[Hokage] Mrs. Hasuma

If you want to ask Uchiha Madara whether he regrets telling Zhuma about his plan, the answer must be no.

Madara will not regret the choices she has made.

Once again, he will still share his true thoughts with Zhu Jian, his wife, best friend and family.

The stone slab passed down from generation to generation by Uchiha, the content on it can only be interpreted by Sharingan.

Madara read from it the great secret that can bring the world back into one.

"The Uchiha family and the Senju family are the descendants of the two sons of the Six Paths, Indra and Asura respectively. If these two powers are combined, they will be able to reach the height of the Six Paths Sage's creation of all phenomena!"

Madara grabbed Hashirama's hand, with crazy flames in his black eyes: "Hashirama, we happen to be the strongest of the two families, and now we are married, isn't it God's will! Fate chose us to unify the world, Create real peace!"

Hashirama sighed slightly, and picked up the wine glass that Madara pushed over.The reflection of the moon flickered, and soon fell into pieces, Hashirama tilted his hand, and the clear wine fell like a silver thread, falling to the ground silently.

Seeing this, Madara's excited expression gradually cooled down. He snorted softly, retracted his hand, sat back in his seat, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hashirama, are you afraid of something?"

"Madara." Hashirama said calmly, "With the two of us and a few disobedient tailed beasts, we can't unify the world."

"Sharingan can control tailed beasts!" Madara cast a sideways glance at Hashirama, and poured another glass of wine, "And there is no problem with our strength!"

"The wind and sand are raging in the land of wind, and the hidden sand village is also very hidden. People who are not familiar with the way will soon be fascinated and eventually die of thirst," Hashirama said slowly, "The land of thunder is surrounded by high mountains and separated by waterfalls. They are all trails, easy to defend and difficult to attack; the land of water is separated by the sea, with rough waves, unpredictable hurricanes, and almost no supplies on the way; There are countless small countries, which country does not have ninjutsu that they are good at? Madara, we are all flesh and blood, even if we are stronger than ordinary people, we cannot continue to fight without eating or drinking. What's more..."

Hashirama stood up, pointing to the outside, very distressed: "How many people will be sacrificed in the war, we finally have the hope of peace, are you going to let our hard work and hard work go to waste?"

"Hmph, do you think your village is perfect?" Madara sneered, and drank another glass of cold wine, "Where there is light, there is darkness. The so-called balance is also based on certain sacrifices. This time you hand over the tail beast, sacrifice Without Konoha's power, who will sacrifice next time? Don't think that everyone is as selfless as you!"

"I understand, but this kind of compromise for peace is much better than you want to provoke a war in the whole world!" Hashirama looked unhappy, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Madara, I'll just say it straight, I think you're just upset because you didn't become Hokage! Things can't always go according to your ideas, instead of holding on to an old stone tablet, it's better to move forward with the times!"

"Are you doubting the wisdom passed down from generation to generation of the Uchiha family?" With a snap, Madara slapped the wine glass on the table, and when he raised his hand again, there was only a puddle of white powder left under it, "Liu Dao Immortal is the ancestor of Ninja Sect, the most powerful person in history, how could he say something wrong!"

"If he was perfect, then the world would have been peaceful forever under his arrangement, but it hasn't!"

Madara stared at Hashirama, with an angry look on her face, with a look of great restraint.After a long time, he suddenly smiled and his face became relaxed.

"Okay, let me just talk about it. If you object, forget it. We, husband and wife, will build Konoha together, and there is no need to fight over such a trivial matter, right?"

Hashirama was stunned, but before she could react, Madara had already stood up, took her hand, her eyes were crooked, and there was another smile that made Hashirama's heart beat faster.

"It's late at night, let's rest, there are still many things to prepare for tomorrow."

The unhappiness in Hashirama's heart dissipated immediately, she blushed and nodded, followed Madara into the inner room.

The night after the quarrel was extraordinarily harmonious.

