Chapter 056: Hashirama’s Siblings Are All Monsters

Chapter 056: Hashirama's Siblings Are All Monsters

Uchiha Madara had followed Uchiha Yuki's footsteps, sneaking over quietly.

He hadn't alerted Uchiha Yuki because he wanted to see what she was up to.

Madara remained calm and observed the entire scene.

The combat form of Senju Wakama felt somewhat familiar to Madara, and it involuntarily reminded him of Hashirama's terrifying younger sister.

Madara remembered that Hashirama had four brothers and one sister.

The Senju siblings were all monsters, except for Hashirama, who at least appeared somewhat normal.

Of course, Hashirama only looked normal strictly speaking, he was also a monster…

Among Hashirama's siblings, Madara had only ever met his sister and now this younger brother, Wakama.

Just Tsukuyo and Wakama alone were enough to make Madara feel immense pressure.

It was hard to imagine what kind of monstrous lineup the Uchiha clan would have to face in the future when dealing with the Senju.

God-like opponents, truly despair-inducing.

Fortunately, neither Tsukuyo nor this Senju Wakama seemed to harbor any particularly severe hostility toward the Uchiha clan.

Moreover, Tsukuyo had explicitly expressed her hope for reconciliation between the Senju and Uchiha clans, and Hashirama shared the same sentiment.

It was for this reason that the three of them had become inseparable friends, though their friendship was something they couldn't openly discuss.

But… was such a thing even possible?

"Heh~" Wakama's voice was filled with amusement. "Madara, the opposite of love isn't hate it's indifference. In a way, your dislike for Tsukuyo is just another form of affection."

"Nonsense," Madara snorted coldly.

Despite his words, Madara didn't vehemently deny Wakama's statement.

This was…subtle.

Wakama narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke with a serious tone, "Let me give you some sincere advice, Madara. Don't fall for my sister. It'll only bring you misfortune."

Because Tsukuyo was actually a man…

Madara retorted without backing down, "Don't worry. I'd like to live a few more years."

"Ah, Tsukuyo loves it when you act tough like this. Be careful, or she might sneak into your bed in the middle of the night to scare you," Wakama said with a mischievous grin.

At these words, Madara's eyes darted around, as if searching for Tsukuyo's presence.

Wakama noticed this and thought to himself, You're actually looking forward to it, aren't you?

Without needing to say much more, Wakama had already figured it out. He didn't press the matter, simply smiling and saying, "I'm just joking. She's not here. You should head back now. Take care, and I won't see you off."

With that, Wakama fell silent.

Madara glanced at Uchiha Yuki, signaling for her to leave.

Yuki silently obeyed, and the two of them vanished from the courtyard where Wakama was staying.

Wakama didn't concern himself with how Madara might interrogate Yuki later, nor did he care about the emotional wounds Yuki had just suffered from their encounter.

Trespassing into his private domain without reason getting off with just a few emotional scars was a light punishment, even if she was a girl.

In the days that followed, the Senju clan continued to carry out their missions as usual.

The Uchiha clan, on the other hand, had been sent by Fujiwara Tomooki to counterbalance the Senju.

After all, the two clans were evenly matched.

Fujiwara Tomooki wouldn't openly state his intentions, but both Wakama and Madara, as leaders, understood the underlying dynamics.

After the first day of massage therapy, Fujiwara Tomooki would likely experience some pain.

During the two-day break in the therapy, Wakama would play a crucial role. Under the guise of checking Fujiwara Tomooki's pulse, he would use the "Art of Dexterity" to secretly administer a painkiller.

This medicine could only be taken once a day.

Additionally, when the medicine's effects wore off, Wakama would need to reassure Fujiwara Tomooki, explaining that the treatment worked by breaking down the damaged areas so they could heal properly. The Senju's medicinal herbs, he claimed, would infuse the body with vitality, rejuvenating the patient.

Since neither Fujiwara Tomooki nor the observing Uchiha clan members understood the details, Wakama could spin the story however he wanted.

Given the hefty commission, Wakama had to patiently provide psychological counseling to Fujiwara Tomooki, the regent of the Land of Fire.

Meanwhile, Tsukuyo would sneak into Fujiwara Tomooki's room on the third night to personally check his pulse and prescribe medicine based on his actual condition.

This process would continue until the entire treatment was complete.

Fujiwara Tomooki's chronic pain would disappear, and his lost energy would return.

Fujiwara Tomooki would be left with the impression that the Senju clan could heal him without the need for medication, making the money well spent.

A month later…

The Senju clan's healing commission was complete, but Fujiwara Tomooki was left wanting more.

"…Ten medical commissions, and just like that, it's over. Time really flies," Fujiwara Tomooki remarked after his final session, changing into clean clothes as he watched the Senju clan members pack up the used bottles and jars.

"It was our pleasure to serve you, Lord Fujiwara Tomooki. How do you feel after the full course of treatment?" Wakama asked with a polite smile.

At the same time, Wakama lowered his gaze, hiding his true thoughts.

Over the past month, Tsukuyo had been steadily adding to Fujiwara Tomooki's medical records.

The old man, who had spent most of his life wielding power in the Land of Fire, was riddled with ailments diabetes, high blood pressure, kidney stones, muscle strain, lymph node issues… and… well…

"I feel excellent. It's been a long time since I've felt this light and refreshed," Fujiwara Tomooki sighed. "What were the details about renewing the contract?"

"You're one of our valued clients," Wakama replied, his smile unwavering. "If you renew all the original services, we'll offer you a discount. Additionally, we'll include three complimentary passes to the Senju clan's hot spring therapy. You can come to our clan's territory to experience our wellness services."

"Can't you set up the facilities here? Do I really need to go there myself?" Fujiwara Tomooki asked, slightly displeased as he glanced at Wakama.

Wakama maintained his smile. "Lord Fujiwara Tomooki, the hot springs are infused with the Senju clan's chakra. They're incomparable to any temporary setup."

The term "Wood Release chakra" had become a frequent topic in Fujiwara Tomooki's conversations lately.

Wakama had repeatedly emphasized that all the herbs they used were cultivated using Wood Release, and the Senju clan's territory was perpetually enhanced by it, making it brim with "vitality." Wealthy nobles were welcome to come and experience it as long as they had the money, everything else could be arranged.

Of course, this was all a load of nonsense.

But after a month of noticeable "results," even if Fujiwara Tomooki secretly wanted to destroy the Senju clan, he would hold back.

The Senju had become his weapon for longevity. As long as he lived longer, he could maintain his grip on power, and his family would continue to thrive.

However, Wakama had also made it clear from the beginning that humans were still bound by the natural laws of life, aging, illness, and death. The Senju weren't gods and couldn't grant immortality, but they could do their best to extend his lifespan.

What Fujiwara Tomooki didn't know was that, with proper care, a normal person could live to be a hundred years old.

It was just that, in this era of limited medical resources, the average lifespan was much shorter.

It was a mix of deception and truth but not entirely a lie.

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