Hokage: About the fact that my brother is Madara

"Wow, what a beautiful landscape."

In the future Hokage Rock, three young people are imagining the future.

"It's decided." Senju Bashima opened his arms excitedly, "I want to build a village here."

"A safe haven where there is no discrimination, children don't have to fight on the battlefield, and all ethnic groups can live in harmony."

Beside, Uchiha Madara is also feeling ups and downs, and that future is also expected by him.

"What about Jingjie, are you willing to help us?" The two looked at the new members at the same time.

"Me." Kyosuke walked to the edge of the cliff, his eyes seemed to reflect the scene of Konoha Village in the future.

Hokage Building, Ichiraku Ramen, Food Street, Ninja School... The complex gaze made the two people around them completely unpredictable.

"I'm also looking forward to the construction of the village."

"Hahaha, good." Hashirama was so excited that he couldn't be more excited. For many years, no one told him about his dream.

Even the closest brother can't understand his thoughts.

Sure enough, people can understand each other, even Senju and Uchiha.

"Madara, Kyosuke, I'm really very."

"Wait a minute." Forcibly interrupting Hashirama, whose facial features were somewhat distorted, Kyosuke said calmly: "Don't be too happy, we are insignificant to the entire ninja world."

"Yes, I understand, the future and so on."

"You are too naive, Hashirama." Once again interrupting him unceremoniously, Kyosuke turned his head, his eyes full of sharpness: "People's thoughts will change with time, both of you and me."

"When you truly understand the cruelty of war and the helplessness between people, you may not retain the mood you have today."

Stopping the young man who wanted to refute, his tone was a little low: "You think about it before you speak, otherwise it will only make me look down on your dream."

Hearing this, Hashirama took a deep breath and said with firm eyes: "I will overcome the pain and keep moving towards my dream."

Looking at that face that didn't seem fake, Kyosuke really wanted to ask, what would happen if I killed Tobima myself.

But before he could speak, Madara next to him quietly stopped him.

After thinking about it, Kyosuke didn't continue to persecute him. Maybe just now, he thought of Uchiha who had a miserable ending in the future.

The founder of the dignified Konoha Village, one of the most wealthy and prominent families in the Warring States Period, was eventually reduced to the point where they were coerced by Sarutobi, Shimura and other small clans.

This seems like a big joke now.

"No one can tell what the future will hold." Kyousuke's words were full of meaning.

Regardless of the process, the three of them today finally had a preliminary exchange of ideas.

After saying goodbye to each other, when the excited Senju Hashirama left, Madara suddenly asked, "Kyosuke, why did you appear?"

Smiling and shaking his head, Kyosuke didn't answer his question, instead he muttered inexplicably: "I found that you will be very restless when it comes to Hashirama."

"How is it possible, he and I are just ordinary friends, don't think too much about it." Madara directly came up with a set of negations.

"Be careful." Kyousuke, who didn't want to say too much, only left him a warning: "I can even detect your traces. Do you really think that no one in the clan knows what you are doing?"

"With him, you are destined not to be blessed by your family."

"Well, I know wait, what do you mean being with him?!" Madara stared at him fiercely.

As a result, Kyosuke slipped away and slipped away.

In terms of speed, several dance kings can't match him.

With the reminder from his friend, Madara did not go to meet Hashirama for the next few days.

It's a pity that paper can't contain fire after all.

One night, Uchiha Tajima directly blocked his son at home.

"Madara, who have you been meeting recently?" Tajima's tone was gloomy, looking extremely angry.

At first, Madara was ready to tell a lie to get past it.

Somehow, however, he decided to test his father's mind a little.

After 3 minutes, Madara paid for her stupidity.

"Uchiha stopped the war with Senju and stepped on horses to build a beautiful homeland together?!" The patriarch looked at his son as if he was looking at a fool.

"You were influenced by the enemy." Tajima asked in a tone of hatred, "I didn't expect you to be so naive. Have you ever said these words to outsiders?"

"Kyosuke also knows."

"Idiot!"

The patriarch almost had the urge to turn his back on the past: "Who is Uchiha Kyosuke? That is your biggest competitor in the future. Didn't you give yourself a handle to others?"

Hearing this, Madara also became a little impatient, he was most annoyed by his father's threat theory.

He has heard too many similar words in these years: "Father, Kyousuke is not the kind of person you imagined."

"Madara, I really didn't expect you to be so naive." Tajima couldn't listen to his son's words at all. In fact, he was a stubborn old man.

Such people only have obedience in their minds, and there is no bullshit mutual understanding at all.

Snapped!
He snapped his fingers lightly, and there were more than a dozen black shadows around him in an instant, which were the family secrecy that Uchiha intentionally cultivated.

The function is very simple, it is for the patriarch to deal with things that he is inconvenient to take care of, or someone else.

"Kyosuke Uchiha has been accused of collaborating with the enemy. Let him be captured tonight. If he dares to resist, he can be punished on the spot." Uchiha Tajima stared at his son and asked darkly, "What do you think of this?"

Madara clenched his fists, he knew that his father was probably scaring him.

The problem is that he doesn't dare to gamble. If he loses the bet, everything will be irretrievable.

"What do you want?" Madara finally compromised.

This time, he felt extremely tired.

It is so difficult to persuade my father, let alone those clansmen who harbor hatred.

Sure enough, Kyosuke was right. If you want everyone to abandon hatred, you must use very high-pressure means.

Expect everyone to understand each other?

That's just a child's idle fantasy.

Seeing his son compromise, the patriarch waved his hand, and the secret ninjas disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"You know, who was that man you met by the river?"

Before Madara could answer, Tajima told the truth: "His name is Senju Hashirama, oh, you probably know this, but do you know that he is the son of Senju Buddhama?"

Among the Thousand Hands Buddha, Senzhi Senshou's current patriarch is definitely the top superpower in the Warring States Period.

A certain cousin of Madara died at the hands of the other party.

It can be said that the hatred between the two parties is as deep as the sea, and they both wish that the other party will die suddenly.

"Hashirama" Madara's eyes widened slightly, never expecting that his little friend is actually the young patriarch of the Thousand Hands Clan.

Could this be fate?
"Understood." Tajima patted his son's shoulder, and his tone eased: "Now there is still room for redemption, as long as you"