Naruto: Let's take a look at the blind Uchiha

"Why on earth did I give up my spiritual practice and farm here with you..."

"Well, well, in order to keep our connection going for a little longer, can you help me? Besides, turning the soil is a physical job, so just consider it as exercise."

"The muscles trained this way are not evenly spaced, and it's hard to mobilize the whole body," Madara rolled his eyes in annoyance, flipped the hoe and threw a clod of earth at Hashirama, "It's easy to help you, but is your method feasible? Can your father believe that you sneak around all day just to farm?"

"Of course I can," Hashirama scratched the spot where he was hit by the dirt with his hand behind his back and explained nonchalantly, "Anyway, as long as I don't do anything serious, my father will at most beat me up after he finds out, and he won't suspect that I have other intentions."

"It seems that you are not only betraying your brother..." Madara sighed while leaning on the hoe, "and you are so happy farming. I think it would be more suitable for you to be a farmer instead of a ninja."

"Really? I think so too! Planting crops and raising flowers and grass is much more interesting than fighting and killing! But there is nothing I can do. I have good talent, so I can only be a ninja."

Madara: ...He doesn't think I'm praising him, does he?

Sighing again, Ban looked up at the sky and put the hoe aside, "I'm going back. If I don't go back, my family will get suspicious."

"Oh, then go ahead. I'll clean up the place and leave." Hashirama also stopped, smiled foolishly and waved at Madara, "If I stand you up later, I'll probably have to deal with my father here, so please don't come over."

Madara narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Do I look like an idiot? Or are you just being irritating again?"

"Wow, Madara is so fierce--!" Hashirama muttered, "I'm really worried about you... By the way, is everything okay at home? It would be troublesome if you were discovered, right?"

Hearing this, Madara, who was about to leave, paused slightly, "...If you run fast enough, you'll be fine."

"spot--"

Looking at Hashirama with a resentful expression, Madara chuckled, "No, I am serious. If my brother finds out, I am sure I can persuade him to go back. As for my brother, he probably won't do anything to you for what he is planning. But if my father finds out, he will probably find a way to kill you directly - so if that day really comes, you just have to run."

"Can't you worry about me a little more..." Hashirama's face fell, "I value you so much."

"...I say, can you stop being so spoiled? It's so disgusting."

"I don't care!" Hashirama fell to the ground and rolled over. "I was so worried about you, but you just told me to run away if there was danger! I'm angry! Really angry! At least give me more details!"

[Is this guy really the eldest son...] Madara twitched his lips and said helplessly, "Every time I go out, I am still very careful to hide. And unlike you, I have already prepared an excuse. If I find that I am being followed, I will lead the person away."

Hashirama stopped rolling and lay on the ground, looking at Madara with a doubtful look, "Although I have gained some comfort, how did you know if you were followed? Your brother and your father are stronger than you, right? If they were determined to follow you, you wouldn't have noticed, right?"

"This... is related to me, right?" Madara turned his head away, no longer looking at Hashirama's stupid look. "I'm the type who is very sensitive. I'm so sensitive that I can't urinate when someone is behind me. As long as I pay a little attention, it's easy to detect whether I'm being followed."

"Eh..." Hashirama stretched out his voice and got up from the ground, "Then there are no exceptions?"

"If I have to say... my brother. It's incredible, but my vigilance doesn't react to my brother. Plus, my brother is also very good at hiding, so I always get scared by him."

Hashirama's face was instantly filled with black lines, "What difference does it make whether you defend yourself or not?"

Madara was also visibly stunned when he heard this, "Well... at least my brother will be willing to listen to your excuses after he finds out?"

Hashirama: ...What kind of plastic friend is this?

Seeing Hashirama's increasingly resentful expression, Madara finally couldn't help laughing, "One more thing, my vacation is almost over, and I think yours is almost over too - see you on the battlefield then, don't expect me to hold back."

"Ah, I know." When it came to serious matters, Hashirama stopped laughing and said, "I will fight you with the same feeling."

After watching Madara leave, Hashirama began to work hard to cultivate the land. He did not put away his farm tools until dark, and then ran all the way home.

It was a long time after he left that the branches in the distance swayed gently, revealing a figure in white that had been hiding for who knows how long.

"Oh my, this is really hard work. After Madara left, Hashirama's vigilance has more than doubled..." Ling moved his stiff joints, "It would be great if there was a stand that could move and retain consciousness - have you ever seen that kind of ninjutsu, Xiaomata?"

"How can there be such a ninjutsu... And aren't you asking for trouble in this situation? If you just give up listening to what they are saying, you won't be in such a mess."

Ling chuckled and raised his hand to rub the cat's head that emerged from his collar, "I can't help it, I was just worried...but it was really unexpected."

Youlu climbed onto Ling's head and stretched hard, then lay down and snorted in confusion.

"It's the reaction of the chakra of the Hashirama. Compared to fighting with Bambi, it's more active when farming. In other words, the saying "farming is better" is not a lie."

Ling finally moved all the joints in his body and exhaled a breath of relief, but his expression was a little melancholy, "How can I put it? In a ninja clan like the Senju, which has a very high intensity of conquest, this child can actually be so clear about his hobbies and even say something like "As long as he doesn't do anything serious, his family won't be too suspicious of him after they find out"...

Combined with various things that happened in the past, this kid, Hashirama, can really refresh my understanding of ninjas time and time again."