Naruto: Starting from the Double Kamui

In the neighborhood, people are recuperating and healing the physical and mental wounds caused by the battle with Dragon Style.

Madara is a man with a strong sense of self-esteem, but his proud pupil magic was used by his enemies, causing irreversible consequences!

Ubichi died precisely under Madara's divine light.

This devastated Madara so much that he locked himself in his room for several months after waking up.

Hashirama is the person who knows him best. He knows that what Madara needs is not comfort, but precipitation and reflection!

He will get through it on his own and move forward even stronger!

Creak!

On this day, the door that had been closed for a long time finally opened.

Waiting between the pillars in the courtyard, he stood up and walked forward quickly.

Madara stepped out of the door, his expression returned to its previous stern expression. He raised his hand to cover his right eye and said to Hashirama: "I sealed the divine photo."

"..." Hashirama was stunned for a moment, then calmly waited for Madara's next words.

Madara said: "Relying too much on this kind of pupil technique that requires luck will only degrade my fighting instinct and turn me into a useless person who can only use divine lighting when facing strong enemies!"

He slowly lowered his right hand and clenched it hard, with murderous intent in his words.

"Also, that black Zetsu is said to be the will of Tachimo. I don't know what Tachimo is, but I, Madara, swear to cut him into pieces!"

Hashirama patted Madara's shoulder and said excitedly: "Ah, I will crush this humiliation with you!"

Madara said seriously: "How is Obito?"

Hashirama said: "I have suffered some hardships, but everything is going well. I am just waiting for the day when the fruits will be harvested."

Madara's eyes darkened slightly: Huh... The harvest of fruits means that guy is coming back. After spending hundreds of years in that place, his strength should be different.

He raised his gaze and said fiercely: "Hashirama, practice with me!"

Hashirama cheered: "Okay!"

Mito and Jiri, who were watching this scene not far away, felt melancholy.

Zhili: "It seems that our worries are unnecessary."

Mito: "Who wouldn't say it?"

…

Tsunade was also having a hard time. His lover, Jiraiya, was kidnapped by the god and brought back to the enemy's lair.

After she intercepted the fragments of the comet, she fell into a coma from exhaustion and did not witness the subsequent scene with her own eyes... which was a blessing among misfortunes.

After Tsunade woke up, she still heard the news from her daughter Youmeng.

To Tsunade's surprise, this time Youmu was not as depressed as before, at least on the surface.

But Mo Ruomu, the beloved daughter, still understood Youmeng's thoughts.

She hid her sadness deep in her heart and didn't want to worry herself...

Tsunade looked at the sunset and murmured: "Jiraiya, you have been burdened with too much in this life. You should have lived a stable life, but you have been in jail many times. This catastrophe once again proved Uchiha Yu's foresight.

, you must live, even if you endure all kinds of hardships, you must live tenaciously. When our family is reunited, it will be a time of peace in the world..."

…

Xiao Tatsumaki has been in a deep sleep since she joined the war and has not woken up yet. This transformation has consumed too much of her energy.

Keerduo stays by the bedside every day.

"Hanamaki, I heard from the adults that you were a very powerful girl in your previous life. You escaped here because you didn't want to be associated with bad people. That's probably why you stood up before..."

Looking at Xiao Tatsumaki's peaceful sleeping face, Ke'erduo's little face turned red.

"Really, I wish you could be so quiet on weekdays..."

She couldn't help but hugged Tatsumaki's little head, and touched the horns of her hair with her little hands.

"Hehe... I always wanted to touch Hanamaki's corners before, but she wouldn't let me. Now that these are done, you can touch them as you like."

Her face turned red and her heart beat. She closed her eyes and sniffed carefully: "Well, it's thick, hard, and... it smells good."

"By the way, if you turn over while sleeping like this, won't your head be separated?"

"Jiejie..."

Little Tatsumaki turned over in his sleep and hugged Kerduo into his arms.

"Eh?" Ke'erduo's beautiful face turned pale, and her little face immediately heated up, almost burning.

"There's really nothing I can do about you..."

…

With all kinds of thoughts intertwined, two weeks have passed...

On this day, Amado came to Yu with his research results.