Hashirama Reborn

Banjian silently lowered his head, tensed his body, and waited for his brother's scolding with pale cheeks.

My father's teachings involuntarily emerged in my mind: Ninjas need to focus on their missions and not be afraid of any danger or sacrifice. Those who cannot complete their missions are useless!

I have always firmly believed in my father's words, but now I am afraid of the battlefield and death. As the son of the clan leader, I am not as strong as my brothers and can bring honor to the family and father. Instead, I am so weak and timid, which is simply a disgrace to my father and family.

Ugh.

Hearing his elder brother's gentle sigh, Itachi clenched his fists suddenly, his eyes turned red, and he bit his lips tightly. "Are you going to scold me? Even my elder brother is disappointed in me? I am really a waste."

Ah!

The sad Banjian suddenly fell into a warm embrace. Before he looked up, his elder brother's broad palm had already fallen on his head. He rubbed his hair heavily several times, making his hair a mess. Then the messy hand began to move down, gently patting his back, making Banjian's stiff body relax involuntarily.

Nestled in the warm embrace, surrounded by his brother's breath, feeling the care and protection from his loved ones, Banjian finally couldn't help but slowly reached out his hand and hugged his eldest brother tightly back. After a while, he stammered and whispered: Brother, don't you blame me?

Hashirama was gently patting his brother's back, trying to make him relax. Hearing this, he asked in a somewhat strange tone: Blame it on you? Why should I blame you?

Because I said something very weak!

Itama looked up anxiously, his red eyes trying hard to hold back tears, and he said anxiously: My father said that to be a ninja, you must have strong strength, a cool head, the courage to not fear sacrifice, and everything should be based on the mission and the family. Those who cannot complete the mission are waste!

But I am not strong enough, nor smart enough, and now I can't even face war and death bravely. Am I not the waste that my father said? Not only can I not contribute to the family, but I also bring shame to my father and you.

Brother, you must be very disappointed in me.

Banjian's voice became smaller and smaller, and he watched his elder brother looking at him gently as always, as if no matter what he did, his elder brother would always stand up to protect him first. For a moment, all the fear, grievance, and unwillingness that had accumulated recently surged into his heart, and he finally couldn't help but buried his head in his brother's arms and cried aggrievedly.

Hashirama hugged his younger brother tightly with heartache, looking at this brother who died young in the previous life, who was now curled up in his arms and crying in fear. He thought absentmindedly, "Tsunade is still playing recklessly at her age, and her biggest sadness might be having her snacks confiscated. But Itama, who is the same age, needs to start fearing death."

Sure enough, this world is wrong, war is wrong, and it is wrong for a 6-year-old child to go to the battlefield. Itama should not die early because of this mistake, and other children should not sacrifice for this wrong world. No, not only children, no one should pay for these mistakes. If we really want to find a murderer, it is probably the greedy daimyo? The nobles who quarreled with each other? The ninjas who were willing to be tools?

In my previous life, I naively thought that as long as the powerful Uchiha and Senju formed an alliance, and together with the surrounding ninja clans, established Konoha, they would be able to intimidate the daimyo and nobles. With the existence of such a powerful force as Konoha, everyone would be afraid and would give up the war and negotiate through peace talks. In this way, peace would be achieved.

But subsequent developments proved that I was absolutely wrong. Perhaps, when Madara and I were still alive, there was indeed a brief period of peace, but as soon as we passed away, a more terrible war broke out.

Not only did the established village fail to usher in peace, but it was reduced to a tool of the country. The Uchiha and Senju clans who founded the village were actually ostracized and exploited by other ninja clans who were later accepted into the village to the point of extermination.

It was clearly a joke that some ninja clans were only able to become cannon fodder in war times, but they managed to kill the two strongest ninja clans in the Warring States Period in just a hundred years after forming an alliance.

Maybe it's just like what Madara said, as long as there are people, there will be interests, where there are interests there will be differences, where there are differences there will be wars, and the world will never be truly peaceful.

As long as there are daimyos and nobles hiring ninjas, there will always be ninjas caught in the vortex of war. Konoha in the previous life was a failed example. They thought that they had achieved peace through the alliance with Madara, but the result was nothing more than a war between clans turning into a war between countries.

The more I think about it, the more headache I get. It turns out that these complicated things are not suitable for me to consider. I can only consider everything after I become stronger.

There is only one thing that is certain, no matter what the future holds, at least this time, he must ensure peace between the Senju and Uchiha tribesmen and protect his younger brother and clansmen. This is the promise that Hashirama Senju owes Uchiha Madara.

As for now, the most important thing is to comfort my lovely brother Banjian.

Feeling the brother in his arms slowly calm down, although he still hugged him tightly, fortunately he stopped crying in pain. Now Itachi buried his head in his chest, and only low sobs could be heard. The earlobes hidden in the hair were faintly pink. "You are shy, Itachi is so cute." Hashirama smiled, as if he didn't notice his brother's embarrassment, and calmly spoke to comfort him:

Banjian, it is normal to be afraid of war and death. There is no need to feel ashamed or disgraced about it. As for me, when I first went to the battlefield, I was so scared that I didn't dare to move.

And I know that Banma is very hardworking, often practicing until very late. He is also active in cleaning and washing clothes at home. When I was punished by my father to kneel in the ancestral hall, it was Banma who secretly brought me food. When I was scolded by Tobirama, it was Banma who pleaded for me and spoke for me.

My father, Tobirama and I have all seen Itachi's efforts and contributions. It's not what Itachi thinks. You are not a waste, but an indispensable member of this family. Without Itachi, I, your elder brother, will be very sad.

I don't know what everyone in the clan thinks, but in my opinion, Itama is a very important family member and my most important brother! I think the same is true for my father and Tobirama.

Looking at his younger brother who was looking up at him, with sparkling eyes and rosy cheeks, and listening to him seriously, he was so adorable. "Unlike Tobirama, he never acted like a spoiled child to his big brother again after he turned 6."

And, don't worry, Itama. I will protect you. I swear in the name of Senju Hashirama that I will not let Itama die.

Trust me, don't be afraid. Let me accompany you to practice in the afternoon! I am very powerful.

Itachi looked at his brother in a daze. He was still a child and only a few years older than him. But after listening to Hashirama's assurance, miraculously, Itachi's frightened heart finally calmed down.

Ah, of course I believe you, Brother Hashirama.