Hashirama Reborn

After leaving the meeting room, Hashirama was immediately surrounded by nearby clansmen. A little Senju even hugged Hashirama's legs directly, and everyone asked questions at once.

Hashirama, I heard that a talking slug is looking for you. What's the matter?

Brother Hashirama, can slugs really talk?

Brother Hashirama, what does a slug look like? Can I go in and take a look?

Hashirama scratched the back of his head and nodded affirmatively, "Yes, the Slug Sage can talk. He came to me because of cultivation matters, but it's not possible now because the Slug Sage has left."

Amazing!

Ah, he has left.

Looking at Xiao Senju's disappointed expression, Hashirama couldn't help but raise his hand and picked up Xiao Senju who was hanging on his legs and turned him around twice. He laughed out loud amid Xiao Senju's excited shouts.

Do you want to meet the Slug Sage? After getting the affirmative answer from the child, Hashirama continued, "Then come and take me there tomorrow. I will summon the Slug Sage to show you."

Really? That's great, Hashirama-san!

Psychic! Hashirama, did you sign a psychic contract with that slug? !

The Senju tribe members around were obviously in a commotion, and even some of the tribe's elite fighters couldn't help but come out to find out what was going on. After all, a talking slug and a talking summoning beast that had signed a summoning contract with Senju Hashirama were two different things. The former could just be treated as gossip, but the latter was related to the interests of the entire clan.

As soon as the Great Elder and others came out, they noticed the commotion around them, and shouted with laughter and scolding: Enough, what are you all doing here? Hashirama will go to the Wet Bone Forest to practice tomorrow, and he will be able to summon the Slug Sage by then. Anyone who is interested can come and take a look then. Now let's all disperse and let Hashirama go back to clean up!

Watching the tribesmen around him leave with curiosity, the great elder touched his beard and said to Hashirama kindly: Hashirama, you should go home and have a rest first. Food and clothes will be prepared for you by the tribe. Just come here tomorrow morning and use your summoning technique to show everyone. When you go to the Wet Bone Forest, you must learn well.

Facing the amiable chief elder, Hashirama nodded uncomfortably and ran away quickly. He didn't expect that the formerly serious chief elder could actually be so amiable. It was a bit scary.

When Hashirama returned home, he saw Tobirama standing at the door with dark circles under his eyes. Hashirama was delighted, but when he walked closer, he said with a disapproving tone: Tobirama, have you finished your mission? Why don’t you go and rest? You have such dark circles under your eyes.

Tobirama helplessly avoided Hashirama's hand that was touching his eyes, and his voice, which was particularly hoarse due to fatigue, sounded, "Brother, don't worry about that. On the way back just now, I heard everyone say that there was a talking slug that came to find you specifically. What does it mean?"

Oh, it was the Slug Sage who asked me to go to the Wet Bone Forest to practice magic. I'll tell you the details after you've rested. Tobirama, you go and rest first, Hashirama said as he pushed his brother into the house. As soon as he touched Tobirama's shoulder, he heard a suppressed cry of pain.

Hiss! Senju Tobirama couldn't help but hissed softly and pressed the wound on his shoulder with his hand. This time he met Shimura on the mission. Although he successfully completed the mission, he was accidentally injured by the sneak attack. Now that he was discovered by his brother, he would definitely be scolded.

Sure enough, Hashirama Senju's face darkened after he discovered that his brother was injured. He took his brother into the house, looked at the wound exposed after he took off his clothes, and said nothing.

Senju Tobirama looked at Hashirama with an ugly expression and said dryly: Brother, it's just a minor injury, it's okay. Can you tell me about the slug first, and what does training mean?

Hashirama didn't pay attention to his brother's awkward comfort, but just silently reached out to cover the wound on his brother's body. It was a smooth penetrating wound. The opponent's hand was very steady. It was definitely not his first time on the battlefield. He stabbed directly at the neck, wanting to kill him with one blow, but Tobirama dodged it, so only the shoulder was injured. Fortunately, the bones were fine.

Under Tobirama's surprised gaze, a green light lit up from his palm, and chakra full of vitality instantly poured into the wound. The flesh and blood began to wriggle, and the wound healed rapidly.

Bro, what is this?!

Hashirama held his brother down and spoke calmly: It's Wood Release Chakra, Tobirama, don't move, this is what happened today.

In the small house, two children sat opposite each other, green light lingered around them, illuminating the dim house.

As Hashirama spoke softly, Tobirama's eyelids drooped uncontrollably. He hadn't rested for a day. He had finally returned to the clan and heard about his brother's situation. His injuries and his worries about his brother forced him to force himself to cope with it. But now he was at home, full of security, and his wounds were healing with the help of Hashirama's Wood Release. The exhaustion finally made him relax.

Finally, as the green light disappeared, the original penetrating wound under the palm had healed, leaving only a shallow red mark. Hashirama took the opportunity to hug his brother who had fallen asleep and slowly walked towards Tobirama's room.

After covering his younger brother with the quilt, Hashirama looked at Tobirama's fair and tender face with baby fat exposed outside the quilt, and the white hair on his forehead trembling slightly with his breathing. Hashirama couldn't help but gently touch his brother's fluffy and soft white hair.

I will be going to the Wet Bone Forest soon and will not be at home for the next month. What if Tobirama gets injured again while on a mission? And as for Madara, I promised him some time ago that we could meet via the wood carving if he had anything to do, but now I might have to break the promise. The Uchiha's physique is not as strong as the Senju's. What if Madara gets injured again? Both sides are worrying, so I have to think of a way.

In the evening, Hashirama prepared a sumptuous dinner early, including mushroom rice, fried fish, miso soup, and plum rice balls. The aroma of the food made Itakama, who had just returned home, couldn't help but cheer for joy. He had been busy teaching the tribe members the Shadow Clone Technique recently, and his chakra and physical strength consumption was very high every day, so he was already hungry.

Their father was still in the meeting room handling clan affairs and had informed them early that he would not be back for dinner. Hashirama woke up Tobirama. They were of an age where they could eat, but their stomachs were growling with hunger. With the adults away and no one to restrain them, the three brothers no longer cared about anything and started to wolf down their food.

Hmm, wow, Itama's cheeks were bulging as he held the bowl of rice and ate, and he did not forget to praise Hashirama's cooking skills, "Brother Hashirama, this fried fish is so delicious, and the mushroom rice is so fragrant, how did you make it? You are so amazing."

Tobirama didn't say anything, but his hands that kept picking up the frying fish said it all. Hashirama smiled proudly. In his previous life, in order to make delicious tributes for Madara and his brothers, he had specially sought advice from a master. Judging from his brothers' attitude now, his skills should not have deteriorated.