Chapter 13. There's Still a Lot of Time Left!

[V2] - Chapter 13. There's Still a Lot of Time Left!

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"Madara-chan~, mop the floor over there!"

Bang!

"Madara-chan~, your work attitude is no good! Got something on your mind? Come, talk to your supervisor."

Bang!

"Madara-chan~, get me a cup of tea!!"

Bang!

"Madara-chan~"

"Madara-chan~"

"Madara-chan~"

Bang!!!

Uchiha Madara's face instantly turned dark. He threw down the work in his hand and glared at the smugly seated Senju Tobirama beside him. "That's enough, Senju Tobirama! I am Uchiha Madara!"

He, Uchiha Madara…

Had fought heaven, earth, and the entire Ninja World. He was unrivaled across the Ninja World. He was only defeated twice, and even then, only by Senju Hashirama.

But that final loss… was intentional!

That's right!

He did it totally on purpose!

To welcome a new Ninja World, to usher in peace, he deliberately lost to Hashirama. He then went into hiding, plotting the earth-shaking Infinite Tsukuyomi to achieve true peace and make Hashirama finally bow in defeat!

However—

The plan was perfect!

So why… why did things turn out like this?

Where was his will—Black Zetsu?

Where was his underling—White Zetsu?

Why was it that monkey's student who resurrected him? And even if he was revived…

Why did he, Uchiha Madara, have to do this kind of thing here now?

He'd rather be mind-controlled into starting a war than end up doing this pointless labor, all day from morning till night, nonstop.

And then he looked at Senju Hashirama… sitting there playing on the computer and Senju Tobirama… strutting around, acting like a big shot.

That bastard was definitely doing it on purpose.

You have to know that Impure World Reincarnation forcibly controls the revived body—whatever you're told to do, your body just does it.

Yet this abominable Senju Tobirama still deliberately yells at him all day long, which is absolutely infuriating!

"Such an evil guy actually appeared in the Ninja World!" Madara glared coldly at the ever-smiling Orochimaru and snorted. "As expected… the Ninja World has already rotted."

"…"

Orochimaru's mouth twitched.

He wasn't the one ordering Madara around all day~!

But thinking about it… he let out a calm chuckle and ignored it.

What did any of this have to do with him, Orochimaru?

However—

"Hey, hey! Who told you to stop?!" Senju Tobirama picked up the hot tea Madara had poured and used the towel Madara handed him to wipe his mouth.

Satisfying!

It feels utterly satisfying!

Indeed—taking this Workshop Supervisor job from Orochimaru was the right choice!

With a smile, he looked at the scowling Madara, pointed to the nameplate on his chest, and said, "Hurry up and get back to work! Do you want me to deduct your pay?"

"You never paid me in the first place!"

"How dare you talk back!"

"…" Uchiha Madara raised an eyebrow and stared coldly at Tobirama, clenched his fist, and swore in his heart: [When I truly return one day, I'll make you pour tea and mop floors! Damn you, Senju Tobirama!]

"Don't be like that, Tobirama~" Senju Hashirama, who'd been watching, couldn't take it anymore. He tugged at Tobirama's sleeve. "Madara is still our partner, after all!"

"You still have the right to say that?!" Tobirama rolled his eyes at his older brother and snapped, "Think about it! Who's the one busting his back doing research while you just sit there playing computer games?! You—go get me some tea!"

"…" Hashirama scratched his head with an awkward smile, "My bad, I know I messed up! But…" He looked at Tobirama earnestly. "Do you still remember those old days? The hatred between the Senju and Uchiha clans ended with our generation, didn't it? Madara helped us create Konoha back then."

He let out a long, nostalgic sigh. "Looking back… it really was me who wronged him. Tobirama, don't drown yourself in hatred anymore…"

As soon as he finished speaking, Senju Tobirama raised an eyebrow and looked at his elder brother with clear suspicion. "…You're not seriously planning to make me work to support you two freeloaders, are you?!"

"No! No!" Senju Hashirama quickly shook his head, speaking righteously, "How could I, as a big brother, possibly let you do something like that, Tobirama?" He raised his hand. "I swear!"

"As long as you're not, then fine." Tobirama chose to believe his big brother once more, blew a breath of air on the nameplate on his chest and said, "You should know, this workshop supervisor position cost me a fortune!"

Yes.

He did get it on purpose!

So what!?

However—

Before he could go back to show it off over Uchiha Madara and shout at him to work—

"Sigh~"

His elder brother let out a long sigh again, tilted his head at a 45-degree angle, and raised it with emotion in his eyes. "Actually… I just wanted Madara to see this peaceful Ninja World. After all, we're already dead. Being able to witness a world full of laughter together with Madara has always been my dream. I even planned to show him the Ninja Football Cup when it begins, let him see the grand spectacle of the Ninja World… but since you won't allow it, Tobirama… sigh~"

He lowered his head in disappointment and continued typing at the keyboard. "Forget it then! It's all big brother's fault… all because I wasn't a good enough First Hokage… everything…"

Before he could finish—

"Stop!" Tobirama's face darkened as he looked at his big brother putting on that tragically aggrieved expression, then glanced at Madara, who was coldly staring at him from the side.

He remembered…

After the Battle at the Valley of the End, his brother, due to unresolved feelings, eventually passed away.

He died with regret.

His big brother—

He had dedicated his entire life to the Senju clan, to Konoha. And now, seeing this evil Uchiha Madara again… wasn't it, in a way, fulfilling that long-held regret?

Tobirama's face flickered with mixed emotions as he stared at his brother's lonely back while he typed away. Finally, he let out a sigh and coldly snorted, "Fine—just these next few days! If you want to see the Ninja World, then see it quickly! No more gaming, and I'm not recharging another 648 for you! Remember, I don't get paid either! And once the Ninja Football Cup is over…"

He stared at Uchiha Madara. "This guy is going straight back to work! Factory labor. 007 schedule. No rest! No pay!"

As soon as he said that—

Hashirama's face lit up with joy and he immediately pulled the cold-faced Madara over. "Madara! Come! Come here! Look! I wasn't wrong! You were! I won! Madara!"

"Hmph! Rotten Konoha! Evil that feeds on the ashes of the dead! Even in death, I'm summoned back to do labor!" Madara shot a sideways glance at Tobirama, showing no intention of appreciating his 'kindness.' Then turned to Hashirama, eyes firm and imposing, "The one who won… was me, Hashirama!"

"You still won't admit it? Come on! Look at this! You should know, your clansmen are participating too! Oh yeah, last time I saw one of your clansmen—Uchiha Obito, he…" He paused briefly. "He's quite impressive! He even awakened the Mangekyo."

"…"

Uchiha Madara's eyebrow twitched.

Right now—

That was the last name he wanted to hear.

But under Hashirama's urging, even as his mouth said "No, no," his body still honestly walked over. Then, with a thud, he bumped Tobirama aside and took his seat.

"Hmph! It's not that I wanted to look! You just begged me to, that's all!"

"Haha! You're still the same as ever, Madara!"

And just like that—

The two of them chatted happily, as if no one else existed.

On the side, Tobirama, who had been pushed away, watched this scene with a blackened face. Finally, seeing his brother's heartfelt smile… he let out a sigh inside, opened his mouth, but said nothing in the end and just gave Madara a cold glance.

[Hmph… there is still a lot of time left!]

He was definitely going to make that evil Uchiha learn what it really meant to be a workshop supervisor!

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