Konoha Qiweiju

The drink slowly flowed down Tobirama's neck.

The Adam's apple rolled and he kept swallowing the drink.

Zhen Xiu doesn't quite understand why Tobirama is so excited at this moment.

To the point of losing control.

Is it just because Hashirama and Madara are about to end?

There is a kind of wine called drunken life, dream and death.

Drink it and you will be able to forget the past.

But I can definitely forget what happened at this moment.

Because I was drunk, I couldn't remember anything.

It just takes people wanting to get drunk.

He looked at Tobirama, who was lying on the table and already asleep.

For a moment, Shinshu didn't know what kind of stimulus the Ninja World's No. 1 Speed ​​​​had received.

It was the pressure over the years that allowed him to relax a little now.

The matter between Hashirama and Madara had been pressed for too long, which made him, an outsider, feel relieved.

Or maybe there are other reasons.

True cultivators will not know these things.

Because Tobirama won't tell.

Ignoring the drunken Tobirama, Shinsu jumped onto the roof of Shichimiju and looked into the distance.

As far as the border of the Fire Nation.

There, a big battle is taking place.

The true cultivator stood on the roof for a long time.

That night, he thought a lot, but no one knew what he was thinking.

Three days later.

Hashirama is back.

That was the first time that a true cultivator saw Hashirama in such a miserable state.

The clothes are ragged and the face is gray.

The first thing I did when I came back was to find Mito.

After some discussion, the first Nine-Tails Jinchuuriki was born.

Although Hashirama won this battle, he was also injured.

What is hurt is not the body, but the heart.

Having killed his best friend with his own hands, Hashirama's mind was severely damaged.

He knew that his life would not last long.

No more than six years at most.

And after he left, Konoha was the one he couldn't let go of the most.

A force is needed to protect Konoha.

The Nine-Tails Jinchuuriki is the best way.

Qiweiju.

"Brother Tobirama, where is Madara's body?"

"My eldest brother said he was buried, but he didn't tell me the specific address. Maybe he was afraid that I would use his body for experiments."

True cultivation of silence.

Perhaps Madara was aware of this and dared to use Izanagi to fake death.

It is undeniable that Madara did lose this battle.

As of their lifetimes, Madara and Hashirama were not actually evenly matched, but completely defeated.

A fight that is indistinguishable and in which both sides win or lose is called a 50-50 draw.

And every time there is a close fight, Hashirama wins in the end, so it’s not called a 50-50 draw.

But Hashirama is the winner against Madara.

Tobirama saw this very clearly, so he didn't go to help before, but he was sure that Hashirama would definitely win.

Even Hashirama and Madara were reincarnated in the dirt.

One is Hashirama, who only used White Zetsu as a sacrifice, and the other is Madara who used Kabuto's specially enhanced version of White Zetsu as a sacrifice.

The two of them couldn't tell the difference between victory and defeat.

To put it simply, even if the two people have the same strength in reincarnation and recovery.

The explosive power of Madara who obtained the Samsara Eye is similar to Hashirama, which also shows that Madara under the Eternal Eye is not Hashirama's opponent.

Of course, there is also the simplest explanation.

If Madara could win this battle, there would be no need to use Izanagi to pretend to be dead.

He can do whatever he wants by killing Hashirama.

He has Hashirama cells, and he also has the nine tailed beasts.

As for other people, they are not his opponents at all, and he will not have any scruples.

It was precisely because he couldn't defeat Hashirama that the following story emerged.

Now Madara may have been resurrected by Izanagi, hiding in a corner of the ninja world, and began to study Hashirama cells.

Therefore, Zhen Xiu does not intend to talk about this matter.

Because it's no longer necessary.

If you say so, it will only cause them more trouble.

Of course, the true cultivator didn't know that Hashirama was guilt-stricken because of Madara's death, and eventually died.

If he knew this, maybe he would say it.

But life often has these mistakes.

For a month after Madara's death, Hashirama was always alone in his room, doing nothing.

The position of Hokage of Konoha was also officially transferred to Tobirama.

The second generation Hokage officially takes office.

And this is something that everyone has already acquiesced to.

After all, over the years, almost all of Konoha's government decrees have a shadow from Tobirama.

Tobirama does have this ability.

It's early morning again.

Zhenxiu waited for the next diner to come to Qiweiju.

Jingle Bell!

The wind chime at the door made a crisp sound when the door was pushed open.

somebody is coming.

"Brother-in-law?"

Shinshu was a little surprised, but he didn't expect it to be Hashirama, whom he hadn't seen for a month.

he came.

It's just that he is a little different from before.

driven to distraction.

These four words are perfect to describe Hashirama.

"Zhenxiu, I want to eat something."

Hashirama sat on the chair dully and whispered.

"What to eat?"

“Barbecued pork rice…”

After hearing this, Zhen Xiu sighed silently in his heart.

Two minutes later.

It’s still the steaming, ecstatic rice.

Hashirama's lifeless eyes lit up with a faint light when he saw the bowl of barbecued pork rice.

Picking up the chopsticks and taking a few bites, a tear fell from the corner of his left eye.

"I kind of understand why Madara likes to eat this."

Hashirama took two more mouthfuls and swallowed everything in the bowl.

The teardrops in the corners of my eyes have long since disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

"Brother-in-law..."

Zhen Xiu wanted to comfort him, but Hashirama said with a smile: "I'm fine. I just suddenly remembered a lot of things from the past. Madara and I were only twelve years old when we met. At that time, we didn't know each other's identities and practiced together.

, played together, and vowed to create a peaceful era and build a village like Konoha. But one day..."

Tonight, Hashirama seemed to have opened up a chat box, and kept talking about the past and Madara.

From the time they met, to their separation, and finally to the creation of Konoha, to the final confrontation of life and death.

"Madara said that I had gone astray and gave up my original intention of establishing the village for the sake of the village. During this period of time, I was wondering if it was just like what he said. I took a different path for the sake of the village.

Is this good or bad? My hands killed my best friend for the sake of the village. But the original purpose of establishing the village was to protect these people..."

Hashirama was a little confused.

Madara's words before his death kept echoing in his mind.

He couldn't forget it, and he couldn't figure it out.

Can a village and friends really not have both?

"The world is safe and sound."

Hashirama was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhenxiu.

"Brother-in-law. We weigh the pros and cons, part ways, and between choices, we will always take some things that we think are important and give up some things that we think are not that important. There is no right or wrong, only what you want or don't want. Today's Konoha

, are moving in the direction you want. But this direction can only be controlled by yourself."