Hashirama woke up later than Madara for the first time, and felt a lot heavier.

Hey, you have to restrain yourself.

After the Five Kages Conference, the mutual checks and balances among the countries stabilized, and the war finally came to an end.

Hashirama followed Toikama back to Konoha, although it was only a month without Madara, but Hashirama always felt as long as several years had passed.As soon as she got home, before the waiter helped her change her coat, Hashirama called out, "Madara!"

no respond.Hashirama was a little puzzled, and quickly walked into the room to take a look.Because there is a special person to clean, the items are neatly arranged without dust, but Hashirama still feels keenly that Madara should not have stayed at home for several days.

"Where did Madara go?" Hashirama asked.

The waiter at the side said respectfully: "Master Madara hasn't come back for five or six days, and he didn't say where he went."

Is that so... Looking at the empty room, Hashirama was depressed and sat alone.After a long time, she stood up, changed her clothes, and went out again.

The Nanga Shrine of the Uchiha clan, where the spirits of the patriarchs of the past generations are enshrined, is the most sacred place of the Uchiha family.Madara once told Hashirama that Uchiha's biggest secret is kept in the shrine.

Maybe it was referring to the stone slab that Madara was talking about.

Hashirama pondered, all the way to Nanhe Shrine, the solemn shrine was quiet and there was no one there.

"Madara! Are you there?" Hashirama stood at the door and shouted repeatedly, but no one came out for a long time.

not here?Hashirama sighed in frustration, and just as he was about to leave, he heard a familiar voice behind him saying: "Hashirama, thanks for finding this place."

As soon as Hashirama heard Madara's voice, he laughed, full of joy, turned around and walked towards him quickly: "Madara, what are you doing here? I heard that you haven't been back for a few days, did you have a good rest?" ah!"

"do not come!"

Madara, who was standing in the depths of the lobby, suddenly took two steps back and disappeared into the darkness, the repulsion was self-evident.

Hashirama was so shocked that he had no choice but to stop, frustrated and unbelievable.

"Why, Madara, are you angry?"

"I'm not angry either..." Madara's voice revealed a slight embarrassment, but when he saw the beaming Hashirama approaching, he hurriedly shouted: "I told you not to come! You go ahead, yes, keep this distance! Okay!" , okay, let's go back."

Hashirama had no choice but to walk in front, followed by Madara behind him about five meters away, which made Hashirama feel even more aggrieved and puzzled.

"Madara, I won't be happy if I don't explain the reason clearly."

Madara coughed, covered her mouth, and hesitated for a long time before opening her mouth: "I've been in the basement pondering the stone slabs for a while, and I was fascinated. I didn't wake up until you called me."

Hashirama didn't understand for a while, and still pulled his face: "Then why don't you let me get close!"

"A man must pay attention to etiquette and demeanor when walking, standing, sitting or lying down. Even in front of his wife, he must be dignified."

Zhu Jian was stunned for a while, after careful consideration, he suddenly realized, and burst out laughing.

"Madara, you, I've seen peeing and farting, sometimes you'll drool when you sleep, and you'll hiccup after eating too much bean curd sushi, and you haven't washed for days..."

"To shut up!"

A shy roar came from behind Hashirama.

"Is there any woman like you who exposes her husband's faults on the road!"

Although he didn't look back, Hashirama could still imagine Madara's expression at this time, and his smile became brighter and brighter: "Oh, there's no one here anyway, come here and let's walk together hand in hand, I don't mind."

"It seems that Hashirama is not only naive, but also childish - I told you not to come here!"

"Hahaha, okay, okay, you are really serious."

The place where the Uchiha clan lives in Konoha is relatively remote. Thanks to this, the two who kept a strange distance did not attract too many people's attention, and they returned to the mansion smoothly.

An hour later, Madara finally finished his bath, and walked into the inner room with his head held high with moisture, his long black hair curled up unyieldingly.He crossed his arms, sat down beside Zhujian, and asked, "How do you feel when you go with Feijian this time?"

