The Unholy Man of the Warring States Period [Naruto]

"What are you afraid of?"

His doubts were destined to remain unanswered.

Izayoi looked at him in surprise, her beautiful eyes opening wider and wider, reflecting Hashirama's slightly deformed face.

He scared her.

Hashirama slowly relaxed his hands, staggered his body, and stopped pressing forward step by step. He buried his head helplessly on her shoulder and sighed deeply.

"Hey--"

A deep and long sigh passed from the depths of her bones to the back of her head, all the way down her spine, softening her stubborn mentality.

A bolt of lightning split the black curtain covering the sky, calming the gathering dark clouds. At the thin edge of the dark clouds, half of the waning moon was faintly visible.

In this moment of light, Izayoi still couldn't see Hashirama's face clearly, he could only feel the heavy weight on his shoulders. The smooth and warm hair penetrated into the neck along the slit of the collar, blending with her own hair.

Hashirama sighed again, and even though he couldn't see it, he could feel the depression in his heart.

This kind of emotion shouldn't happen to him.

The God of Ninja is powerful and positive, like the top of a mountain, never bowing down easily.

The images in her memory intertwined with the reality in front of her, blurring her senses and disturbing her stubborn state of mind.

She hesitated and slowly raised her hands.

Noticing her movement, Hashirama calmly raised his calf.

The suppressed sleeves were pulled out from under his legs without any hindrance, gently but slowly covering his broad shoulders.

She gently patted the other person's shoulder and back, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After a long time, Izayoi pushed the person away and said softly: "Let's eat first. Don't be hungry."

Hashirama sighed deeply - it happened again.

When she encounters a question she doesn't want to answer, she changes the subject and pretends nothing happened.

When normal people encounter stimulation, they either rise up to resist or become depressed and withdraw. Izayoi didn't seem to feel any stimulation. Her eyes were watching, but her mind was not. It's as if the person is here but the soul is wandering somewhere else.

These reactions speak volumes. For Hashirama, the way to break this sense of distance is to actually touch her and force her to face the present.

But it's not time yet. She needs to be more comfortable with her existence.

A thunder outside the window saved Izayoi who didn't know what to say.

She pushed him to sit upright soothingly, walked around the offset table, and came to the window.

Dazzling bolts of lightning tore the night into several pieces, and thunder rumbled, making people panic. The first bit of rain drifted in, and soon the raindrops became heavier and the sound of rain became faster. The heavy rain was poured down by the dark clouds like splashing water.

"It's incredible that there is such strong thunder and lightning after the Jingzhe."

Hashirama ate up the rest of the meal in one breath, rinsed his mouth with a tea cup, and walked to stand next to Izayoi.

"Jingzhe? What do you mean?"

"A lunar solar term that records the climate. The awakening of insects scares hundreds of insects, the weather changes from cold to warm, and the temperature repeats. People are prone to illness, and there may be an outbreak of insect pests."

"It sounds amazing. It's different from how we record dates here."

Izayoi smiled. This world is very magical. The moon is artificial, but the sun is still the same. The date is recorded using the Gregorian calendar.

"The same soil and water bring up different people. It's normal to be different. I'm surprised."

Hashirama touched his chin. The stubble had grown longer, and it was so prickly that you couldn't help but want to scratch it.

"The lunar calendar refers to the moon?"

"Ah."

"Did Izayoi come down from the moon?"

ha? This stopped her.

"No. How is that possible?"

Your ancestor Kaguya lives on the moon. She doesn’t even have Guanghan Palace, let alone Chang’e.

Izayoi pointed at the sky and told him the truth sincerely: "The moon you have here was made by Rokudo Sage and his younger brother Otsutsuki Hamura, and their mother Kaguya, the goddess of Uma, is sealed in it. About Uma There must be records passed down to the goddess of Uno. Find those temples, shrines, and noble families that have been passed down for a long time. They will definitely know. The reason why everyone is unclear is simply that they use the information gap to suppress the descendants of the goddess who controls Uno, that is, you ninjas. "

After hearing her eloquent words, Hashirama suddenly felt a headache.

This topic was not within the scope of his expectations. This kind of problem should be best solved by Tobirama.

"Wait! Can you lend me some pen and paper? I'll write it down and send it to Tobirama, and he'll go back and verify it."

"can."

Izayoi nodded and took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone from under the counter.

Hashirama pushed away the empty dishes and chopsticks, grabbed the brush and paused for a while, and finally admitted sheepishly that he couldn't use it.

"Sorry. This, this..."

He smiled awkwardly. He couldn't place his hands well, couldn't sit well with his feet, and was very awkward.

Izayoi took the brush in his hand, sat down on the side, and while sharpening the ink, asked curiously: "Don't you usually use this kind of pen?"

It is useful, but the writing is not good-looking! It's fine in normal times. If I take it out now, it will lower my impression score.

Hashirama laughed pretending to be stupid and looked around at him.

Okay, no need to answer.

Izayoi couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, then lowered his head and dipped his head in the ink.

"I'll help you write the text. You can write the beginning and end yourself. Ninjas need to add passwords or something, right?"

"Hehe, yes, yes."

Izayoi paused, sorted out the causes and consequences, and wrote down what he knew had happened in chronological order.

