[Hokage] I'm Madara Uchiha

The house was destroyed, and the first generation allocated another set for them, which was much larger than the original house, divided into upper and lower floors.Madara unceremoniously occupied the second floor, as for the first floor?Of course it is shared by two people!

The first floor divides the kitchen, living room, bathroom and respective bedrooms.Hashirama is very strange, since all the rooms needed for living are on the first floor, why does Madara need the second floor?

Both of them have a precise schedule on weekdays.Every day I wake up just before dawn, wash up, and then do morning exercises in Hashirama, while Madara goes up to the second floor in her pajamas, not knowing what to do.The doubts in my heart are doubts, and if Madara doesn't say anything, Hashirama will not take the initiative to investigate—as long as he is not an enemy, Senju Hashirama is indeed a very considerate and generous person.

Step, step, step... The sound of footsteps on the stairs went from far to near.Madara finally came down from the second floor, her long hair was loose and uncombed, and she was still wearing last night's bathrobe, loosely tied around her waist.He passed the kitchen dragging his clogs, and happened to see Hashirama busy cooking.

His taste is very tricky, and he seldom talks about things bought outside.After a few times, Zhujian had no choice but to cook and serve a certain young master who was well-clothed and well-fed.Madara is the first to use Senju Bashima as a cook.

"Is lunch ready?" Madara asked lazily, leaning against the door frame.

“I’ll be right soon!”

Ban hummed, and continued to watch someone cook.The technique of chopping vegetables in Hashirama is very unique, similar to the close-to-body stabbing technique of the shuriken handed down by Senshou's family.An aggressive knife flashed by, and all the vegetables on the cutting board turned into small pieces of uniform size.

How virtuous... Madara sighed unkindly.

Having a roommate who can do housework saves a lot of trouble, otherwise I would definitely spend money like water. In this world, there is no Uchiha family who is the richest in the mainland as my infinite cash machine.You know, the monthly living expenses allocated to them by the first generation can only barely match Madara's previous day's expenses.In order to prevent the two top ninjas from starving to death before the payment of living expenses at the end of the month, Hashirama took over the housework himself.

The aroma of food wafted out of the kitchen, and Hashirama arranged the food and dishes.Madara glanced at it: four dishes and one soup, all of which are delicious in color, flavor and taste, all according to their own taste.

"The craftsmanship has improved again!" Madara praised with a sip.

Hearing that, Hashirama was very happy, "It's good if you like it."

Ninjas are used to fast food, and the bowl in Hashirama soon emptied, and Madara was still picking and picking at a leisurely pace.Hashirama waited for Madara to finish eating and wash the dishes, so he still sat at the dining table.

The weather is surprisingly nice today.Outside the half-open window is the clear blue sky, the clouds are floating, and the afternoon breeze brings the warmth of early summer and the chirping of birds.

There is no need to go out on missions, and there are no family affairs to disturb.Compared with the original war-torn world, Konoha is so peaceful that people forget the war.This intoxicating tranquility, relaxed and leisurely life, I haven't experienced it for many years...

"What are you thinking about?" He waved a hand in front of his eyes, and he realized that he was dazed for a while, blinking and turning to Madara: "It's nothing. Are you finished eating? Ah... I'm going to wash the dishes."

The empty bowls on the table were piled up in a pile waiting for him, which couldn't be more obvious.The corner of Zhu Jian's lips twitched silently, and obediently carried him to wash it.

Listening to the sound of running water in the kitchen, Madara asked while drinking lemonade, "Hashirama, how much money do we have this month?"

"What do you want to buy again?" Hashirama paused, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

We all know that basic needs should come first in times of economic distress.But Banana spends money lavishly and acts romantically, so on the first day she gets her living expenses, she actually went to the flower shop opened by the Ino family first? !Hashirama couldn't laugh or cry at the few potted plants and flowers he bought, and took the initiative to take over the financial work in this deep sense of powerlessness.

"Well, I fell in love with the paintings sold in that store in Hayakawa!" Banto said with a smile, "It must be very good to hang in the living room!"

At this moment, Zhu Jian suddenly understood the sadness of his financial elder...

"Madara." Hashirama washed the dishes and dried his hands, feeling the need to have a good talk with him. "It's only been ten days this month, and half of the living expenses have already been spent. We still have to live for the next fifteen days!" They lived and lived for free in Konoha, and the living expenses were allocated from their own wages by the kindness of the first generation.

Unlike Madara who doesn't go out for nothing, Hashirama quickly got to know everyone during the half a month in Konoha, and the people of Konoha accepted it with extremely strong psychological quality. fact.The ninjas who know more about the inside story are in a very complicated mood-can you imagine the scene of running into Mr. Hashirama shopping for groceries in the morning exercise?Can you imagine the scene where Mrs. Madara is sitting in a flower shop smiling and striking up a conversation with a girl who buys flowers?Especially the latter, the image contrast is too great!

The common people didn't think so much, no matter which one it was, it was Senshou Bashirama.So the enthusiastic grocery shopping aunt always gave Hashirama a half discount and added a handful to his grocery basket.

"No matter how little it is, it doesn't mean that it doesn't cost money, because you spent a lot of money at the beginning of the month, and the rest is just enough for food expenses."

Madara had a natural expression on his face: "What are you afraid of, you are Senju Hashirama!"

Being watched so trustingly by Madame Madara, Senshou, Patriarch, Hashirama-kun's words "save some flowers" can't be said.Although I feel aggrieved deep in my heart... Open source and reduce expenditure, there is no way to reduce expenditure, so I can only open source.

"There are some missions in the first generation for me to help. I will go out in a few days." Hashirama said to Madara.That's right, taking quests is the fastest way to make money.

