[Hokage] After losing my memory, I became a super god in the ninja world

I don't know the memory from before I opened my eyes, but thankfully my instincts still remember the fight.

This body grew as if it met my subconscious requirements, with just the right muscle distribution, abundant and even chakra circulation, and sharp and quick reactions.

And when I went to the battlefield for the first time after amnesia to wipe out the enemy's life, the Sharingan automatically opened according to the command, and I took the time to cooperate.

At that moment, I felt that my whole soul was in joy. My body, brain, spirit, chakra, environment, killing intent... everything was circling and unified. I think that the "I" in the past should be a step-by-step person who would arrange everything well. Only such a character can have such a body and reactions, and be able to quickly understand the situation after amnesia.

Ah...how did I come to this world and what is my purpose? Amnesia was also arranged by me in the past.

"Zhenyuan, do you want to be distracted when you are sparring with me?"

A small voice interrupted the memory, and Madara stood helplessly opposite. He changed into a common tribal uniform, and his fair face still bore traces of returning from his early travels - a faint greenish black under his eyes.

"Feel sorry."

I said, preparing my body and holding a shuriken in my palm. Izuna gave an order, and Madara and I quickly rushed towards each other, throwing weapons of various sizes from our hands, each heading towards the other's blind spot.

"brush!"

The light of the sword he was wearing flashed in front of his eyes. Quan Nai had already begun to practice sword skills. As his sister and brother, Madara and I naturally also mastered it.

"throat!"

Madara's sword is just like his usual mission style, pursuing swiftness and killing with one blow under continuous pressure. When a deliberately released blind spot was filled with sword light, I bypassed it with my wrist and counterattacked without retreating——

Defensive counterattack is my strength.

"Fire Release——!"

The pace is getting faster and faster. When the battle enters the gap between ninjutsu, I suddenly thought: Compared with close combat, it is better to control everything, such as silk threads, puppets, detonating charms and the like. Long-range is helpful for the overall situation, but if melee combat is used, thinking will become sluggish.

So why would "I" be an Uchiha? Aren't ninjas from the Land of Wind better? Could it be that the Sharingan will satisfy my request in the future?

"Zhenyuan!"

Madara's voice hit me hard on the side, and the corners of my eyes were stung by the scorching heat. I instinctively reacted to the light of the sword that struck at the opportunity, and quickly formed a seal with my fingers:

Forming seals is also a troublesome thing. It would be nice if the method of using chakra was simpler. This is a waste of efficiency.

……efficiency.

The half-formed seal was interrupted, and I obediently poured my Sharingan into my palm, and with a trace of certainty issued the command through the chakra network, "Move!"

The flow of chakra became violent in an instant, and it silently condensed changes from another angle. Half of the seals and this small change allowed the planned ninjutsu to be completed ahead of schedule and exploded in front of Madara's eyes.

Thunder escape.

"Zi la la!" A dazzling light emerged from the confrontation, and the air was infected with a large amount of electric charge, spreading to all directions. Madara jumped back a few steps and said in surprise, "This is a ninjutsu I have never seen before. It is a bit like a thunderstorm and a bit like thunder. Are you new to it?"

The Uchiha clan mostly uses fire escape as their main attack method. Although they also have lightning-type ninjutsu, he had not had much contact with them before, so he could only ask the other party at this moment.

Should I tell him?

I lowered my palms, and there were pieces of flesh that had been bombarded by lightning, exuding bursts of burnt smell. Seeing this, Madara's expression changed drastically, and he rushed over and shouted, "Don't move! Izuna! Hurry and find the medical ninja!"

Izuna, who originally only wanted to use sparring to build relationships between relatives, never expected this development. He nodded hard and ran out of the training ground.

"Rinse-" The friction caused by the bandage was particularly clear in the silent venue. Madara knelt down and tied a knot on my arm to stop the bleeding. He also pulled out the triangle to prevent the wound from being affected. "It's a very serious injury... this is just a scene." A small sparring session, Zhenyuan.”

He seemed a little inexplicably disappointed, pursed his lips tightly and lowered his head to deliver chakra to me, "You..."

Uchiha are a delicate and sensitive race. While Madara was wrapping the bandage, he unconsciously thought of many things.

He thought of his dead brother. At that time, he didn't know that his future self would be used to it, sadly staying awake all night in the house with his eyes open.

