Chapter 312 : Uchiha Madara's Review!!

"You can't cut him."

Hashirama didn't pry open Madara's hand; instead, he began explaining the differences between worlds.

When Madara heard that the voice from the light screen belonged to someone from another world, he didn't believe it at all.

He turned his head and looked at Tobirama, who was secretly watching him and Hashirama.

"Tobirama, is your older brother out of his mind?"

"Probably not."

"Then why is he talking nonsense? Saying that person is from another world?"

"Oh, you mean that? Big brother isn't talking nonsense. The person named 'Hayashi Sora' is really not from our ninja world."

"Huh?"

Madara looked at the Senju brothers with pity and lightly shook his head. "It seems like both of you brothers are crazy, just talking nonsense."

"Fine, think of us as crazy."

Tobirama knew Madara was stubborn, so he didn't explain much. Instead, he pointed at the light screen and said, "The screen is reviewing your life. Aren't you going to see if it's accurate?"

"Hmph, I'll watch it even without you telling me."

[Madara, who had been building up his story for a long time, only made his grand entrance later in the plot. His life story was almost on par with the main character, and he exuded an aura of invincibility. To add a side note, this only happens when Hashirama isn't around.]

[From the moment Madara's story joined Hashirama's, Madara headed towards a path where he would never turn back, becoming invincible in his own right.]

[Though both are invincible, Madara's style utterly crushes the other's.]

[Madara's life could be said to start from the point where his brothers were picked off by the Senju one by one.]

[Because Madara and Hashirama were absurd brothers in their past lives.]

[They swore before death to reincarnate, loving and killing each other for generations.]

On the light screen, Ashura led a group, confronting Indra.

Below the light screen, although Madara and Hashirama didn't quite understand what the people above were doing, they could tell that the atmosphere between the two sides was very tense.

"Hmph, what nonsense. I was brothers with him in a past life? What a joke."

Madara, with a proud attitude, crossed his arms, looking at Hashirama with disdain.

Hashirama, on the other hand, was different. He scratched his head and laughed exaggeratedly.

"Madara, did you see that? We were real brothers in our past lives~"

While talking, he kept nudging Madara.

"What brothers, what nonsense."

Madara blocked Hashirama's nudging with both hands, his disdain practically overflowing.

"I'd only think about being brothers with you if I was stuffed full. Just look at Tobirama's white hair, it's clear he's going to have a short life."

Hearing Madara mention him, Tobirama couldn't just pretend he didn't hear.

"I need to clarify something. My white hair is natural, not because of my older brother."

Tobirama spoke, and naturally, Izuna couldn't stay quiet.

He deliberately touched his own hair and said proudly, "The Uchiha clan has had thick, black hair for generations. Don't try to rub it off on me with your white hair."

"Rub what? What you're saying makes no sense."

"You arranged for someone to make a light screen, saying that my older brother and your older brother were brothers in their past lives. Isn't that rubbing it in?"

"Damn you."

Tobirama was laughing in anger. He pointed at Izuna and said, "First of all, that light screen wasn't even arranged by me. And even if I wanted to rub it in, I wouldn't be rubbing your black hair. Your thoughts are low, so don't think I'm as low as you."

After saying that, Tobirama wasn't satisfied yet. He deliberately touched his own hair and continued, "Black hair is so ordinary. The rare is valued. My white hair is much more refined than your black hair."

"Rare my ass, there are plenty of bald heads in the village. Are you planning to shave your head soon?"

"Bald heads are artificial. This is natural."

"Natural, huh? Don't make me find an opportunity. When I do, I'll definitely shave your head."

"Hmph, a defeated opponent. You were never my match before, and you're definitely not my match now."

"Despicable, cunning, and sly Senju white hair. You must have tampered with my body. Otherwise, why would my Sharingan only have one tomoe?"

He definitely hadn't tampered with it. Tobirama wasn't that petty.

However, the body Izuna was using had been hastily created to deal with Uchiha Madara. Compared to other clones, its quality was indeed much lower.

Facing Izuna's question, Tobirama was too embarrassed to say directly. He could only turn his head to the side and firmly reply, "I didn't do anything."

"Look at me when you speak, you jerk."

Compared to the intense interaction between Izuna and Tobirama, Madara and Hashirama had quieted down.

The two of them looked at each other, both feeling like something strange had happened between the two younger brothers.

"Alright, Izuna, stop making a fuss."

"Tobirama, stop messing around. Let's just watch the light screen video."

Madara and Hashirama stopped the argument between their younger brothers and refocused their attention on the light screen.

[The idea of "love and hate" might be a tragic love story if it were between a man and a woman, but when it's between brothers, it's a bit... well, the author's tastes are unclear.]

[Anyway, let's get back to the point. Madara, who was reincarnated into the Uchiha clan, gained the clan's natural ability to awaken the Sharingan.]

[As everyone knows, the Sharingan is so powerful that, besides being able to pilot a Gundam, it basically takes care of the entire show's genjutsu ceiling.]

[As the genjutsu master of Konoha, Kurenai got seriously owned by Itachi, being completely tied up. If Asuma wasn't around, this story could've taken a very... adult turn.]

[Ahem, Madara grew up during a time of chaos, with various ninja clans being hired to kill each other.

[Without his eyes opened yet, his miserable free time was spent peeing by the river and picking up stones to skip on the water.

[Then one day, he was unfortunately spotted by a kid named Hashirama, whose surname he didn't even know.

[Born into the Senju clan, Hashirama was a long-time enemy of the Uchiha clan.]

[The two met by the river every day, anonymously talking without revealing their surnames.]

[Because they shared a common understanding and pursuit of peace, their friendship grew rapidly.]

[However, not long after, their relationship was discovered by their clans.]

"Damn it, love talk."

Madara was furious again, grabbing the chair under him and throwing it at the light screen.

Unfortunately, the chair didn't hit the light screen but passed right through it.

Seeing this, Madara was ready to use ninjutsu on the light screen.

Luckily, Hashirama was quick to stop him.

If Madara had used ninjutsu, the whole office would have been destroyed.

And everyone inside, except for him, his two brothers, and Mito, would probably be injured.

After all, the scale of Madara's ninjutsu… well, those who understood knew what it meant.

"Calm down, Madara."

"I can't calm down."

Madara growled, struggling with Hashirama.

With the look on his face, it was clear that he wouldn't stop until the light screen was completely shattered.

"You can fight, but just don't use ninjutsu."

"Hah, that's what you said."

"Yes, I said it."

"Alright, then I won't use ninjutsu."

Upon hearing Madara's response, Hashirama grinned and let go of him.

Once released, Madara immediately started attacking the light screen, no matter what.

The real deal when it comes to getting hands-on.

But, it's still useless.

Even if he were to dismantle Tobirama's desk, the light screen would stay the same, completely unaffected.

A few seconds later, Madara returned to his original position, his face dark with anger.

Madara's failure to make any progress made Hashirama laugh with delight.

He shifted his seat a bit, making some space, and cheerfully said, "Madara, your chair fell apart. Want to squeeze in with me?"

".Squeeze your old man, don't come near me."

With that, Madara clapped his hands together and summoned a wooden chair, sitting down with a thud.

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