Hashirama Reborn

With a bang, the door of the Hashirama room was pushed open forcefully, and the ferocious face of the Senju Fujian appeared behind the door. Looking around the empty room, the Senju Fujian said with a twisted face: Good boy, you actually ran away? If you have the guts, never come back! !

Hey~ Hashirama Senju, who had already run out of the clan, suddenly felt a chill. What was going on? This feeling as if someone was watching him?

Forget it, forget it. Thinking that today was the day he had agreed to meet Madara, Hashirama couldn't help but happily run towards the Minamiga River. Since the last time he was followed by Tobirama, he agreed with Madara to meet again in ten days.

But if you want to find a suitable excuse to leave the clan without being suspected, you need to use your brain. This time, when teaching the secret technique, of course, you really want to help your lovely brother learn the skill to save his life. After all, the Thousand Years of Death is really a powerful move. Didn’t you see that even a cautious ninja like Tobirama was successfully ambushed!

Well, thinking of Tobirama's horrified expression at that time, Hashirama couldn't help but shudder, "Brother, I'm doing this for your own good. Haven't I learned a very practical secret technique? It's definitely not to retaliate against you for following me and telling on me."

But it also gave me a reasonable excuse to run away. You see, I taught my brother the secret technique with good intentions, and practiced it on him harmlessly, but he beat me up. I didn’t want the brothers to turn against each other and make my father embarrassed. I left with grievances. What a perfect excuse. When I go back, maybe my father will praise me for being mature! !

Hehe, but Tobirama will probably have to stay in bed for two days. Thinking of his brother's terrified and distorted expression at that time, Hashirama finally couldn't help but laugh after holding back for a long time: Hahaha, Tobirama, you have come to this day too. You usually have a stern face, like a little adult. Children should be more cheerful. Don't you think you are very energetic?

When Hashirama finally arrived at the Nanga River, it was already dark. Uchiha Madara was playing with water in boredom by the river. Sensing Hashirama's chakra approaching, he turned around impatiently and said, "Why are you here so late? If you don't come over, I'm going back."

Huh! Turning back, he saw Hashirama's swollen pig-headed face. Uchiha Madara couldn't help but gasp and jumped directly to Hashirama's side. While reaching out to check if there were any fractures, he asked anxiously: Hashirama, what's wrong with your face? Did someone bully you? Damn it, was he attacked?

Hehe, seeing Madara anxiously checking whether he was injured and caring about him so worriedly, Hashirama couldn't help but smile foolishly and hurriedly explained: It's okay, Madara, don't worry, it's just a little accident.

Surprise! Uchiha Madara was furious. No one knew how strong Hashirama was better than himself. But now he was beaten like this, and this guy still looked nonchalant. He was simply a fool. Didn't he know how to fight back when being bullied?

Seeing Madara getting more and more angry, Hashirama hurriedly explained in detail, "No, Madara, you misunderstood. No one really bullied me. I was just sparring with my younger brother."

Watching Hashirama anxiously defending the person who did it, Uchiha Madara thought that Hashirama did say that he had two younger brothers. But seeing Hashirama's face being beaten so badly, Uchiha Madara felt even angrier. "My younger brother, Izuna, is gentle, considerate, sensible and obedient. Madara thought that all younger brothers were like this. Although there is no better brother than Izuna in the world, he should at least respect his elder brother. Look at Hashirama's younger brother. What kind of younger brother is he! How dare he treat his elder brother like this? Hashirama was kind enough to accompany him in training, but he was so cruel to his elder brother. Damn it. Did he expect Hashirama not to hurt him?"

Feeling the low pressure from Uchiha Madara, Hashirama was a little happy that Madara cared about him so much, but it was too late today. If Madara did not come back for a long time, he might be suspected. Thinking of this, Hashirama hurriedly clasped his hands together and said apologetically: Madara, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. I didn't want to arouse suspicion from my family, so I found some excuses and wasted too much time. You must have been waiting for me for a long time.

