[Naruto] The big battle to transform the image of the patriarch

Senju Zhujian, the current patriarch of the Senju clan in Mori, the only Mutun ninjutsu user, is good at using knives, and is known as the "God of the Ninja World".

Although he has a smooth black long straight and a passionate smile, at first glance he looks silly, white and sweet, and with the light of idealism on his body, his innocence seems to be shining at any time, but anyone who knows him knows that he is actually A person who is observant and good at thinking has always been the only one who can frighten others with his blockbusters, and few people can frighten him.

However, he was frightened three times by his best friend today.

For the first time, when the extremely excited clansmen set off fireworks under the connivance of his younger brother Tomama, and raised the precious flag that can only be taken out at important moments, Hashirama thought of Uchiha not far away, and felt very sad. inappropriate.But he also had to consider the feelings of his clansmen, so he could only hide his worries behind his smile, praying in his heart that his dear friend who valued his family to the extreme would not be blamed by the clansmen who valued him because of this.

Then, Hashirama and other members of the Senshou family stared dumbfounded at the very familiar giant blue warrior appearing opposite him, swiping his long knife with a murderous look.

"Hashirama!!!"

The roar that sounded countless times on the battlefield echoed in everyone's ears, and returned to the battlefield full of corpses in a trance.

Wait, Madara!I know you are so strong, but what happened to you to make you look like you are about to fight to the death with Qianshou!

"Brother!! Now is not the time to be in a daze!!" Tomona's stern cry woke up Hashirama, who had difficulty accepting reality for a while.

Hashirama, who didn't have time to think about it, immediately used the wooden man technique, and the dark brown giant trees grew out of thin air, and assembled into a giant that was not inferior to the opposite Susano.

The moment Hashirama stood on top of the wooden man's head, this resolute man had already made a certain decision.

But the development of the situation shocked him once again.

"...I will enjoy the time of guarding Konoha with the first Hokage Senjujuma."

This is the second scare.

Although Hashirama complained that his best friend was playing handsome, he actually let out a long sigh of relief in his heart. He was relieved and at the same time reflected on whether he had underestimated the other party's ability and heart.

For Hashirama, the seal of reconciliation formed by the wooden man and the samurai this time is no less meaningful than the moment when the two tribes shook hands and made peace.Therefore, when Hashirama managed to get rid of the extremely enthusiastic clansmen, and slipped out of the settlement of the Senju clan while his younger brother Feima was thinking deeply and hadn't recovered, his first reaction was to go to the Uchiha clan and find ——Hashirama took it for granted——Madara, who was also full of excitement, came to a game that symbolized friendship!This is a historic moment for Senju, the loving clan, and Uchiha, the fighting clan!

The blood was stirring in Zhuma's heart!

He couldn't wait to rush towards the Uchiha clan!

But on the way, Hashirama ran into Quanna.This is also an acquaintance.So Hashirama stopped and smiled at Quanna, "Isn't this Quanna!"

The young man in dark blue casual clothes with a flame fan printed on his back stood on the roof. When he saw someone coming, he frowned subconsciously, and reluctantly responded, "Ah... Hashirama."

Although Quan Nai has never had a good impression of Senshou, but the etiquette on the face before cannot go wrong, and this kind of indifference and hostility has not appeared for a long time.But Hashirama didn't mind, he knew how much Madara valued his younger brother, so he looked at Quanna more or less like a brother.What's more, he can also guess why the other party is dissatisfied.

"Is Madara at home now? I have something to ask him." Hashirama was standing on the roof of the house opposite Quanna, separated by a small street. At this moment, passers-by waved to him excitedly, and he also They all responded with a smile.

Quan Na held the handle of the knife, glanced at Hashirama's smirk in his eyes with a little distaste, pursed her lower lip, and said reluctantly, "Brother, you should be at home now."

"Oh, thank you Quanna!" Hashirama waved to him, looked at the direction Quanna was facing, and asked him casually, "Are you planning to go to ninja school now?"

Quan Nai, who was about to leave, paused for a moment, turned to look at Hashirama, and asked, "...how do you know?"

The young man clenched the handle of the knife tightly, with a look of vigilance in his brows.

"Feima often goes there recently," Hashirama shook his brother out happily, "Maybe you will meet again later, haha."

"...No, it's better not to meet each other." Quan Nai pouted, "Farewell."

Hashirama patted his head, looked at the boy's back and smiled helplessly, and said to himself: "Oh, the younger brothers really make the older brothers worry about existence."

Saying goodbye to Quanna, Hashirama glanced at the direction of the Uchiha clan, took a deep breath, and once again felt great pride in his heart.

Once again, he couldn't wait to rush towards the Uchiha clan!

