Hashirama Reborn

Sanwei stayed quietly on the shore for a while. As rustling sounds were heard, Hashirama came out of the woods, with countless vines dancing behind him. They were hung with pots and pans, fresh fish, shrimps, rice, noodles, and various bottles and jars. These ordinary items seemed particularly novel in Sanwei's eyes. He watched Hashirama's every move with curiosity.

Hashirama greeted the Three-Tails happily, then skillfully built a bonfire in the open space and put on an extra-large iron pot. He hummed a little tune and busily prepared the ingredients, as if he was performing a mysterious ritual. As he moved, the aroma of the food gradually filled the surroundings, making people salivate.

The huge body of the Three-Tails moved slightly. His eyes were attracted by the fragrance and he looked curiously in the direction where the fragrance came from. For the tailed beasts, human food was nothing surprising, but the fragrance emitted by Hashirama made it feel an unusual temptation.

Hashirama noticed the Sanbi's curious look and excitedly explained to the Sanbi what was in the pot, vowing to share the secret of this delicious food with this special friend.

With a wave of his hand, he pointed to the grilled fish next to the campfire and spoke loudly: This grilled fish is fresh fish just caught in the early morning. It is marinated with special seasonings, grilled over a slow fire, and then drizzled with some fruit juice to enhance the flavor.

Then, Hashirama pointed to the big pot and said proudly: This is mushroom rice, which is made from wild mushrooms from the mountains mixed with fresh rice. It is carefully cooked to ensure that every grain of rice is full of the fragrance and juice of the mushrooms, and every bite is supremely delicious.

Sanwei looked at the human who was dancing with joy, and said nothing. He just listened quietly, with a glimmer of curiosity in his eyes. He began to become more interested in this human and wanted to learn more about this strange guy.

As Hashirama spoke and the food was cooked, the air by the sea was filled with a warm and harmonious atmosphere. Two beings of different races established a wonderful connection in this way through the aroma of food.

The mushroom rice was finally ready, the aroma was so fragrant that it made people salivate. Hashirama stood aside, calmly directing Kidō to move the big iron pot in front of the huge face of the Three-Tails.

Sanwei took a deep breath, and the rich aroma rushed into his nostrils like waves. He lowered his left eye and stared at the steaming food in front of him, curiosity and anticipation flashing in his eyes, and slowly opened his mouth.

Under the control of Hashirama, Kidō, like a nimble giant snake, directly put a pot of mushroom rice into the mouth of the Three-Tails. At that moment, the Three-Tails seemed a little surprised, but more of joy and satisfaction.

He moved his mouth, savoring the wonderful taste he had never experienced before. The fresh fragrance of the mushrooms and the mellowness of the rice intertwined together to form a unique and wonderful taste that intoxicated Sanwei.

Under Hashirama's expectant gaze, the three thick tails of the three-tailed beast began to sway happily, as if dancing to the rhythm of its mood.

good to eat!

The three-tailed snake murmured in a low voice, its voice full of novelty and satisfaction. Looking at its satisfied expression, Hashirama couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment in his heart, and said proudly: There are still fish!

Hashirama held a few freshly grilled fish tightly in his hands, his face filled with joy and pride. He jumped lightly onto the huge head of the Three-Tailed Beast and stood there steadily.

Sanwei seemed to have been looking forward to this moment. He opened his mouth wide, revealing a wide and deep oral cavity. Under Sanwei's expectant gaze, Hashirama put the grilled fish in his hand into his mouth one by one.

The grilled fish has a golden and crispy skin, and the meat inside is tender and juicy, with an aroma that makes you salivate. When you take a bite of Sanwei, the crispy skin and tender fish meat intertwine in your mouth, forming an incomparable wonderful taste.

Sanwei's left eye widened, as if he couldn't believe that he was tasting such delicious food. He had never eaten such tender and crispy fish. The taste seemed to strike directly into the depths of his soul and make him intoxicated.

So tender, so crispy, so fragrant!

Sanwei murmured in admiration, his voice full of surprise and satisfaction. He chewed the grilled fish slowly, and every bite seemed to be tasting a whole new world.

Receiving the Three-Tails' praise, Hashirama felt an indescribable excitement in his heart. He flexibly used the Wood Clone Technique to let the clones continue to be busy making delicious food, while the original body stayed leisurely on top of the Three-Tails' head, sharing various delicious dishes with it.

The Three-Tails seemed to be infected by the joyful atmosphere. He would occasionally ask curiously about the origin of the food or how it was made. Hashirama patiently answered each of his questions. The conversation between the two became more and more harmonious, as if they had become old friends for many years.

Time passed quietly as the two talked, and the sun began to move to the west unknowingly. Hashirama looked up at the sky, a faint melancholy welling up in his heart, the time of separation was about to come.

"Three-tail, the sun is about to set, and I should go back," Hashirama said softly, with a hint of reluctance in his tone.

The Three-Tails seemed to notice Hashirama's emotional changes. He slowly lowered his eyes, as if thinking about something. After a moment, he said: Human, what is your name?

Hashirama was stunned for a moment, then slowly broke into a big smile and said loudly: I am Senju Hashirama, you can call me Hashirama, what about you, what is your name?

The three-tailed beast suddenly opened its eyes wide. Name? Ever since the Six Paths Sage who created them passed away thousands of years ago, no human has ever called them by their names. Humans always describe the tailed beasts as monsters or natural disasters. Over time, even the tailed beasts gave up calling each other by their names and just called each other by the number of their tails.

Now, besides the Six Paths Sage, there is another human who asks me my name. Should I tell him?

The Three-Tails blinked and looked at the small figure in front of it seriously. Although Hashirama's appearance was not much different from other humans, the powerful chakra and skilled ninjutsu he exuded made the tailed beasts feel fearful.

What was even more special was the look in Hashirama's eyes. Unlike other humans, Hashirama did not show fear or disgust in his eyes. From the very beginning, Hashirama looked at him with a calm expression, as if he was no different from other humans. This unique attitude was the reason why the Three-Tails agreed to make an agreement with Hashirama.

An inexplicable emotion surged in Sanwei's heart. For the first time, he wanted to remember the appearance of a human being through his eyes, because the human named Hashirama in front of him was so special. He made him feel emotional fluctuations he had never experienced before.

After some thought, Sanwei finally made up his mind and slowly spoke: Isobushi, my name is Isobushi.

Hearing what the Three-Tails said, Hashirama smiled brightly and said happily: Nice to meet you, Isobushi.