Uchiha Madara came back to his senses and looked at Hashirama who was looking at him apologetically. He said awkwardly: "No, it's okay, Hashirama, don't worry about it. I also came out in the afternoon. Have you found a way to contact me these days?" It's still too risky to meet like this. If you're not careful, you'll miss each other.

Eh, after hearing what Madara said, Hashirama touched his head awkwardly. He did find a solution, but there was no way to implement it now. If he told Madara about the Slug Sage now, it would involve the issue of Wood Release, which would expose his identity as a Senju. Hashirama didn't dare to gamble whether Madara would give up his relationship with him because of family reasons, so he could only keep it secret for the time being.

Seeing that Hashirama had nothing to say, Uchiha Madara sighed helplessly, "No gains? But that's true. The Uchiha have a huge inventory of ninjutsu. I've searched through all the information that could be found in the clan, but couldn't find a suitable method, let alone Hashirama." Let's talk about it next time. This time I waited here specifically because there was something more important to tell Hashirama. Thinking of this, Uchiha Madara looked at his friend seriously.

Hashirama, listen carefully, starting next month I won't come here anymore.

No, Madara, you want to break up with me? I don’t agree!

Looking at Hashirama's anxious look, Uchiha Madara said helplessly: It's not what you think, don't worry, it's because of the family's mission that we can't come over for the time being.

Hearing this, Hashirama fell silent. Mission, is the war going to start again? The time he came back happened to be the autumn harvest season. All the daimyo and nobles were busy with the harvest. It was a rare time for ninjas to rest and recuperate. He had forgotten that winter was coming soon, and those greedy nobles would start hiring ninjas to start wars for some benefits.

It was clearly a dispute over their interests, but the ninja had to pay with blood. Afterwards, they continued to live in peace and prosperity, while only the ninja had to face sacrifice and separation.

Why are ninjas always the ones who are sacrificed and abandoned? They are obviously dozens of times more powerful than those good-for-nothings, but they are willing to be the knives in the hands of those guys, sliding from sharpness to another knife until they are rusty and useless, and then easily abandoned. Sure enough, this world is wrong.

Seeing Hashirama hanging his head with a sad face, Uchiha Madara also understood. Perhaps he and Hashirama were the only ones in the world who would think about whether war was right, and would be sad because of the upcoming killing and the withering of life.

Thinking of Hashirama's sentimental character, Uchiha Madara, although he felt a little uncomfortable, still pretended to be relaxed and comforted his friend: Hashirama, although we hope for peace, you have to understand that both of us are too weak now. The weak have no say, and what we can do now is to try our best to survive on the battlefield until we can have the say in the family in the future.

Hashirama raised his head and stared at his own Apocalypse without blinking, until Uchiha Madara, who was being stared at on the opposite side, became a little angry. Then he lowered his head again and covered his face with his hands to hide all expressions.

I understand, Ban, I understand everything.

Really? That's good.

Looking at Hashirama hanging his head and keeping silent, Uchiha Madara opened his mouth but said nothing in the end. He just turned around and left silently. "What can I say? Can you promise that you'll be fine? How is that possible? The battlefield is dangerous, and I can't guarantee that I'll survive. It's better not to make promises that can't be fulfilled."

Hearing Madara's footsteps gradually fading away, Hashirama could no longer hold back, and stood up abruptly, shouting to Uchiha Madara with all his strength: Madara, next spring, I will wait for you here, every day, until you show up!!!

Uchiha Madara paused, then walked away again, thinking absentmindedly: Don't they usually ask me to promise that I will survive? This guy didn't ask me to make a promise, but promised that he would wait?

Damn it, this guy Hashirama is too cunning. He has already said that. If he doesn't show up next year, wouldn't it be considered a broken promise? What a cunning idiot. Uchiha Madara raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and suddenly began to look forward to the coming year.