The Unholy Man of the Warring States Period [Naruto]

The fact that Tobirama left with a bad face had almost no impact on Hashirama.

He was still smiling and rummaging around in the chore room looking for happiness. Occasionally, I find interesting little objects, and I will invite Izayoi to come over and look at them together.

Izayoi was very grateful to him for coming forward in time to take Senju Tobirama away. Otherwise, it would have been too much to deal with the two most intelligent (and cunning) people in the Sengoku ninja world continuously, so he spent a long time in there with him.

"Look! Bamboo dragonfly!"

Hashirama put a propeller carved out of wood on his head, with the big head accompanying the small toy, which was indescribably funny. Izayoi applauded Mianzi seriously.

The shopkeeper next to me was too lazy to sell. Anyway, he was done talking. One of the two was just playing, the other was expressionless.

understood! This is probably the prodigal man and the wife who is really in charge of the family.

I wanted to change my sales target, but I saw that the lady had a straight back and a loose posture, which made her look unfriendly. (Yamato Nadeshiko’s posture is usually with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, with shoulders and back slightly bent, exposing the back of her neck.)

Tsk tsk tsk. Why do you do this at such a young age?

When the lady's hat was turned around, the shopkeeper quickly lowered his head and pretended to sort out the account books, not daring to say more.

Still having fun after begging a tigress. Wish yourself luck!

From his previous life to now, Izayoi has never been able to enjoy the feeling of trying shopping without any money in his bag. He can just go out and buy whatever he wants.

Now that I am accompanying Senju Hashirama, I can inexplicably experience the feeling of going shopping with my best friend before.

Thinking of this, she stopped urging him and watched him amused quietly.

After Hashirama tried most of the gadgets on display, he finally stopped reluctantly.

"Eh? Don't you choose one?"

"Why should I choose?"

Izayoi asked strangely.

The two people's eyes met, and Hashirama's eyes were so bright. Izayoi inevitably lowered his eyelashes and immediately noticed the wooden spinning top in his hand.

oh! Turns out I wanted this. But he doesn't have money.

It doesn't matter. she has.

As a ninja, you must not reveal your true identity casually. She has not yet accumulated the strength to formally deal with Senju. Hashirama's approach avoided a lot of trouble, and she didn't mind giving some material rewards.

Raising his hand to call the boss over, Izayoi took out enough coins from his sleeves to pay, and bought an extra whip made of ivy.

The boss accepted the first order of the day with a smile, nodded and sent the two of them out the door.

"Here. Here you go. Don't use too much force when whipping, and don't let the whip get exposed to the sun. The material of ivy is more likely to turn yellow and become brittle."

Hashirama looked down at the top and whip in his hands and asked, "Is this... for me?"

Otherwise, who else would it be given to?

When I went out, I didn't see Senju Tobirama standing guard outside with a fierce look. Izayoi was in a good mood and even stretched out.

"Take it. Thank you for your concern. Please don't mess around in the future."

"It's not random." Hashirama whispered.

"Ok?"

"See you next time." Hashirama said with a smile.

"There is a chance."

Izayoi stretched out the hand with the beads, grabbed the tips of his fingers and shook them a few times.

The settlement is located in a river valley, where it is like spring all year round, so it is not difficult to grow crops. Now that we have arrived at Duchu Street, if we want to expand our sphere of influence, we will definitely need more manpower and more food.

Thousand Hands who are good at dealing with forests are inevitable trade partners in the future. These burly and tall figures did not grow from the ground. They must be supplemented with enough food to stabilize the power of their bloodline from generation to generation.

Look at where Uchiha lives. It's safe enough, but there is no land that can be cultivated. All the food is purchased from outside, so the food is definitely not as good as Qianshou. What if, what if others don’t sell you food? Then can Uchiha still stick to the tradition of not participating in the infighting among the nobles?

It is best to hold the basic things in your own hands.

