The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

The scene fell into silence.

"Left, let's choose the left." Senju Hashirama made the choice for everyone.

Senju Tobirama was a little annoyed: "Brother!"

Senju Hashirama laughed: "Tobirama, don't worry too much. It's said to be compensation, so there won't be any bad options."

"Of course." Qinghe spread out his left hand, with a red gem in the palm of his hand: "It was in the past."

Qinghe opened his right hand, and inside was an identical ruby.

Senju Tobirama couldn't tell the difference: "…What's the difference?"

Qinghe said confidently: "No, this is to give you another option."

She gently put her hands together, and the two rubies emitted light and then merged together.

A golden book appeared in her hands.

The pages of the book kept turning forward, and finally Qinghe let it stop at a certain page.

It’s not a good story, let’s rewrite the ending.

Qinghe closed the book and sat down next to Uchiha Madara.

"Uh, then what?" Naruto looked left and right, but didn't find anything different.

"It takes a little time to load the save file." Qinghe explained lightly.

Uchiha Madara looked at Haruka who was sitting next to him. After a while, he asked, "Should I call you Senju Toma or Uchiha Haruka?"

Waiting was useless, Haruka supported his head with both hands and answered him: "Uzumaki. My full name is Uzumaki Haruka."

Uchiha Madara was a little surprised. He hesitated for a moment, then took Haruka's right hand and put it to his mouth.

"???" Qinghe quickly pulled back his hand: "Why did you bite me?"

"Don't Uzumakis all have the ability to recover their physical strength?" Uchiha Madara just wanted to bite her to recover some chakra.

Haruka grabbed the small braid on her head and emphasized her blue and white hair to him.

"Is it possible that my last name is Uzumaki simply because I took my mother's last name?"

Does she look like she has the characteristics of a vortex? Is he biting with his mouth open?

"Ahem." Uchiha Madara tilted his head and said, "...I'm sorry."

The bright moonlight fell on this desolate battlefield, and the post-war calm seemed so desolate.

After a moment of silence, Uchiha Madara tried to find a topic: "How...how did you and the other me know each other?"

To be honest, he was indeed a little curious. How did she, a whirlpool, sneak into the Uchiha group?

"The Uchiha have always been xenophobic, no, it should be said that they are short-sighted." Uchiha Madara couldn't figure out how she, an outsider, gained recognition?

Qinghe told him very honestly: "Because, Izumi Na fell into my hands."

A little bit of coercion, a little bit of moral kidnapping, and some temptation of interests, this was the beginning of their relationship.

"What?" Every answer from Haruka was beyond Uchiha Madara's expectations.

Qinghe sighed helplessly: "Okay, you don't know me, don't consider my feelings, just ask whatever you want to ask."

Uchiha Madara looked at her again, examining her again.

Unexpectedly, he was a loner.

He retracted his gaze and looked at the night sky: "...Izuna will be fine, right?"

"Probably? He has power, a rich life, and many suitors." He should be living a pretty good life.

Many suitors? Uchiha Madara imagined that scene and smiled with relief: "It seems that he is living a good life."

"That's great. It's all because of what I failed to give him... Maybe I really shouldn't pursue power."

Uchiha Madara thought that if he had not been so obsessed with the battle and paid more attention to Izuna, Izuna would not have been ambushed.

If he hadn't pursued power, his eyes wouldn't have worn out so quickly, and Izuna wouldn't have given up treatment because she wanted to leave her eyes to him.

"Huh? Isn't it because you are not strong enough?" Qinghe had a different opinion.

It is precisely because of lack of strength that we are unable to protect the things we cherish.

Because they are not strong enough, important people will be hurt by more powerful people.

Without sufficient strength, we can only recognize the winner and give in step by step.

Uchiha Madara looked at Haruka dully. How come she could always refresh his understanding of her?

"Don't listen to that weird old man's nonsense about love and understanding. Do you think he is living a good life?"

Haruka didn't care at all that Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo was listening nearby.

"Did Hashirama defeat you with love? Did Ashura defeat Indra with love?"

“It’s strength.”