Starting from planting the sacred tree for others, it is written that Otsutsuki Kaguya kills her teammates and swallows the sacred fruit, then evades her family and hides here. She changes her name to the goddess Uzuki and brings peace to the world. She is blessed by people and gives birth to two children, namely Otsutsuki Hagoromo and Otsutsuki Hamura. Later, in order to resist her own family, Kaguya's rule became more cruel, and she was eventually sealed on the moon by two children. Hamura stayed behind as a caretaker to accompany his mother, while Hagoromo stayed on land to educate and guide the remaining humans.

At this point, the blood of ninja begins to appear.

The grudges and hatreds of thousands of years ago, countless human lives, sons killing their mothers, brothers separated, were simply written out with a brush.

The more Zhu Jian looked, the heavier his expression became.

Legends and myths are fictitious and real, and they are too far away from the present, so you don’t need to pay too much attention to them.

What he wondered was, how could Izayoi know so clearly? If, if all of this can be found elsewhere to correspond to a few words that prove its authenticity, then what is the origin of knowing all about Izayoi?

I originally thought she was just a very good-looking girl, working hard for a life alone. Then she transformed into the noble Lord Ji in trouble, and shouldered the heavy responsibility of leading the people on her own. According to what she knows now, it is no longer something that a knowledgeable Ji Jun can grasp.

Layer after layer of fog was peeled away, and Hashirama thought he would finally discover who she really was. But the more she discovered, the deeper she hid.

After Izayoi finished writing the gossip about Princess Kaguya and Otsutsuki, he hesitated and did not write about Black Zetsu.

She wasn't sure if the letter would be leaked. Black Zetsu should be staring at Uchiha now. The manga seems to have always been about Indra's mentality. Although I don't know why he gave up on Asura, the black market and the words of the masked man in feathers show that they are inextricably related to it.

Those two people fell into the hands of Uchiha Izuna, and he would definitely be able to ask something. At this critical moment, Black Zetsu shouldn't have time to stare at Senju anymore, right?

After hesitating for too long, a drop of ink fell on the letter paper, staining the words "brother separation".

Izayoi looked up at the current reincarnation of Asura, and Hashirama looked back in confusion.

Uchiha is a partner, Hashirama... Hashirama is a good person. They should not make the same mistake again.

Destiny has deviated a lot, not missing this last step.

Izayoi bit her lip and continued to write out the information about Black Zetsu.

Hashirama, who had decided to hand over the myths and legends to his younger brother for verification, had to face the newly written content.

"Am I the reincarnation of Asura?"

"It's the reincarnation of Chakra."

"Madara is Indra?"

"Yes."

"So we are actually brothers?"

"It should count."

"Then am I the elder brother or the younger brother?"

The focus is wrong. Izayoi stopped writing speechlessly.

"When is your birthday?"

"October 23rd."

"I remember Uchiha Madara should be at the end of the year..."

Halfway through, Izayoi got stuck.

No, this guy got involved again. How did she know Uchiha Madara's birth date?

Izayoi glared at Hashirama. Hashirama laughed, took the letter she had written, and smoothly tore up the last paragraph.

"what are you doing?"

Hashirama stuffed the part involving Black Zetsu into his arms, and sincerely advised her: "If this guy is as pervasive as you said, the information must be transmitted more carefully. In case the author of the letter is found out, You are in danger."

So that’s it, I thought he didn’t believe me.

"That's fine. It's safer for you to send it back."

"Eh? I'm not going back."

Hashirama tilted his head and said with a smile: "I am the ninja sent by Senju to help you deal with the people who built houses on rainy days. Tell me, if you want me to do anything, just ask!"

Ah - this, this...

Izayoi was speechless.

The topic changed too quickly. Before she could get over the threat from Black Zetsu, Hashirama had already started talking about the purpose of her trip.

its not right! Did he skip something?

Izayoi ignored him and looked back on his own.

Building a house, Black Zetsu, Indra Asura...ah! This guy is talking nonsense! Use a silly tone to probe her knowledge of Uchiha.

Izayoi couldn't help but glare at Hashirama angrily, Hashirama winked at her and pulled her away from the window in a drizzle.

"Or should I do something for you first? It's just you, not anyone else. You're not used to living here."

There was no need to think twice this time, it was obvious that he was trying to find out her personal situation.

"No! I can live here!"

"But the room here is too small, so it's inconvenient."

"I don't feel small."

"Plus, I'm too small. Look, you don't even let me stretch my hands and legs. It hurts to bend my joints all the time."

With mental preparation, Izayoi immediately understood the meaning of his words and responded decisively: "Let Butterfly make arrangements for you. The business of the izakaya cannot be delayed. I will stay with someone I know."

"do not!"

Hashirama jumped down on the spot, firmly holding down the hem of her skirt.

"I'll help you repair your roof and build a townhouse! It can be solved with just one meal!"

Izayoi gritted his teeth bitterly and clutched the belt that held his clothes together like a tug of war.

"Let go——"

"For the sake of Senju's reputation, I won't let you go!"

"What does this have to do with Senju's reputation?!" Izayoi roared. She really couldn't help but want to hit someone! What about the cane whip? Where did this guy hide the Vine Whip again?

Hashirama explained seriously: "Senju's mission completion rate is 100%. I'm still the clan leader. It would be so embarrassing if I failed."

Isn’t it shameful to lie on the floor and fool around?

Izayoi laughed angrily at his logic. After much restraint, he agreed to his request.

"Okay! If it can be built before dawn, I will personally write a letter of praise to Qianju and make it into a banner and send it to your home!"

Hashirama's eyes lit up and he jumped up.

"It's a deal?"

"A word is settled!"