There are eighteen beads in total, hung in a single circle on the wrist, with a tassel of natural silk hanging from the end.

When Hashirama shook hands, he stretched out his little finger and hooked it secretly, and the beads escaped from between his fingers like clouds on the horizon.

Izayoi keenly noticed his little movements and joked jokingly: "This won't work. I am here, beads are here, and beads are here, I am."

"Hahahaha. It sounds so difficult to understand."

Hashirama's laughter was contagious. He laughed from the bottom of his heart, without any hint of gloom. Dealing with such people is like bathing in the spring sunshine, warm and not burning.

It is the best time of the year, when everything is flourishing, the sun is shining, and life is full of hope.

Even though he hit him, he didn't get angry because of it, his temper was incredibly good.

With such a charming personality, even though Izayoi has memories of his past life, he can't help but feel good about him. People can't help but believe that as long as they follow him, they will definitely see a bright future.

You may not agree with such a person, but it is absolutely impossible to hate him.

Izayoi stood at the street corner and waved goodbye to him. As Hashirama walked, he twisted his body and waved vigorously. Until you reach the end of the path, you can still see his big hand stretching out from the bushes waving.

What a fool!

Sighing, Izayoi straightened his back, walked slowly around the street on his wooden clogs, and returned to the izakaya through another secret passage.

Butterfly couldn't help but take over the compensation he received today. Take a look and you'll see there are quite a few.

"That guest said that he caused unnecessary trouble to us, and the excess will be compensated. Unfortunately, he wants to cancel his brother's status as a distinguished guest, saying that he will not be allowed to cause trouble in the future. How can it be trouble? He's polite, he's rich, he's good-looking, and he's not a bad person. He's the best customer anywhere."

"You also know that he is the best customer, so there must be a big family behind him. Will the children of the big family be allowed to drink freely?"

Izayoi clicked on the string of copper coins in her hand and tried to dissuade her: "Just accept it when it's good. Don't let greed ruin everything."

Butterfly smiled in embarrassment, and shook the cloth rope that was wearing the money without giving up, making a jingling sound.

"I was a money-splitting boy in the gambling house before. He must be a big boss who is not short of money. We don't have many friends, so why don't we entertain him once in a while?"

"no!"

Izayoi Shi refused. Senju Hashirama has a very good personality and is easy to fool. But his brother is famously shrewd.

This money is not just for repaying his brother's debts. The extra part makes the butterflies who have seen big money jealous, so there must be some purpose.

Taking a bunch of the most mottled copper coins, Izayoi pushed aside a few pieces with patina, revealing the cloth rope underneath that was almost losing its color due to wear.

This is not like Senju Tobirama's style of restraint and order written on his face. So there is no need to guess the owner of the money, it must be Hashirama's.

It's all rusty and I can't bear to use it. It must have been hidden away for a long time.

She collected the bunch of copper coins alone and gave the rest to Butterfly to put in the account book.

After tidying up, I lay down in my clothes and rested for a while.

Working continuously for two days and one night, the physical and mental energy was severely exhausted. Go back later.

He slept until dusk and woke up in the blood-red light.

Izayoi raised his hands to cover his eyes, lay down for a few seconds, and then stood up from the couch. When I propped up the window and looked out, I saw that the sky where the setting sun was setting was covered with fish scale-like clouds, dyed blood-colored from far to near by the furious sun.

"It feels like I'm angry."

"Who's angry?" Butterfly came in with a basin and asked curiously.

"It's just an exclamation."

Izayoi put on the cloak again, and with the help of Butterfly, she put her hair into a bun on her head, and put on the curtain to cover her face.

"Maybe next time you come, you won't have to wear this hat."

Butterfly carefully tucked the hair that was scattered around her temples under the brim of her hat. Izayoi was used to closing her eyes and waiting for her to take care of it.

Leave professional matters to professionals. She couldn't braid her bun well, it was loose and blocked her sight, and there was no elastic band to tie it up. She tied it with cloth rope many times but it still became loose. Butterflies are still amazing. They can fix their long hair firmly with a few straight hairpins.

