Hashirama Reborn

Hashirama walked out of the meeting hall slowly with a depressed heart. As he walked on the road, the enthusiastic calls of his clansmen could not dispel the gloom in his heart. His back was like the sky covered by dark clouds, gloomy.

He pushed open the door listlessly, the aroma of food wafted in, and all his depression was temporarily thrown out of his mind. Hashirama's eyes lit up, and he saw the table filled with sumptuous meals, sushi, grilled fish, miso soup, and his favorite mushroom rice, as well as his only two remaining brothers standing by the table waiting for him.

When Tobirama and Itama saw their brother coming back, they immediately came to greet him. Because of his inconvenient legs and feet, Itama threw himself into Hashirama's arms, rubbing against him like a kitten, and said happily: Hashirama-brother, I missed you so much.

Tobirama was much calmer than his younger brother. He walked quickly to Hashirama and said with some concern: Brother, you don’t look well. What happened?

Hashirama didn't say anything, he just reached out and hugged his two younger brothers tightly, feeling the warmth of their bodies and listening to their caring words. The depression in his heart seemed to melt away little by little, and he couldn't help but let out a breath of satisfaction.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Did something happen to our father again?" Tobirama noticed that something was wrong with Hashirama and asked with concern.

Hashirama shook his head and forced a smile: It's okay, Tobirama, I'm just a little hungry after just getting back.

Upon hearing this, Itama hurriedly grabbed Hashirama's hand and urged him: "Brother Hashirama, come and have dinner. We have specially prepared these dishes for you. They are all your favorites."

A warm current surged through Hashirama's heart, and he pulled his two younger brothers to sit down and began to enjoy this rare warm time. At the dinner table, Hashirama talked with his younger brothers about cultivation while eating. The strange environment of the Wet Bone Forest, the huge body of the Slug Sage, and the wooden house that had gone through thousands of years made Itama exclaim in amazement, clapping his hands and urging Hashirama to continue. Even Tobirama was fascinated by what he heard and became interested in the magical Wet Bone Forest.

After lunch, Itama hurried to the clan's land for training. Tobirama hesitated for a moment, but still put down the research materials in his hand and pushed open his brother's door. Inside the room, Hashirama was sitting alone at the table, holding an empty teacup in his hand in a daze. Tobirama walked up gently and asked in a low voice: Brother, you have been worried today. What happened to make you so upset?

Hashirama was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he lowered his head, avoiding Tobirama's inquiring gaze, took a deep breath, tried to calm his inner waves, and said dryly: Tobirama, my father asked me to go to the Land of Whirlpools to help the Uzumaki clan repel monsters. Did you know about this?

Tobirama felt relieved after hearing this, but when he saw Hashirama's worried look, he asked in confusion: Uzumaki wrote to ask for help some time ago, and my father was still hesitating about who to send. It just so happened that you came back today, and my father asked you to go to the meeting room, so I had a hunch, so he really sent you?

Hashirama nodded with a bitter face, and Tobirama couldn't help but frowned and whispered: Brother, are you worried about the Uzumaki matter? You don't want to go?

Hashirama showed a bitter smile on his face: Tobirama, it’s not that I don’t want to go, it’s just that father wants to help Uzumaki for free. I don’t like this, but I can’t disobey father’s wishes.

Tobirama was a little surprised. He pondered for a moment and then whispered: Brother, you have never cared about rewards. What's more, Uzumaki is our relative. Why do you have the current thoughts? Did the Uzumaki clan do something bad to the Senju?

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Hashirama looked at his clever brother in shock. He didn't expect that Tobirama had discovered something that even his father and the others hadn't noticed. He wanted to say something, but Uzumaki's betrayal hadn't happened yet, and there was no way he could explain to Tobirama why he disliked Uzumaki.

Thinking of this, Hashirama lowered his head again and stammered: No, no, I just felt that in such a dangerous matter, the letter from Uzumaki only suggested that the Senju go for support and did not mention any reward at all, which made me feel not very good.

Tobirama looked at Hashirama whose eyes were wandering, lowered his wine-red eyes to cover up the dark light in his eyes, and said softly: Is that so? I understand, brother.

Hashirama scratched his hair awkwardly, not knowing how to explain to his brother. Tobirama was always considerate, and his poor excuse could not be hidden from him at all. However, he could not tell the truth and went crazy for a long time. Looking at his brother who hung his head and remained silent, Hashirama smiled helplessly, stretched out his hands and rubbed his brother's soft white hair vigorously. Looking at Tobirama who looked up in a daze, his narrow red eyes were wide open on his fair face, and his messy white hair hung on both sides of his cheeks, making him as cute as a little white dog that was forced to stand on end.

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Brother, stop rubbing my hair. You’ve messed it up!

Seeing Tobirama blushing and expressing his dissatisfaction, Hashirama could not help but burst out laughing. Haha, sorry, Tobirama looked so cute that the eldest brother could not help but laugh. Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Hashirama looked at his younger brother with gentle eyes who had always supported all his willful decisions since his previous life, and said firmly: Don't worry so much, Tobirama just needs to do what he likes and grow up well like Itama, and leave the other things to me, your big brother!

After being kicked out of the house by his shy younger brother, Hashirama touched his nose helplessly, looking at the clan members who were still busy around him, a sense of pride surged in his heart, "Whether it is Tobirama or the clan members, they are all fine now. As long as I am strong enough, I will never let what happened in the past happen again. I will start over again and must change the tragedy of my previous life."

With his heart pounding, Hashirama naturally thought of his own revelation. He quietly left the clan's land and came to the Nanga River alone.

The river flowed slowly and all around was quiet, as if even the wind held its breath for fear of disturbing the tranquility. Hashirama looked around and did not see Uchiha Madara. A feeling of loss welled up in his heart.

At this moment, a rustling sound was heard. Hashirama turned back vigilantly and saw a palm-sized slug in his sight. Hashirama's heart moved, and he jumped lightly in front of the slug and said excitedly: "Slug-sama, has Madara been here? !

The slug's mouth squirmed, and a long scroll came out of its mouth. At the same time, a gentle female voice sounded, "Don't worry, Hashirama, he has gone on a mission again, but he left a scroll for you."

Hashirama excitedly unfolded the scroll, and saw a record of a water-style ninjutsu - the Mist Hidden Jutsu.

!!! I thought there was little hope, but I didn't expect that Madara actually hid it from the clan and copied this ninjutsu for him.