The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

Nanhe River, the land of the Senju clan.

In a quiet corner, a group of Senju gathered and were carrying out a secret activity.

"Have you decided?" A Senju looked at Hashirama with a serious expression.

Hashirama hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind.

He nodded affirmatively and placed his hand on his choice: "No change, this is it."

Another Senju advised, "Master Hashirama, please think about it again."

"I trust my instincts and bet big." Hashirama did not waver.

Seeing how determined he was, Qianshou, who was responsible for revealing the answer, slowly opened the dice cup.

The other Thousand Hands lowered their heads, held their breath, and looked at the numbers on the dice carefully.

"...One, two, four, seven o'clock, small."

"We lost again! The boss has such bad luck in gambling!" The other onlookers couldn't help but sigh.

The more Hashirama lost, the braver he became. He continued to call on the others: "Come again, come again. I can win a game in an afternoon, right?"

No one responded to him, and the quiet corner was now completely silent.

"What about clan affairs? Have you finished your work?" A sinister voice sounded behind Hashirama.

Hashirama didn't think much about it and waved his hand without turning his head: "It's okay, there's still Tobirama."

"Oh? Is it so fun?" Tobirama stiffened his fist.

They gathered together to gamble with a clear conscience, without dealing with clan affairs or training.

Originally, Tobirama did not support this kind of activity. If it weren't for Hashirama's coaxing and persuading, how could so many Senju dare to participate?

After recognizing Tobirama's voice, Hashirama's back froze. He turned his head a little bit in disbelief: "Haha, Tobirama, what a coincidence."

"Unfortunately, I came here specifically to catch you."

The clan affairs have not been dealt with yet, but the clan leader is leading the secret gambling. If the Uchiha on the other side knew about this, the Senju would definitely become a complete laughing stock.

When the others saw this, they felt very sympathetic towards Hashirama, but they chose to protect themselves.

The Thousand Hands hurriedly fled: "Second Master, we have something else to do, so we'll leave first."

Tobirama did not stop them, but crossed his arms over his chest and spoke coldly:

"Those who participated in gambling this afternoon, go back and write a 20,000-word self-criticism and hand it in to me tomorrow morning."

Those Thousand Hands' faces turned pale in an instant. Twenty thousand words in one night, isn't this going to kill them? If I had known, I wouldn't have played with the boss!

With a deathly gaze, Hashirama placed his right hand on Tobirama's shoulder and smiled ingratiatingly.

He tried to plead with the Senju: "Okay, Tobirama, don't be so strict. Everyone just wants to relax."

Tobirama's red eyes narrowed slightly. He glanced at Hashirama who was still cynical, and spoke again: "Brother, your self-review is 40,000 words."

"Eh? Forty thousand?!" Hashirama was stunned.

He rubbed his ears and looked at Tobirama in disbelief: "That's too much, I'm your brother, Tobirama is too cruel to me!"

"Sixty thousand words."

"Wait a minute, Tobirama..."

"Eighty thousand words." Tobirama calmly interrupted Hashirama and added, "Besides, then write one hundred thousand."

Which ninja clan leader would be a gambler? Looking around, there were only the Senju.

Tobirama has decided to correct Hashirama's bad habits. If he still doesn't learn to reflect, he will let him write a book.

"Forty thousand is forty thousand! I'll write it." Hashirama covered his chest with his hands, like an eggplant wilted by frost.

When the other Senju saw that Hashirama was even worse off than them, they suddenly felt that 20,000 words was not that difficult.

After taking down the gambling gang, Tobirama supervised Hashirama to go back to work.

As they walked along the road, Hashirama kept muttering, "Tobirama is getting less lovable as he gets older."

She used to be very obedient and even called him Onii-chan. Now she only calls him Big Brother with a blank expression and tells him to shut up.

Sure enough, the next second Hashirama heard Tobirama say, "Brother, shut up."

After scolding Hashirama, Tobirama continued to ponder.

His brows were tightly furrowed. He looked in the direction of the Uchiha clan and asked Hashirama, "Brother, did that Uchiha say anything to you recently?"

Hashirama's eyes were erratic, he touched his head and said, "No, Madara and I are no longer in touch, Tobirama, don't make random guesses."