He also remembered the sparring session with Hashirama by the river and what the other party said. Such a beautiful future is a dream that he longs for but cannot reach. He wanted to protect his family, his younger brother Izuna, and at some point he also wanted to protect the person in front of him.

Even if he knows that he doesn't have the ability yet

"I just had an idea during the battle, so I gave it a try." I observed Madara's expression carefully. The boy's self-esteem comes from his excessive demands on himself. I could easily see what he was thinking:

Probably thinking that I was still on guard against them, I subconsciously used super-level ninjutsu during the battle.

As for why I'm on guard against them, it's because I haven't gotten over the pain of amnesia yet, that is to say, they haven't done their duty as a family.

Therefore, Madara would feel that as an elder brother and the son of the clan leader, he is not strong enough to make his family feel at ease.

Uchiha's brain circuits have been fully experienced in a year, which is one of the reasons why I am not used to them. However, Madara and Izuna are still different. I said in a normal tone, "The correct order of the seals is Si-Wu-Zi-Si-Yin. When the seals are reached, it is found that the chakra mobilization meets the minimum standard, and the Sharingan is directly used. Help control the flow and replace the arrangement of the last two seals - it seems to have been successful."

He looked up at me in confusion, and opened and closed his mouth a few times silently, "Yes, you seem to have always liked to use your Sharingan to do strange things."

"It's a reasonable thing to do."

I retorted.

Madara was convinced by the answer. He frowned and reprimanded very naturally, "Even the inspiration in battle cannot be repeated, Zhen Yuan. This kind of success will make you develop a gambling-like pleasure, which is fatal to ninjas."

"It's just an example. Today is the first time. I will study it carefully and experiment again."

Madara knew that the other party would not lie. After relaxing, he arranged the hurried medical ninja in a brotherly manner, hugged Izuna and comforted me and accused me at the same time, "Okay, I will give you truthful feedback when my father comes back. I will deduct half of the reward for the next mission. , as a reminder.”

"can."

Occasionally, I have to coax the two brothers. I smiled and said, "Ah, if I don't have the money, the gift I originally wanted to give to Quan Na will have to be postponed. Quan Na, I'm sorry this time."

“Nathan just said this on purpose, right?”

Quan Nai was very dissatisfied, "I saw things already put in the house, you always do this."

"Hi, hi." I raised my bandaged hand in surrender, "Izuna is so smart."

"Then, Madara," I said to Madara, who was also a little dissatisfied, "I also have your gift. Thank you for your hard work on getting back from the mission."

"..."

cunning.

Madara thought, she is such a cunning person.

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The scars will fall off within a few days. Maybe it's because I'm very good at using Thunder Release, and my efficiency in stimulating cell regeneration is much higher than that of others.

In comparison, the level of medical ninja within the clan is quite unqualified in my opinion. Chakra is the energy unity of body and mind. They can be more bold and develop more treatment options using brain reactions and energy circulation.

Well... let's jot down a few ideas.

The person who would single-handedly raise Uchiha's medical level in the future didn't quite know how far ahead her vision was. She once again sat on the tree trunk where she usually stayed, with the sunlight gently scattering, and a gentle smile on her fair face.

Tajima happened to see this scene when he came back. He couldn't help but smile and loosen his grip on the weapon: Great, only the right mentality can make the situation on the battlefield more stable. Zhenyuan is only nine years old, and opening his eyes too early can sometimes be a waste. In less demanding times, he hopes his children's lives can transition more smoothly.

"Where's the spot?"

Recently, the eldest son often disappears for a period of time, and Tajima is rarely worried.

"It's no accident, he ran to Nan He's side."

I said, turning over and falling from the tree. The chakra appeared quietly and silently when it touched the ground.

"Nanga's position is... Izuna is not here today either..." Tajima fell into thinking. The recent various performances of Madara filtered through his mind, making him hesitate for a long time, "Zhenyuan, your speed is not comparable to that of some adult clan members, can you go and have a look?"

"Well... what father means is..."

Tajima smiled, this time a very hearty smile, "I leave the judgment to you, Madara is sometimes too soft. I am often proud of him, but also worried about him at the same time."

Indeed, Madara is a very cute boy. Occasionally, there is a hint of expectation in the words. But Izuna was different. He was polished to a pure level by Tajima, and you could tell at a glance that he was running to assist Madara.

