The last boss of the ninja world

"You finally came."

The next evening, in a valley in the Land of Rain, Uchiha Madara sat on a boulder halfway up the mountain and spoke calmly to the wooden clone.

He seemed to have known about Musashi's return for a long time, and even calculated the time of Musashi's arrival.

There is a small Japanese table on the boulder. On the table are two wine glasses and a small wine bottle.

"Please."

Madara made an inviting gesture and motioned for Musashi to sit across from him.

Anyway, it was the wooden clone that came, so Musashi was not too careful. He jumped onto the boulder in one step, raised the wine glass in his hand casually, drank it down and said, "I almost didn't care."

With that said, the wooden clone took out a piece of paper, made two marks with one hand and shouted: "Solution."

White smoke immediately rose,

When the white smoke dissipated, a jar exuding a strong aroma of wine appeared on the small table.

"Good wine."

Madara sniffed it and praised it without hesitation.

Then he picked up the wine jar without any scruples, raised his head and took a big sip into his mouth.

“Spicy and refreshing!”

As expected of you, Uchiha Madara, you are not afraid of me poisoning you.

Musashi sighed, grabbed the wine jar from Madara's hand, and followed Madara's example, raising his head and filling his mouth.

Liquor is far from comparable to Japanese sake. Although the alcohol content of sake is more than 15 degrees, compared with spirits that often have [-] or [-] degrees of alcohol, it is really the difference between children and adults.

"Interesting kid."

I don’t know how many times Madara has praised Musashi like this.

Apart from Senju Hashirama, Musashi was the only ninja who could still remain calm in the face of a strong man of his level.

From the very beginning when Musashi was protecting Madara's reputation, Madara had quite a good impression of Musashi. Now his free and easy look broke Madara's momentum back then and made him feel particularly comfortable.

"Give."

Musashi handed the wine jar to Madara, then made another seal and shouted: "Unsolved."

In an instant,

Densely packed wine jars appeared, and the aroma of wine instantly enveloped the two of them.

Seeing that Musashi had brought out so much good wine, Madara no longer restrained himself at the moment, picked up the wine jar in his hand and started drinking heavily.

Finally, the wooden clone said: "Don't get drunk, there are still serious things to talk about."

"What I drank before was rubbish," Madara lamented disdainfully about the wine he had drunk before, and then praised: "In the field of wine making, I, Madara, would like to call you the best."

"Senior, thank you for your praise." Musashi scratched the back of his head.

Through the small act of drinking, Musashi's alertness was slightly lowered. At least he no longer had to fight. Although he was a wooden clone, Musashi never wanted to experience the painful memory of death again.

"Boy, you drink too."

"No, I've reached my limit."

"It's boring."

Madara finally put down the wine jar and his expression became serious.

Musashi remained quiet without speaking first, waiting for Madara's performance.

"Boy, what's your name?"

"Musashi, Tanino Musashi."

"Oh? Boy from the Tanano family, who are you, Yano Yuyu?"

Musashi shook his head and explained: "I lost my parents when I was a few years old. I really can't answer the questions my seniors asked the elders in the family."

"What's your status now?"

Spot nodded. There were only a few ninjas named Tanino in Konoha, and among them there was only one male ninja. Not surprisingly, Musashi should be a descendant of Hanyu.

After becoming an old friend, Madara put on the face of an elder and asked without any scruples.

"Konoha Jounin," Musashi replied.

"What position?" Madara was obviously not satisfied with Musashi's answer.

"Captain of the Counter Organization," Musashi replied again.

"Reverse organization?" Madara was stunned.

The last time I went back to Konoha, I had never heard of the name "Reverse Organization". In just a few years, what exactly happened in Konoha.

"Is there a marriage?" Madara asked again.

"Married and have a daughter." Musashi replied truthfully.

In fact, Musashi was still a little confused when replying.

Because in Madara's hands, Musashi has the capital to survive, but he can't guarantee his family.

But Tsunade is the Hokage of Konoha, and Tsunade will never give up Konoha for her own life, so there is no use hiding it from Musashi. He can only confront Madara head-on.

"Which woman is it?"

"Tsunade, the Fourth Hokage."

"Tsunade?"

"Ah."

This time it was Madara's turn. He was just slightly curious at first, but suddenly his eyes bulged out.

"Tsunade is your wife?"

After a while, Madara confirmed again.

Musashi nodded and replied seriously: "Tsunade is my wife."

"Sibling love?"

"is it not OK?"

"Ahem...interesting kid."

Madara was choked up by Musashi's words and laughed helplessly.

To say regret.

Uchiha Madara's only regret in his life may be that he doesn't have a loving lover.

Of course, he doesn't look down on mortals either.

The only person who can catch his eye is Senju Hashirama, and Hashirama is a man.

"Senior is also quite interesting," Musashi said not to be outdone: "After confirming his identity, I looked up a lot of information about him."

"What's so interesting?"

Madara's tone suddenly increased several times.

The person who defended his reputation the last time they met seemed a little disdainful of him based on his tone today.

"I really can't understand that you, who built the village with your own hands, would betray your own village."

"Betrayal? No, no no..."

"What is it if it's not betrayal?"

Musashi pressed.

"Because there are more important things in the world than a village?"

"Is there something more important than the village?"

"Yes,"

"Sorry, I really can't think of anything more important than the village I love. Even if there is, I will not turn against my village."

"Boy, it seems you know a lot of things."

"After all Naruto is my wife."

"Uh," Madara was stunned for a moment, then put away his expression, stared into the distance and sighed: "No one in this world can understand me, not even Hashirama. How can you, a brat, understand me."

"Why don't I understand?"

"Kid, do you know what true peace is?"

"Peace?"

"Correct."

"You should have something to depend on when you are old and someone to support you when you are young, I think so."

"So do you think the world is peaceful?"

"I feel like the world is on the path to peace."

"The path to peace?"

"Yes, isn't this why we ninjas of all generations have been willing to sacrifice."

"So you don't understand."

"Then what does senior think is true peace?"

"A world where there will never be war."

"I believe that day will come when supplies are abundant enough."

"No, as long as there are still people in this world, such a world will never come."

"I cannot understand and do not agree with the remarks of my seniors."

"You don't need to understand, you just need to know that I can create a world like that."

"you?"

Musashi's disdainful grin evoked a hint of mockery.

"I will name it the Eye of the Moon Project," Madara did not care about Musashi's slightly mocking smile, but put on the free and easy attitude of an expert and transcended the world, and said with a supreme attitude: "Do you know the Sage of Six Paths?"

"I know, the ancestor of ninja is recorded in the book."