"I hope. When you fully establish the intelligence network on this street, they will look at the Buddha instead of the monk, and they will probably be more polite to me."

"You're kidding again. Without you, I would have died at the bottom of the river."

Butterfly joked and opened the secret passage door.

This is the second time today that I have taken the secret passage. Hope there won't be any more accidents.

Izayoi lowered his head and ducked into the dark passage, and his tall figure disappeared into the darkness.

Butterfly waited at the door for a while, closing her eyes to stabilize her mind. He slightly opened the overlapping neckline and reached out to brush the hair around his temples. A strand of curved hair was entangled between her fingers, and after a few casual turns, it was bent into a charming arc.

Hirata was waiting downstairs, holding a red lantern in his left hand and a huge umbrella in one hand with his right hand.

"It's okay, Sister Butterfly."

"Huh. I'm not someone to be trifled with. You've been studying with Tianshu for so long, so you won't be afraid anymore. How about I come over here instead?"

"Hey! I graduated with the first place. Lu Jie just thinks fast. When it comes to guards, I am the strongest. Uncle Tianshu gave me a graduation gift before he left. Absolutely. It can protect you without losing a single hair."

"That's good. Let's go."

Butterfly stepped into the prepared high-tooth clogs, glanced left and right, and went to the appointment with her neck raised proudly.

This is the first meeting between other forces on the street after the gambling den was purged. She must appear stronger to defend the advantage established by Ji Jun.

Before nightfall, Izayoi, who kept taking shortcuts, emerged from the cliff and stepped on the vines clinging to the cliff.

She did not take the path on the ground and remained in a ghostly form. It was impossible for anyone to find her traces again.

Black mist, as quiet as the sea, lingered in the deep valley. Occasionally, a few waves rose up and brushed against her toes, and were quickly absorbed into her body.

The hook-like moon hangs on one side of the sky. The falling night highlights its soft and bright light. The sunset on the other side seemed to have shed all its blood, dragging its heavy body and lying under the skyline. Only the red clouds in the sky were left, telling the story of the tragic war just now.

"The situation is a bit unusual. Hagoromo would not have been so aggressive before. How could he take the initiative to attack us before the battle in early autumn?"

Tobirama used his feet to lift the body lying in the water. The side of the armor that still remained was flipped above the water, revealing the emblem of the Hagoromo clan with ripples holding a moon.

"It's a good thing I bumped into you and went home, otherwise the outpost might have lost one."

A total of two teams and six enemies were all left behind. Captain Senju, who was in charge of the outpost, only had two team members who had just turned ten years old. It was impossible for him to survive the attack of six adults, so he had to resist while sending out a signal for help.

At the critical moment, Hashirama rushed back in time and eliminated the invading enemy in one fell swoop.

When Tobirama arrived with his people to support him, all that was left was the work of cleaning up the battlefield.

After instructing the team members to take the corpses back to the laboratory, Tobirama said in a deep voice: "It is necessary to warn them."

"No need. We haven't figured out the reason for their rash advance, so don't take the initiative to break the spring and summer armistice agreement."

"That's fine. Let's focus on spring plowing first. I heard the sound of fighting on the other side. I'm afraid Hagoromo is not just attacking us this time. Heh, Uchiha seems to be Hagoromo's ally."

"Let's keep asking for more information. If it's true, Uchiha won't guard them tightly, just for fear of getting more seriously damaged. Madara will probably have a headache."

"Brother! Which side are you from? Uchiha is our enemy!"

Hashirama squatted on the river, watching the broken armor being pushed downstream by the current. His face reflected in the gentle water. Different from the worried words, the expression on his face looked more like contemplation.

"In short, replace the training team with standing ninjas, increase the number of patrols, and be sure to defend our homeland."

"Yes."

Tobirama frowned solemnly and solemnly obeyed his brother's order.