Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

The third person to arrive on top of the Hokage Rock was Hashirama.

Madara was originally planning to leave, but as he watched the boy's back gradually walking away, he felt inexplicably depressed.

When I came to my senses again, there was a sardine next to me.

Between Thousand Arms Pillars.

What an unlucky day. If I had followed Neji just now, I wouldn't have to talk to this idiot face to face.

A younger brother will also be dropped randomly.

Compared to its brother, sardines are considered good.

Even though the Senju and Uchiha have already reconciled, Senju Tobirama would still occasionally utter words like "Uchiha is born evil."

Although there was no malicious intent - and besides, Senju Tobirama was indeed a successful product of the Senju family's education, so it was understandable that he spoke like this subconsciously.

But anyway, it's just very unpleasant.

Today he wanted to see what nonsense Hashirama would say - although it always ended in his unilateral failure.

"The Five Kage Summit will begin in an hour. Is it really okay for you to be here?"

Ban raised his drooping eyelids, and his eyes, which were not fully opened, showed the laziness of the morning.

"The Fire Nation representative, Hokage-sama."

Upon hearing this title, Hashirama blushed as expected - he was elected by the Daimyo and the people of the village. Just the mention of the word Hokage would make him think of the trusting eyes of the villagers on the day he was elected, as well as the affirmation from the Daimyo of the Land of Fire.

Further on, there was the childhood promise made with Uchiha Madara.

"What are you thinking about, Madara?"

Hashirama's face was still flushed, but his voice was serious, as if his soul and skin were separated - he was somewhat similar to someone else.

The only difference is that Hashirama's is made of real leather.

"What could I be thinking about?"

"Everything before our eyes is but a fleeting and false dream."

How could his and Hashirama's childhood dream - true peace - be achieved so easily?

"What are you talking about? Madara, isn't our dream in this village?"

Hashirama took off the Hokage hat on his head with one hand. The bright red color and the flawless white background, combined together, had a sense of holiness that belonged to a god.

In the days ahead, Naruto will become different from what it is now.

The hat will become darker and darker until it completely blocks out the light.

A new war is bound to break out, coming from every bit of unwillingness and resentment. After the blood cools and the flesh and blood are gone, there will be new peace messengers to tell everyone:

“Our dream of peace truly came true on this day.”

So where can those who have lost their lives and their future in the past and in the future find their own peace?

This kind of thing is just an illusion.

"Hashirama, I will keep moving forward until I find the path that leads to the right future."

Those black eyes were crystal clear - there was no paranoia as Hashirama thought.

What one can see there is only an Uchiha's most sincere pursuit of peace.

"I will enjoy fighting you when the right future comes."

This is the question Hashirama had asked Madara before:

"Why are you so negative about our fight."

The fights between the two of them were always without murderous intent. Compared to the life-threatening fights on the battlefield, they were more like a tacit exchange between good friends.

Hashirama enjoyed all this, but Uchiha Madara did not.

Madara did not have the intention to kill, but he also lost his happiness.

Even fighting can be a pleasurable experience for both body and mind.

Uchiha Madara replied at that time: "I can't enjoy fighting with you now."

“That day has not yet come.”

By the time Hashirama asked what day it was, Uchiha Madara had already left without even a trace left.

Today I am willing to tell him.

Thinking of this, Hashirama couldn't help but smile foolishly - this could be considered a form of progress.

Congratulations, it's worth celebrating!

Hashirama Senju is always optimistic and open-minded.

“Our dream is in this village...”

"It's just that you can't see it."

The power of the Rinnegan, the secret of the Six Paths Sage's creation of the Ninja World...

Uchiha Madara firmly believes that there will be a path leading to the right future.

As for Hashirama Senju, who did not have the Sharingan, Qiongqi would never be able to see the words on the stone tablet in his entire life - at most he could only have the Uchiha relay them for him.

"There is still a road ahead, leading to the real dream."

But there is another person in this world who does not have the Sharingan, but can recognize the words on the stone tablet.

Perhaps that person came from the new world and had seen real dreams.

Or perhaps, it is the key to open the door to truth.

"Then tell me, what is the dream ahead?" Only Hashirama could ask such a silly question.

Unfortunately, as fate would have it, this question came at an inopportune time.

"whispering sound..."

I heard his voice before I saw him. Madara really didn't want to turn around and look at the naturally evil Thousand Hands White Hair.

Uchiha Madara's temple was throbbing wildly, and the evil accessory appeared.

"Big brother..."

Tobirama was very quiet today. Uchiha Madara was a little surprised that he didn't hear Tobirama's signature line.

Then, his surprise came to an abrupt end.

There was a powerful knocking sound on Tobirama's head.

"Can't you be more polite when you speak?"

No? I called myself Big Brother, not your brother!

Tobirama felt sad, but he didn't say it.

If he were to go back now, the other three people present would be able to drown him with a spit from each of them.

Don't bother with the inherently evil Uchiha.

Madara then turned around and saw the sallow-faced, frustrated Tobirama Senju, and his younger brother Izuna who had been becoming more and more mischievous recently.

Maybe because he had walked the line between life and death and thought some things through, Izuna's behavior became more and more erratic.

They are all aimed at the door room.

On the day her eyes were transplanted, Izuna was in a bad mood and mistook the herbal medicine merchant for Neji - at least that's what she said afterwards.

But soon he had a new misunderstanding.

Neji's death was strange, and he didn't have many wounds on his body. Izuna immediately concluded that it must have been the vengeful bastard Senju Tobirama who killed him.

After all, it was Tobirama who tried to kill him back then.

Besides, only Tobirama knows how to use Flying Thunder God, and Izuna has never heard of any member of the Senju clan who has learned Flying Thunder God.

It's peace time now, and he can't do anything to Tobirama.

But in the same way, Tobirama couldn't bring himself to do it.

During his convalescence, he had become so taciturn that he devoted himself to studying the 108 disgusting moves.

"Brother, the Kages of the other four ninja villages are in place. The only one missing is our Hokage."

Izuna stretched out the four words "Hokage-sama", emphasizing each word.

Uchiha Madara thought it was good for his brother to be like this.

Not only was he alive, but he also looked quite energetic - his half-dead appearance before really scared Ban.

Furthermore, it was a great pleasure for Uchiha Madara to disgust Tobirama Senju.

Look at this, the born evil Thousand Hands!

The gloom in Madara's eyes, which was already a little bit, dissipated a lot because of Izuna's appearance.

Sardines don’t seem so abominable after all.

If it weren't for Neji, Izuna might have died long ago...

He suddenly thought of the boy's departing back, and some words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them.

Next time you meet, at least say, "Thank you."

Hashirama only took two steps before he turned back - he turned back three times after every step, and his eyes were so charming that they could be drawn.

"correct..."

Hashirama no longer saw only Madara in his eyes, they were filled with sadness and regret.

"That kid..."

"Can I go see him?"

The person he is talking about is of course the ghost that once lingered in the Senju, the nameless killer, Nora.

But this child is already Uchiha Madara's adopted son, Neji.

He had a name and a home where his body could be buried and his soul could rest.

"Stop being hypocritical here." Izuna pursed her lips and rolled her eyes - this was the first time Madara saw Izuna do this.

It seems that Tajima's children are not allowed to be lively since they are born - at least when Izuna was a child, she was a cute elf-like dumpling.

But under Tajima's oppression, he became more and more introverted - but his gentleness and kindness remained.

"Go ahead and see if you want. If you can show your sincerity, the Uchiha clan won't mind you entering the family cemetery."

There's nothing buried there anyway.

He was the only one who knew Neji's secret - which inexplicably made Madara feel happy.