The eldest son with future-oriented leadership and the indestructible second son...?

I thought about it, so what role would I play? The most important thing is, can these two brothers impress me?

"I have no expectations for you." Tajima put his hands into his sleeves and closed them relaxedly: "Whatever Mayabu likes, I, Madara and Izuna will support you."

I could tell he was serious. This man who has shouldered the burden of the entire Uchiha clan has a very accurate ability to judge situations, and he is not lacking in courage and determination. He is like a big tree that supports Uchiha, allowing sunlight to fully shine on each leaf, and at the same time allowing the highest leaves to sprout continuously——

Should I say cruel or ruthless? He must have even arranged the value of his own death one day.

"Lord Tajima, I understand."

"Hahahaha, Xiaozhen, you have to call me daddy now."

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"I'm old enough to fight for the right to speak in the family! As long as my brother supports me, I have a chance to change the minds of the new clan members. Then, we can consider longer-term things, such as working with the daimyo nobles..."

"Congratulations to you, Hashirama. The requests of daimyo nobles are always changeable. Considering the situation at home..."

"Don't worry, Madara! If you can fight me without losing, you will definitely gain trust. I believe that our future will be as envisioned!"

……

Precocious children.

When I heard what Madara was talking about with the mushroom-headed boy he was playing with, I felt a faint ripple in my heart.

I know very well that I am an exception. Many of the qualities that I could retain instinctively have disappeared, allowing me to communicate with Tajima on a more equal footing. Rather than saying that "Zhenyuan" has matured, it is better to say that she is retrieving those things.

But Madara and Izuna are different. They are real children and are not aware of the more despicable and disgusting "thinking". But they were forced to grow up in this world because of the war, and they tried hard to turn the outside world into inner support... I have to say, it is a very sad thing.

The same goes for the boy who played and sparred with Madara. He has a sunny smile and what he says is candid and serious. Their worlds fit together, and Madara would show a comforting look when he was with him, his eyes sparkling, full of longing and expectation.

Ah, surprisingly, I was a little moved.

Time gradually passed, and after Madara and Hashirama said goodbye reluctantly, I was still sitting on a tree by the river. The green leaves at your fingertips have distinct veins, the gentle breeze blows through this forest that is lush even in late autumn, and the clear river flows endlessly. It is really...

"Are you also a ninja from the family opposite?"

A kunai was pressed against the side of his neck, and the beauty and relaxation in front of him was broken.

I turned my head slightly, and the other person subconsciously turned to the side and looked away. A piece of silver hair swayed in front of my eyes.

"It's very beautiful silver." I said, lazily supporting my face and letting the kunai cut a lot of shallow wounds on the skin.

"Don't say anything irrelevant." The boy with silver hair and red eyes pressed his weapon and tensed his body. He was a little nervous. The person in front of him had made developments beyond his imagination, which made him smell something bad as he always did things in an orderly manner.

"it is good."

I lifted my chin to look at him. For some reason, I always had a subtle feeling of seeing the same kind of person. The boy was probably older than Izuna, and his hand holding the weapon was very steady. More importantly, he looked like he was not Uchiha's son.

So they are the two Senju brothers. Madara is really good at finding friends.

Tobirama felt a strange pressure at the same time. The girl is clearly under his weapon, but he is the one who has the upper hand now. Could it be...

"You will report it to the leader of the Thousand Hands Clan. I advise you to be patient for now." I said, "Give them some time, I want to see again."

"Why?" Tobirama said through gritted teeth, what qualifications does this Uchiha have to negotiate terms with him?

"Just because I will let you go."

I said, disappearing in the boy's horrified eyes, and then stepped heavily on his back!

It is indeed an illusion! When was it sent out?

"Ugh!" His arms were twisted, and the kunai was thrown away from the tree. Tobirama's waist and abdomen were stuck in the branches and he was suppressed by the opponent, unable to move. The physical pain made his whole body tremble, but Tobirama's thoughts were moving quickly: I didn't expect that such a young Uchiha could be so perfect in genjutsu, and her speed and physical skills were also incredibly fast. She would definitely become a serious problem for Senju when she grows up. !

No, maybe even now!

I sat on the boy's back. The simple version of Mutated Thunder Release I just pressed in would make his whole body numb and unable to move. He could only listen to me.