"The process was a little twists and turns, but the contract was signed in the end." Hashirama smiled, poured a cup of tea for Madara, and asked, "Mara, why did you stay at the shrine for so long? Did you find anything?"

Madara took the tea, savored it carefully, with a pleasant smile on her face: "Naturally, there is a discovery. Sure enough, our union is God's will... Hashirama, you can go to the hospital for a physical examination."

Hashirama was confused for a moment: "The topic is too jumpy, why should I go to the hospital?"

Madara glanced at her meaningfully, and said slowly, "Instinct as a father."

And... it really does exist.

Holding the attitude of "it's okay to go", Hashirama touched his stomach in shock, and walked out of the hospital amidst congratulations, both excited and frustrated.

Why did Madara know about it earlier than her!

Why, as a mother, she didn't feel it!

But no matter how you ask, Madara has an inscrutable expression on his face.

"Hmph, I've said it all, it's just a father's intuition. And I have a hunch that this kid will be quite remarkable!"

Hashirama looked at Madara with piercing eyes that almost pierced his belly, couldn't help laughing and said, "I haven't been born yet, so you're so sure?"

"Heh, my son will naturally be the man standing on top of the world!"

The "Amiable Madara-sama" whom the villagers love to see appears again.

During the period of Hashirama's recuperation, Madara took most of Hashirama's work on himself, and he was so busy every day.

Even so, Madara took the time to renovate the training ground of the Uchiha clan to prepare for the training of the "son of Uchiha".

Not only that……

Pedestrian merchants pushed their carts away from the Uchiha Mansion, counting everything in Hashirama, only to feel their heads getting bigger and bigger.

Kunai, shurikens, short swords, waist swords, ninja swords, sickles, long sticks, and chains of various sizes were neatly arranged in a cart.A box of water, fire, earth, thunder, and wind escape scrolls, a box of detonating symbols, and a box of smoke-mist bombs.

The custom-made clothes of the Uchiha clan, from babies to men, spring, summer, autumn and winter, down to thongs, tabi socks, leggings and belts, are of course printed with Uchiha's family crest.

Really... no matter what kind of complaints will be defeated by this heavy expectation.

"Hashirama, don't just stand around when you're free, write me all the ninjutsu you have mastered, for the sake of your son... no, ninja school!"

Yes, Madara also ordered a large number of blank scrolls and pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and asked Hashirama to compile teaching materials as soon as he had nothing to do, and he was not allowed to think about naive and naive issues, so as not to spoil the "son of Uchiha" in his belly.

Hashirama smiled wryly, picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, tilted his head and thought for a while, and finally decided to name the ninjutsu textbook he was about to write——

""Fire Escape"." Hashirama shrugged. "After all, the title of "Physical Profound Principle Super Fire Escape Illusion Technique Slashing Da Shuriken Two-stage Shooting Down Technique" is too long, and it takes a lot of effort to write."

Nine months passed like a chicken flying like a dog jumping.

This is the first production in Hashirama, and it is very hard work.

Madara, who disregarded any rules in the delivery room, has been sitting upright beside Hashirama, holding his breath, without blinking his eyes, until he saw Mito picking up a bloody, wrinkled and crying baby, then he rushed up ecstatically, ready to Help my son take a bath.

However, Madara's unparalleled eyesight made him discover a fact that made his mind go blank.

Son of Uchiha, no dick.

Regardless of Mito's complaints and Hashirama's inquiries, Madara held the baby in her arms, stared at between her legs, her smile shattered like a withered leaf.

"how is this possible!!!"

This is the scene where Izumi Uchiha met his father for the first time.

The author has something to say: Uchiha Izumi, I set her as Uchiha Shisui’s grandma, um (postnote: Impossible, there is an age difference == Uchiha Kagami is at least 13~15 years older than her, And Uchiha mirror died at the age of 25)

Madara is very machismo.

However, due to the inter-column shift, the view has been slightly changed.