who killed me once a few days ago."