He is full of passion and ideals!

spot!I am coming! !

"Hey Madara!!! Are you here!!!" Hashirama finally arrived at the destination, enthusiastically releasing all the passion hidden in his chest.

He knew Madara must be home!He felt his chakra!Yes, it is still so familiar and warm! !

Although I don't know why the other party took a long time to come out, and even yelled at him to wait, but it doesn't matter, Hashirama knows his best friend very well!At this moment, Zhu Jian firmly believed that their hearts were connected! !

So, he was frightened for the third time.

In Hashirama's imagination, he should see a Madara full of fighting spirit, accepting his challenge without hesitation, and after the hearty competition, the two of them talked about the future again among the leaves flying all over the sky. conceive...

Instead of Madara who was looking at him thoughtfully up and down with a face full of disgust.

It's not that he is still holding a girl's forehead.

holding a girl...

Madara...

As I said before, Senju Bashima is a man who is observant and good at thinking.At the same time, he was also a man who had married a wife and had children long ago.

The impatience of the best friend, the disgust, and the atmosphere between the girl and the girl is obviously more intimate than before...

Ok……

Hashirama thought for a second how he would react.

Then he resolutely abandoned all his associations, and calmly waved his hand to greet the two people: "Yo! Madara, Mana! You are all here!"

"Good afternoon, Hashirama!" Mana said briskly, waving her hands back.

Hashirama keenly noticed the change in the address of the other party!

He thought for another second.

Hashirama looked at her close friend with subtle emotions: Madara, I know that Mana is not your real sister, but you always said that you protect her as a younger sister, now, tsk tsk...

Madara received Hashirama's meaningful look.Although I don't know the specific thoughts of the other party, this does not prevent Madara from comprehending a certain meaning by relying on the tacit understanding between men.

He suddenly had the urge to agree to Hashirama's challenge, and then he must beat him no matter what!

"Hashirama, quickly put away your delusions!" Madara gritted his teeth, looked at Mana next to him, and said holding his breath, "...No, forget it, you come in first and then we can talk."

"...So, is the old injury recurring?" Hashirama sat on the tatami, smiled wryly, and said, "It must be the injury left by Higama. Sorry, Mana."

"There's nothing to apologize for." Mana didn't care, "On the battlefield, you die or I live. I understand the truth."

"Stop talking about Hashirama," Madara said, "you should hurry up and see how Mana's injury is."

Ever since Hashirama met Madara just now, the other party's brows have not been stretched.Hashirama will not miss the tension of his friend's impatience, let alone expose it.But he looked at Mana in a bit of embarrassment, and then hesitantly said to Madara: "Although my medical ninjutsu is not bad, I still need to do a comprehensive examination for internal injuries like this. Mana..."

Madara was startled for a moment, then understood, and said with a dark face: "Don't even think about it!"

Seeing his friend's face as dark as a pan, Hashirama lowered his head in depression, and said in a low voice, "I didn't say I wanted to check it myself... No, it really is because my words are too misleading..."

A purple-black mysterious cloud descended on him, and there seemed to be faint shadows of mushrooms on the floor...

"Hey Hashirama, now is not the time to be depressed!! And you don't grow mushrooms in my parents!!" Madara almost jumped up, and then turned her head and said to Mana very seriously, "Don't worry, Mana, I won't let this Some kind of weird guy approached you."

"Ah, have I become a 'strange guy', can't get close to other people..."

Overcast and cloudy.

Mushroom mushrooms.

Mana: "...=="

Seeing these two guys whose painting style would suddenly turn into a kindergarten kid as long as they stay together, Mana chose to maintain her own painting style, and asked Hashirama: "So, do the Senju Clan have female medical ninjas?"

"That's what I actually want to say!" Hashirama lifted her head, the gloomy air around her was swept away, and she smiled all over her face, "My wife, Mito, is a brilliant medical ninja! And her medical level is far above mine. !"

Speaking of Madam, little flowers of happiness are about to appear in Hashirama's eyes.

"...Let's go, Mana." Madara turned his head so that the black one would leave his sight, stood up and stretched out his hand to Mana.

It's just standing up, where is the need to pull it?

But seeing the other party's serious expression, Mana just put her hand on it with a smile, and let him pull herself up, holding his slightly callused hand, and she couldn't bear to let go.Madara glanced at Hashirama, and wanted to withdraw his hand a little unnaturally, but under Mana's innocent eyes, he still clenched that slender palm tightly.

Obviously they are people who are familiar with each other, but after the sudden confession, each of them seems to have seen something new from each other, and they always want to get closer.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough—" Hashirama stood up coughing loudly, intentionally interrupting the two people who were acting like no one else, and managed to get a gloomy stare from his friend, "Then let's go find Mito now!"