Who was it that asked for an alliance every time on the battlefield? Could it be me? Tobirama was too lazy to expose Hashirama.

What he was worried about was not the connection between Hashirama and Madara, but the strange behavior of the Uchiha recently.

The probability of Senju encountering Uchiha on the battlefield has become lower. Some time ago, the secret sentry discovered that Uchiha had dispatched a large number of manpower.

Although there is no evidence that their actions are directed against the Senshou, they are still enemies after all and we have to be on guard against them.

"The Uchiha seem to be migrating." Tobirama thought about it and felt that this was the most reasonable explanation.

The first few groups that left from the Uchiha side were all children that had never been seen on the battlefield. They should be orphans of their clan.

What would require the transfer of incapable children first?

I think the Uchiha were preparing to move, but were not sure whether that place was suitable for settlement, so they let the orphans go there first.

"What? Madara and the others are planning to move away?" Hashirama had mixed feelings.

The Uchiha and Senju have been fighting for so many years, and they had no plans to leave Nanga River. Why did they suddenly start moving?

Did he dislike what he said about the alliance? That's not the case. Wouldn't it be great if the two tribes shook hands and made peace, and protected important people together?

"I'll go ask him!" Hashirama felt that there must be a misunderstanding between him and Madara.

Tobirama held Hashirama speechlessly. "Brother, what position and identity do you intend to use to ask? Don't let the Uchiha beat you out."

"Brother, if the Uchiha moved away, it would actually be a good thing for us."

After the Uchiha moved to other countries, the nobles of the Fire Country would definitely reduce their commissions to them.

This means that the Senju may never see the Uchiha on the battlefield again, unless there is a war between countries.

The bad neighbor moved away, which was a good thing that everyone should celebrate, and Tobirama was of course happy to see it happen.

Hashirama looked at Tobirama with a serious expression, and said in a serious tone: "Then Tobirama, have you ever thought about what situation we will face when we are the only ones left at Nanga River?"

"Ninjas aren't limited to the Senju and Uchiha, and we aren't the only ones in Nangagawa."

It is true that the Senju and Uchiha are both very strong, but they are not invincible.

Although the two clans are not very harmonious, after all, their territories are so close, and other ninja clans have to carefully weigh the importance of the two clans if they want to do something.

If the Uchiha leave here, how can Nan Hechuan, who only has the Senju, be guaranteed not to attract the covetousness of other ninja clans?

Seeking an alliance is not only for the sake of childhood dreams, but also for the future of Senju.

Tobirama had naturally considered this situation, but he felt that Hashirama was worrying too much.

"Brother, the Nanga River is huge, and the other ninja clans aren't as threatening as the Uchiha."

The Uchiha are just a bunch of lunatics. The more pain they suffer, the stronger they become. Even their bloodline limits require strong emotional stimulation to activate.

Seek power, therefore seek pain.

If you form an alliance with such a group of people, you have to keep an eye on them at all times, otherwise you never know when they might go crazy.

Hashirama reached out and patted Tobirama's head, ruffling Tobirama's short white curly hair into a mess.

He did not continue to argue about this issue with Tobirama, but talked about his dream: "Tobirama, I have been thinking about it for a long time."

Hashirama pointed at the mountain wall in the distance and gestured with his hands.

"I want to build a village there where there will be no war, and the children will be able to go to school. They can wait until they are old enough to go on missions."

"Live and work in peace and harmony."

There was a gleam in Hashirama's eyes that could not be ignored, and Tobirama didn't have the heart to interrupt his fantasy.

"That village can protect you and everyone else who is important to me."

He will take care of everything and protect them from the wind and rain.

He looked at Tobirama and smiled foolishly: "The village is because I want to protect you. This is my selfish desire. So, trust me, Tobirama."

“……” Tobirama has never been able to do anything to Hashirama. He always compromises in the end of every argument, and this time is no exception.

"Brother, for the last time. If the Uchiha still does not agree to form an alliance, then this idea of ​​yours ends here."

Let’s form an alliance, at worst he can just spend some time keeping an eye on it later, Tobirama thought.

Although he still thought it would be best if the Uchiha moved away.