"What's wrong with pursuing power and possessing power? Their actions of ostracizing others in the name of love are so-called justice."

Haruka looked at Otsutsuki Hagoromo with a clear purpose: "As the saying goes, when children don't get along, it's mostly because the elders are immoral."

"They talk a lot about love and understanding, but they never apply it to people who need love."

"Love? You want others to do something you can't do yourself, and you want to be lenient with yourself and strict with others?"

Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo remained silent.

Am I too harsh on my eldest son?

He clearly possesses strong enough abilities, so why do you judge that he is not suitable to inherit the Ninja Clan?

Is it wrong to be strong? But he used this strength to help others.

Is it wrong for him to be a little aloof? If it is wrong, why didn't I teach him well as a father?

Sasuke will stand by Naruto, and Madara will have supporters around him.

Is Indra not worthy? Is he completely cold-blooded?

Otsutsuki Hagoromo sighed deeply: "Perhaps I should have paid more attention to Indra at the beginning."

Why didn’t I realize something that outsiders could see clearly?

It turns out I wasn't completely wrong, Uchiha Madara thought.

He smiled with relief: "I actually missed you in this world. It feels a bit regrettable."

"Don't think about it. I'm unique." Qinghe exposed his unrealistic assumptions.

In all the worlds, there is only one her.

Uchiha Madara relaxed at this moment, and he was very supportive: "Ah, this is really amazing, it seems that I still have some luck."

"Then don't waste this luck. I'll give you a small gift." Qinghe wanted to do something interesting.

She grabbed his right hand and pressed his palm against the pages of the book. Several lines of unrecognizable symbols slowly emerged on the blank pages.

The file has been read, it's time to load.

The towering sacred tree slowly disintegrated before everyone's eyes, followed by the surrounding scene, and then the tailed beasts...

Everything, like ashes in a fire, was blown away bit by bit by the wind.

"Lady Hinata!" Neji panicked and tried to stop Hinata from disappearing.

Not only the surrounding objects, but also the people on the battlefield began to decompose one by one.

"Naruto!" Sasuke failed to keep Naruto, and his body gradually disappeared.

But after a while, the only ones left here were Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju, who were resurrected by the Impure World Reincarnation, and Uchiha Madara.

"What did you do?!" Senju Tobirama knew that he should not let his guard down against the evil Uchiha, even if he admitted it!

Senju Tobirama also disappeared.

Senju Hashirama wanted to say something, but Qinghe didn't want to listen to him.

Finally, only Haru and Uchiha Madara were left in the open space.

"Go write a better future. This time, you have to do better."

"What exactly are you going to do?" Uchiha Madara couldn't understand at all.

Didn't she say she wanted to compensate for the losses of this war? What is she doing now?

Qinghe put her hand over his eyes and said, "It's a good thing. This is very popular now."

"Oh, by the way, I need to give you a narration."

"You are reborn, reborn in..."

The sound in his ears became more and more vague, and Uchiha Madara soon lost consciousness completely.

The light hands and feet gradually felt solid, as if the soul had finally returned to the body.

"Ban? Ban? Ban!" The calls, louder and louder, rang in my ears.

Uchiha Madara opened his eyes, and what he saw was a slightly angry face.

"Father?" Uchiha Madara felt unbelievable.

Uchiha Tajima asked in a deep voice: "Ban, do you have any other opinions?"

"? What?" Uchiha Madara didn't even know what he was asking, so naturally he didn't know how to answer him.

"Brother, Qianshou cannot be trusted. You may treat him as a friend, but he may not treat you as a friend."

Uchiha Madara looked to the side and was stunned for a long time before he recovered: "Izuna?"

Uchiha Madara clenched his fists, and his nails pricked his palms, causing slight pain.

This isn't a dream? The power is still there.

Uchiha Izuna frowned worriedly: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't be fooled by the Senju."

"Well, that won't happen this time. I will definitely protect you this time." Uchiha Madara thought a lot at this moment.

To create a better future?

Patterns appeared in Uchiha Madara's pupils, and he looked at Uchiha Tajima seriously: "Father, please listen to my thoughts..."