It was only then that Mana came to her senses, and said in surprise, "Now? It's always rude to come to the door empty-handed like this. Then I'll go and prepare a gift."

"Ah?" Hashirama was taken aback, "It's okay, Mito won't care about these..."

"No way," Mana had already walked to the door at this time, turned around and smiled, "It's better to be more serious when visiting for the first time. Right, Brother Madara?"

"Well, let's go." Madara said.

In Hashirama's eyes, Madara almost wrote "everything you said is right" on his face.

Hashirama looked at Madara jealously, and said quietly: "It's so kind, Madara, Mana is so gentle to you..."

Madara looked at him coolly: "Isn't Mito gentle with you?"

Immediately came to mind the lady in kimono, long red hair tied into a double bun, decorated with seal runes, the gentle smile on her face from time to time, and the terrifying... no no no , is the iron fist of love...

The corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and Hashirama firmly denied it: "No! Mito is very gentle! He never beat me up!"

His eyes shone with a fearless gleam.

"Sure enough, you have been beaten, Hashirama." Madara pointed out calmly.

Looking at his friend's seemingly indifferent but complacent eyes, Hashirama suddenly showed a smirk (?), leaned over and bumped Madara with his elbow, and asked, "Madara..."

Madara looked at him warily, "Why?"

"You and Mana..." Hashirama's expression was full of meaning, "You used to say that you regarded her as your sister, right?"

To actually treat his own sister... What a beast, a beast.

Madara, who understood the look, pointed at Hashirama: "Are you looking for a fight? Hashirama! Take back that look! Mana is not my real sister, what should I do if I marry her!!"

"Are you all married?!" Hashirama stared in disbelief.

#God, I got married so quietly, I can’t see that you are actually this kind of Uchiha#

"...cough," Banana suddenly calmed down from the frantic state, and turned his eyes away to forcefully calm down, "No, I haven't told her yet."

In fact, before this, he never thought that they could have such a development before.All he thought about was to protect Mana, just like protecting Quanna and his clan.However, if Mana is willing, if she is willing, in fact...

"Madara," Hashirama keenly noticed the fluttering eyes of his friend, and said in a deep tone, "I didn't expect you to blush..."

"Shut up Hashirama!" Madara has never felt that this Kuri Nagao is so sloppy!

No, in fact, he has always been so stingy!

"Hahaha, don't be shy," Hashirama patted his friend's shoulder and laughed, "This is a good thing, Madara! Congratulations, remember to call me when you get married!"

"Seeing you like this, I always feel that I don't want to call you at all!"

That's what he said, but the smile still trickled out of his eyes.

Although Uchiha and Senju have been in love and killing each other for so many years, Madara and Mana are indeed meeting Mito for the first time.

Mito is a very dignified lady, with red hair and green eyes, and a gentle expression.After learning about Madara and Mana's intentions, he agreed without hesitation, and immediately took Mana to the special medical room.

"Is the injury two and a half years ago?" Mito changed from the elegant but inconvenient kimono, put on gloves, and transformed into a neat and calm female doctor in an instant, "Where is the wound?"

Mana lay on the bed, feeling Mito's hand gently pressing on the old wound on her back.Her chakra is just like her person, warm and gentle, quietly invading the body without causing any discomfort.

"Yes, from the left rear all the way to the right chest." Mana rested her chin on the pillow, remembering the sinister situation back then.

Quan Nai was much younger and frivolous two years earlier than she is now.That time, he was so red-eyed on the battlefield, and suddenly felt that the armor on his body was too heavy to affect his speed, so he dared to directly cut off the armor and threw it aside, and then continued to fight against Feijian.You must know that his elder brother needs to concentrate on fighting against Hashirama. Mana has always been responsible for taking care of other Uchiha fighters, and is a mobile and flexible type.Back then, it was pure luck that Mana happened to pass by Quanna's battlefield, and was naturally more sensitive to time-space fluctuations, so he was able to take that knife for Quanna under the Fei Lei Shen Zan Slash, which belongs to the time-space ninjutsu.Since then, Quanna has grown much more mature all of a sudden.

"Oh!" Suddenly, a burst of pain came from the chest, and Mana couldn't help but groan.

"Hmm..." Mito pondered for a while, "Mana, I need to do an in-depth examination for you. If it goes well, I can try a treatment today. But I need a general anesthesia first. Do you believe me?"

Mana froze for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Then, can it be cured?"

She was somewhat surprised.After all, the best medical ninja in the Uchiha clan tried his best to save his own life.

