After Naruto

There was a trace of solemnity on Madara's face, and he knew that if that blow had been directed at him, he would be dead by now. Thinking of this, a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. However, looking at this style, the person who threw the flat stone did not show any hostility, and he should not be an enemy for the time being. So, he turned around as if nothing had happened and looked at the person behind him.

"When you throw it, lift it up a little. That's the secret." Behind Madara, the black-haired boy with a pot head and green clothes taught him the secret of throwing water.

"Of course I know about this kind of thing," Madara said with a displeased look on his face: "I can throw this kind of thing over as long as I take it a little seriously." At this point, Madara changed his words and asked: "By the way, you who is it"

"Now let's count me as your useless opponent. After all, I threw him over." The young man in green said with a smile on his lips.

"Who are you?" Madara seemed dissatisfied with the guy in front of him and asked again.

The young man in green smiled when he heard this and said, "My name is Hashirama. My surname cannot be explained for some reason."

"Hashirama?" Madara muttered for a moment and encouraged him: "Watch it for me, I will definitely be able to throw it this time." As he said this, he threw the flat stone in his hand using the shuriken technique. It can be said that if the previous throwing was a joke, then this time the throwing was serious. After all, Madara has a somewhat strong personality. He can allow the world to be better than him, but he cannot accept that any kid who comes out can be better than him.

"Whoosh~", Hashirama clearly heard the special air-piercing sound of the shuriken technique thrown, and coupled with Madara's throwing technique that he saw with his eyes, he could definitely think that the boy in front of him who was about the same size as him was a A ninja.

"Pah~pah~pah~", the high-speed moving flat round stones made several hitting sounds on the water surface. Then, in the expectant eyes of the two people, the stone sank into the water before reaching the other shore.

The awkward atmosphere began to spread, and for a while, the air was a little quiet.

"You bastard deliberately stood behind me to distract me, right?" At this moment, Madara, who was so embarrassed, began to blame him frantically, "I'm such a sensitive person that I can't pee when someone is standing behind me. "

"I'm sorry." Hashirama seemed to have been doubted by Madara's words, and sat on the ground with a look of despair.

"Ah, did I go too far?" Looking at the scene in front of him, Madara thought, and said, "You don't have to be so disappointed." As he said this, Madara felt that he seemed a little aggrieved. So, he held his forehead and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't force my words."

After hearing Madara's apology, Hashirama continued: "It's because I didn't know that you still have such annoying self-awareness symptoms."

Madara's heart clicked, obviously being poisoned by Hashirama's poisonous tongue. Then, he replied with some excitement: "I can't figure out whether you are a nice person or a bad-mouthed bastard."

"Hahahaha" Seeing that Madara took his gesture seriously, Hashirama stood up from the ground with a smile and said: "Anyway, I am better at cheating than you, this is very clear."

"Damn it." Madara looked at Hashirama who looked like he was in need of a spanking, and said harshly to him: "Believe it or not, I'll beat you like water."

"Oh" Hashirama was startled, and then he looked like "I feel guilty" again. He sat on the ground and said to Madara: "I didn't want to make you angry. As an apology, I'd better be prepared to be punished." Just be prepared to throw it into the river. Just throw it away."

"You, do you know that this problem of yours is very annoying?" Madara said with a look of disgust.

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"Facing Madara's disgust, Hashirama continued: "It would be great if you could throw me over to the other side of the river."

"You're so annoying, get out of here." Madara was about to go berserk because Hashirama made him mad.

"Bye bye" Hashirama said with a smile on his face, pretending to be so happy that he ran away after pretending to be cool.

"Stop." Obviously, Madara was so excited by Hashirama that he couldn't let him go so easily.

"You have to think clearly about what you want to do." Hashirama put on a posture of "I did what you said, what else do you want."

"This, this," Madara was a bit at a loss for words. Then, he watched Hashirama's eyes staring behind him and looked over curiously. I saw a corpse dressed as a ninja, flowing down from the upper reaches of the river.

"That's it." Hashirama stepped on the water with a solemn expression, ran to the middle of the river, and reached out to feel the pulse of the ninja's neck. Then, he took a look at his family emblem. "The Hagoromo clan?"

"Are you a ninja?" Madara asked defensively.

I didn't answer Madara's question because the answer was already obvious. Then, all I heard was Hashirama saying: "This place is about to become a battlefield. Go back quickly." After that, he stopped hiding his identity as a ninja and jumped from the middle of the river to the other side of the river.

"Sorry, I have to go back and see you later." After saying this, Hashirama felt a little embarrassed. After all, he hadn't asked Madara's name since the beginning.

Madara seemed to see Hashirama's embarrassment and said, "My name is Madara. You cannot tell your last name to strangers. This is a ninja rule."

"As expected, you are also a ninja." Hashirama heard the hidden meaning in Madara's words. After saying that, the two left.

Later, Hashirama returned to the Senju Clan and heard the news of the death of his youngest brother Senju Wama from Senju Buddhama during the burial ceremony. Then, he began to question Senju Buddhama about the fight between the Senju Clan of Love and the ninjas.

Of course, in the eyes of Senju Buddhama, Hashirama's complaints are nothing more than a child losing his temper. So, he wanted to blast Hashirama on the spot, but was stopped by Senju Hashirama's younger brother, Senju Tobirama. For the sake of Senju Tobirama interceding for Hashirama, Senju Tobirama let him go.

"Adults are all fools." Looking at his elder brother in a daze, the white-haired Senju Tobirama said helplessly: "If you don't want to fight anymore, wouldn't it be enough to conclude an armistice agreement with the enemy?"

"But" Senju Itama, whose hair is half white and half black, and who ranks third among the three brothers, expressed his doubts: "If we do this, the hatred of those parents and brothers who were killed, as well as our companions will what to do"

"If you say this again, you will die," Senju Tobirama said, "You and the adults are too impulsive."

"Sorry" Senju Itama said.

"From now on, ninjas must suppress their emotions and formulate strict rules. Just follow them and avoid unnecessary fights." Tobirama said with a serious face.

"A real agreement." After hearing Tobirama's opinion, Hashirama began to think of his own. Later, he asked the two of them: "Is the alliance really impossible to achieve?"

"Eh~" Itama was a little surprised by Hashirama's rhetorical question, and Tobirama also aroused a little interest in Hashirama's rhetorical question.

"If we can be honest with our enemies, tell our hearts to each other, and then become brothers. I think a real agreement can be achieved," Hashirama said.

"Brother, you are too naive," Tobirama said.