Hashirama Reborn

Chapter 112 Encountered

Something happened to Tobirama?!

Hashirama's heart suddenly tightened and he looked at his father hurriedly, wanting to know more.

Senju Butsuma's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: Tobirama set out for the Rain Country seven days ago with the purpose of assassinating an official named Fujita. However, he just received a secret letter from Tobirama, saying that someone from the Mizunotsuki clan intervened, causing his mission to fail. Now he is wanted by the Rain Country, he has been injured, and is hiding in the Rain Country, requesting support.

Tobirama is injured?!

Senju Butsuma saw Hashirama's anxiety, patted his eldest son's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: Hashirama, you must set off to the Rain Country immediately to support Tobirama. Your mission is to find him and successfully complete the task of assassinating Fujita.

Hashirama nodded, turned and left the meeting room, packed his luggage and prepared to go to the Rain Country. Considering the urgency of Tobirama's situation, Hashirama did not dare to delay at all, and without taking a rest, he rushed to the Rain Country day and night.

At dusk the next day, after a long journey, Hashirama finally arrived at the border of the Rain Country. At this time, it was drizzling, which added a bit of haziness and mystery to the distant city. There were soldiers guarding the city gate, and everyone entering the city had to be checked. There was also the chakra of the ninjas looming in the dark, ensuring that no one could sneak into the city.

Seeing this scene, Hashirama breathed a sigh of relief. Since there were still soldiers and ninjas on guard at the city gate, it meant that Tobirama had not been caught yet. This was the only good news now, but he had to find a way to sneak in. If a conflict occurred when entering the city and the other party strengthened their vigilance, it would be difficult to find anyone even if he successfully entered.

Just as Hashirama was getting anxious about how to get into the city, a familiar chakra aura slowly approached. Hashirama was stunned and couldn't help but grin: Madara?! How could he be here?

At this time, an ox cart loaded with goods slowly drove over, guarded by a group of people in blue kimonos. Walking in the front was a handsome young man standing tall, carrying a huge gourd-like fan on his back. The young man had a head of black frizzy hair, and a pair of scarlet eyes were faintly revealed under his long bangs. He pursed his lips tightly and was vigilantly observing the situation around him. It was Uchiha Madara.

This is the ox cart escorted by the Uchiha to the Kingdom of Wind. The cart is filled with armor, sweets, daily necessities and icing sugar. This is the second time that the Uchiha has cooperated with the puppeteer. The first time, the supplies transported together with the Senju earned the Uchiha a very generous income, allowing the Uchiha to spend the winter safely, and also made the clan members who were dissatisfied with the cooperation with the Senju completely shut up.

With the basic trust, Uchiha soon received the second transportation mission entrusted by the puppeteer, which was also the first mission led by Uchiha Madara. Not wanting to disappoint the expectations of his father and clan members, Uchiha Madara was extremely alert to the surrounding situation to ensure that the mission could be completed successfully.

Suddenly, Uchiha Madara who was walking stopped, as if he noticed something. Seeing this, Uchiha Tsubaki who was standing next to him asked nervously: Madara, what's wrong?

Uchiha Madara came to his senses and replied calmly: It's okay, I'm going to the woods to relieve myself and will be back soon. You go into the city first and wait for me in the inn. After that, he turned and rushed into the woods.

Considering Madara's powerful strength, Uchiha Tsubaki and his companions didn't have to worry about sneak attacks, so they continued to move forward with confidence.

Uchiha Madara shuttled through the woods like an agile black panther. He would definitely not mistake the fleeting chakra aura just now. It was Hashirama's aura!

Going around a thick tree again, a familiar figure was reflected in Uchiha Madara's Sharingan. The figure was tall and powerful, with wheat-colored skin that exuded a healthy glow in the sun, and smooth long hair draped neatly behind him, swaying gently with his movements. The childishness of his facial features had faded, replaced by the toughness and determination unique to masculinity.

Uchiha Madara stared at the figure with some emotion. Hashirama had changed a lot, becoming more mature and stronger. The only thing that remained unchanged was the smile on his face, which was as warm as the sunshine and could illuminate the darkness in people's hearts.

It's Hashirama after all. Uchiha Madara whispered softly, looking at Hashirama's eyes staring at him, he couldn't help but curl up a smile, and landed lightly beside Hashirama, and seeing his best friend who was a head taller than him, he couldn't help but take a step back and lean against a tree, and when he felt that the height difference between the two was not too obvious, he snorted with an impatient look: Why are you here?

Hashirama looked at Uchiha Madara in front of him with surprise, and couldn't help but take two steps forward and blurted out: Madara, you have long hair! Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows, and his deep eyes flashed with an unpredictable light. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: What, is there a problem?

Hashirama shook his head quickly, with his signature warm smile on his face, and said sincerely: Madara is very good-looking, no matter what hairstyle he has, he will look good! But, but...

Uchiha Madara asked in confusion: Just?

Hashirama did not answer. Under Uchiha Madara's shocked gaze, he simply reached out his hand and gently pushed aside the hair in front of Uchiha Madara's forehead, revealing his dark eyes that were blocked. He muttered to himself: I just think that the bangs are too long. Madara's eyes are the most beautiful. It's a pity to cover them up.

Uchiha Madara stared blankly at the smiling face of Hashirama in front of him, thinking stupidly, "Uchiha's eyes are so important. Those who dare to covet the Sharingan are the biggest enemies of Uchiha. But why, when Hashirama approaches, my instinct does not stop him, why?"

Ban, what's wrong with you?

Looking at Hashirama's concerned expression, Uchiha Madara felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart. He suddenly felt his cheeks getting hot. He couldn't help but punch Hashirama on the head, forcibly interrupting all the messy thoughts in his mind.

Hashirama cried out in pain, covered the big bump on his head, looked at Madara with an aggrieved face, and asked in confusion: It hurts so much, Madara, why did you hit me?

Uchiha Madara was so angry that he shouted: Idiot! How can a man be described as beautiful?! Also, you are not allowed to look up at me!

……oh

Hashirama pouted in dissatisfaction, squatted on the ground and whispered: She is just beautiful...

Uchiha Madara sighed helplessly, rubbed his forehead, and said speechlessly: Hashirama, doesn't the Senju have cultural studies? Your choice of words is really...

Also, speaking of this, Uchiha Madara whispered self-deprecatingly: In this world, the only person who thinks Uchiha eyes are beautiful is you.

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