"No, it's hard to say right now. The specific situation needs to be checked in detail before we can confirm it. But..." Mito paused and apologized a bit, "It may not be possible to fully recover."

"It's amazing enough that it can be cured." Mana shook her head and said with a smile, lying on the pillow again, "Of course I trust the doctor. Thank you very much, Mito."

This is a very good doctor, Mana thought, and he seemed to be a good match for Hashirama.

"Then it begins."

Consciousness is gradually invaded by darkness.

Mana closed her eyes.

It was almost dusk when Madara saw Mana again.

She lay quietly on the bed, with her hands crossed under her face, her face turned to the right, she looked a little pale, her brows were furrowed, her mouth was also pursed, and the already pale blood looked thinner.

She doesn't look well.

"The effect of the anesthesia hasn't passed yet, and I guess I'll wake up in another 10 minutes or so." Mito was quite considerate of his mood, and unlike others, he didn't realize it the first time he saw this cold-faced man. I will stay away and just explain softly, "The good news is that I originally thought that Mana would not be able to return to her pre-injury state, but I didn't expect her physical fitness and chakra to be much superior to ordinary ninjas, so after four to five After just one treatment, he can basically recover completely. I think that this child may have the blood of the Uzumaki clan."

The red-haired medical ninja smiled softly, with a hint of intimacy in his expression.

"'Basic'...?" Madara looked away from Mana and looked at Mito inquiringly.

"Yes, after all, it's the internal organs that have received such a huge trauma, and it's been a long time, so..." Her eyes showed the sincere apology that is unique to a healer, "For Huo Dun, it's better to use it or not. good."

As we all know, the Uchiha clan is best at fire escape ninjutsu.

"So, there will be no danger to life, right?" Madara didn't care about that.

"Don't worry, it won't happen." Mito said firmly.

"Well, let me say that my wife's medical ninjutsu is very good!" Hashirama grabbed Mito's shoulders and showed off to his friend.

Before the other party could answer, Mito turned his head to her husband and said with a gentle smile, "Hashirama, keep your voice down, or you will disturb the patient."

Those sparkling green eyes are really gentle.

Hashirama lowered his head, and the purple-black cloud appeared beside him again.

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

Madara was not in the mood to care about him at the moment, leaned over and hugged Mana, carefully resting her head in his arms, raised her head and nodded to Mito, saying: "Mito, thank you."

He is not good at this kind of scene, and his expressions and words are a bit unapproachable and unreasonable, but Mito did not miss the sincerity in this man's eyes and his tenderness to the person in his arms.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do as a doctor." Mito's smile suddenly widened, "Besides, I can't refuse my husband's best friend's request."

She has the same enthusiasm and warmth as Hashirama, which makes people feel very cordial.

"...Thank you, Hashirama." Madara looked at her close friend, with a slight smile on her lips.

"As a friend, this is what I should do." Hashirama said straightforwardly.

"Then, I'll take Mana back first." Madara said no more and was about to leave.

"Brother, sister-in-law." A somewhat heroic voice sounded, and a young man with short silver hair and red marks on his face appeared at the door.

"Ah, Tobima, you're back." Hashirama looked at his younger brother, and then carefully glanced at Madara who was expressionless.

Mito smiled and nodded to Tomona.

The silver-haired young man walked over. For some reason, his body was a little dirty, his snow-white fur collar was also covered with dust, and his soft long hair looked wobbly, as if caused by several rolls on the ground.

He took a few glances at Madara who was standing on the side, and saw Mana in his arms froze, then looked away.

"Sure enough, I didn't feel wrong, it was Madara and Mana." He said, his voice was still indifferent to Uchipote.

It was probably the first time for Mito to see the bold and enthusiastic Tomama with such a cold look, so he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

But Hashirama, who is much more familiar with Togama, notices sensitively that Togama no longer seems to be the same as before, and when he sees Madara, he is sending out warning signals all over his body.

He touched his chin.

"Farewell." Madara looked at the culprit, tightened his grip on the person in his arms, and disappeared without saying a word.

Toboma looked at the place where he disappeared and frowned.

"Tobima, what happened to you outside today?" Hashirama said suddenly.

"...No," Fei Jian retracted his gaze and repeated again, "It's nothing, big brother."

small theater:

Hashirama patted his head, looked at the boy's back and smiled helplessly, and said to himself: "Oh, the younger brothers really make the older brothers worry about existence."

Tobima (excitedly): Big brother, do you have the nerve to say such a thing!Who am I planning, working hard and devoting myself to? !

Madara (disgusted face): Don't talk nonsense, Quanna never makes me worry.

Mana (lips curled): I think I'm quite worried about him.

Quan Nai (fried hair): Have you done other things besides bullying me!