"Okay, I didn't kill you. In exchange, don't tell the leader of the Thousand Hands clan yet."

After a while, the boy said in silence, "It's impossible."

"You will be the kind of child who chooses the most reasonable arrangement, but now you are not rational at all. Is it the family or..."

Seeing his tightly opened red eyes, I smiled, "It's my brother. My brother is very important."

Tobirama said nothing. He had already prepared for the worst at this moment.

"Then this is the only way."

I calmly stretched out a hand and held Tobirama's hand as his pupils instinctively contracted. There are calluses on the child's palms, and it can be seen how hard he has trained, "Ni-chen-si-hai-you, Qi."

The exclusive contract technique is completed by sealing. I looked at him condescendingly, "This is a contract created based on my Sharingan eye power, and it lasts for seven days."

During these seven days, he will not remember the "thoughts" he wants to report to the Buddha, nor will he have the opportunity to express the contents. Once he has the idea of ​​​​forcibly terminating the contract, the things I planted will lead him to make a wrong decision, a decision he will never want.

Tobirama also knew the content at the same time.

Likewise, he felt extremely humiliated at this moment. He has always been the calm one among the brothers, but now he can't suppress the fluctuations in his heart, "You...I want..."

"You won't unless you think it's necessary."

I waved at him.

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"Brother."

"It's Tobirama, what's wrong? You're in a bad mood."

Hashirama worriedly pulled his younger brother to sit down. Chakra quickly swept around, "Is there something wrong with the training a few days ago or someone in the clan said something to you?"

"Don't mention these." Seeing that his brother was not even feeling unnatural, Tobirama took a deep breath and looked at him seriously, "Brother, please tell me, who is the person with you today? I want to hear the truth. Brother should know why."

……

Hashirama's hand slowly touched his brother's head, making a comforting gesture, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Tobirama. Madara is my friend, and I originally wanted to get along with him again..."

"It's impossible. Senju and Uchiha don't have the luxury of being friends." Tobirama said, staring at Hashirama: "Or, you want to start with the other party - do you believe it yourself?"

"I hope to build a place that is not disturbed by the flames of war. You, many children in the clan do not have to go to the battlefield so early, and can study, live, and play in peace..." Hashirama told the story, with a look on his face that he himself did not know. A knowing smile, "What a simple and beautiful wish, Madara thinks so too."

"We have the same dream, I believe in Madara."

Tobirama's heart sank heavily. Hashirama is different from him. He is a person who makes decisions and will not be disturbed by the outside world. If there was something that could shake his thoughts at the moment, it must be something he couldn't understand:

The so-called "bond".

"Well, do you know about a new girl who joined Uchiha?" Tobirama said in the face of Hashirama's sudden surprise, then he frowned and added, "Don't think about it, I don't want to worry about your affairs now. Everything will be discussed later. discuss."

He wanted to go back and think about the bond between Hashirama and that Uchiha. As his elder brother's younger brother, he would never admit that he would lose!

"Uchiha ninjas look like this, are very fast, and have excellent illusions."

Tobirama took out a hastily drawn portrait and emphasized, not forgetting to dig into his memory, "I am about the same age as my brother, and may have been on the same battlefield."

"If my skills are good, I should have an impression..." Hashirama thought hard at the portrait with particularly sharp eyes, "The southern team is Teng, the northern team is Yuka, the special team is An..."

"No, Tobirama. There's nothing that meets the requirements."

It seems that this road will not work. Tobirama rubbed his forehead, "I'll go find Taohua, she might know."

Momoka is a kunoichi who is better at Senju genjutsu. He can let her see her situation unintentionally... If her father is not good enough, both her brother and herself will be in danger if he is exposed... It would be great if he could analyze the technique in these seven days. There will also be guarantees on the battlefield in the future...

"Not looking for father" Hashirama said carefully.

"Don't test me, I won't say it yet. But it won't be certain in seven days," Tobirama said.

"What is this seven days? Tobirama, you are acting weird tonight, why don't you go to the clan's mother-in-law Reiko's place and have a look?"

If it weren't for that threat, what would happen to me? Tobirama twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly. He felt that it was too difficult for him. He could vaguely think of what would happen in seven days, so...

Sure enough, it was expected! Conspiracy! If she didn't do as he was asked, he would definitely kill her.

Damn Uchiha!