Madara raised her eyebrows slightly, "Does the peaceful life make you feel bored?"

"How could it be..." In the middle of speaking, Hashirama suddenly fell silent, and some secret desires in his heart made him shudder, "No, it's not all..."

"Morality and reason tell you to be peaceful, but the blood of the ninja still desires to kill, Senju Hashirama."

"No, I'm just used to that kind of life." Hashirama retorted subconsciously.

"What are you running away from, Senshou-kun." Madara suddenly got up and grabbed his hand, his half-closed eyes approached his eyes, "Killing and war happen in every corner of the world, isn't this the meaning of ninja existence with the status quo?"

——Isn’t this the desire in your heart, Senju Hashirama, who belongs to the ninja world?

Hashirama saw this meaning in his eyes.

"Habits...are not right."

"You always belong to the ninja world."

"That was the past." A past I couldn't choose.

Madara slowly let go of his hand and sat back in his original position. "Seeing the first generation of this world, you want to emulate him."

Hashirama nodded, then shook her head again. "I can do more than him."

Madara chuckled.

"You once asked me a question, 'What kind of existence is a ninja, an executioner or an adjudicator'? I thought about it for a long time."

"Got an answer?" Madara looked up at him.

"There used to be, but not anymore."

If it is said to be a judge, how can a ninja who is a murderer be qualified to judge others?As an executioner, it is not completely in line with it, and many ethical ninjas have their own principles, such as not killing women, children and the elderly, not accepting missions from enemy countries, and so on.

Fairness, justice, peace, patriotism... What is the standard for judging a ninja?These words sound beautiful, as if once you hold them, you will stand on the moral high ground. However, when ideals and reality collide, the problems involved are so complicated that it is difficult to solve them in a lifetime.

After all, a ninja is just a tool, a tool... nothing more.

No purpose, no future, no instrument of self-will.

"Do you have an answer, Madara." He looked straight into the other's dark eyes.

Ban Dingding looked at him for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "You have grown a lot, Qianshou Zhujian."

He changed a cup of green tea for himself, and pushed another cup for him. His graceful movements reminded Hashirama of their first formal meeting in the Snow Country. "I never like to think about this kind of question. There are too many answers, too complicated, and too false." Seeing the other party's slightly widened eyes, Madara gently shook the tea in the cup, and looked sideways at the sky outside the window. , "You and I... are fundamentally different. We are just walking on the same path with different purposes."

After a long while, Zhujian suddenly smiled and said, "Then, until now, we are all together!"

Madara tilted his head: "Is this important to you?"

Hashirama still smiled, but looked at him very seriously: "It's very important."

"I thought that as a top powerhouse, one should have the awareness to abandon everything."

"That's true, but..." Zhu Jian pursed his lips, feeling ashamed and excited indescribably. "You are different."

After the words came out, Madara was silent for a moment.After a while, he half-truthfully said: "Because... there is one less enemy?"

Hashirama also eased her smile, and her eyes softened a lot. "No, I'm glad."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the stagnant atmosphere suddenly became active.Madara leaned close to his ear and said, "I'm also very glad."

Firehouse.

After three polite knocks, Hashirama opened the door.

"You're here." The first generation nodded to him.Tobima happened to be there too, looked at Hashirama curiously, opened his mouth and suddenly remembered that he didn't know what to call him.

Zhujian was also taken aback, and greeted Feijian with a smile: "Good afternoon."

Fei Jian breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his hair and smiled back: "...Good afternoon."

Hashirama looked at the first generation, and the other party handed him the mission information: "Then I will trouble you."

"It's nothing." Hashirama put away the materials, "Leaving tomorrow?"

"Well, it's best to finish it before the end of the month. I will pay for this mission." Before a ninja embarks on a major mission, he can get a certain amount of mission travel subsidies from the village finance. The amount of the subsidy depends on the mission level and location. Grading.This sentence in the first generation means that there is no limit to the cost of his travel subsidy, after all, the other party is helping him.

Hashirama nodded slightly, "Understood." He hesitated and added, "When I'm not around, help take care of Madara."

The word interjected: "Take care?" This word is very subtle, even if he came from another world, he is also Uchiha Madara!How could it be possible to need someone to take care of it!The children in the village can take care of themselves up to ten years old!

Hashirama paused for a moment, and chose the most gentle and appropriate statement to save Madara's face: "His original life... Well, it's a little different from ordinary ninjas. He may need help with housework."

"...I understand." The first generation suddenly smiled and said, "This is really similar to him."

"It's the same!" He looked at his brother with black lines on his head, "Uchiha Madara—I said ours here—has much better self-care ability than that one!"

The first generation laughed without saying a word.

Seeing this, Tobima was a little discouraged, and turned to Zhujian and said, "Okay, okay, how about giving him some extra living expenses? Do you want to transfer Anren to do housework?"

"Don't add money to him, it doesn't matter how much you give him." Seeing the first generation's movement, the corner of Hashirama's mouth twitched, he never wanted to come back and face a Madara who spends money even more recklessly! "Ordinary people can't imagine his previous luxury, unless you plan to sell Konoha to raise him."

The door murmured: "The Uchiha family in the world over there must be very rich..."

The first generation was awakened by a word from the door: "How about letting him live with Uchiha directly." They are all surnamed Uchiha, so they should be able to deal with this... right?

"Hey? Uchiha Madara won't fight him?" Before Hashirama could speak, Tobuma raised a question first.

The first generation smiled mildly and harmlessly: "You said Madara, I told him last time: Konoha's finances are a bit tight, and if you fight and destroy public property for no reason...he can try!"