Country of Fire, Konoha Village.

Tobirama Sentete woke up early in the morning, approved the application for Konoha Hospital, and took out the documents that his brother didn't approve yesterday to fill in. He rubbed his teacup as he sat in front of the short table, pondering. He didn't have much hope for Hashirama, whose elbow was fractured. Although he also felt that Uchiha wouldn't agree to Hashirama's request, this was a face-saving project after all. Their family was also a well-known family in the ninja world, and their bottom line was high enough that it would be easier to negotiate. Who knew that Hashirama would take such drastic measures …

In the end, it wasn't Uchiha Macula.

The two of them hooked up when they were young. He heard that when he was ordered to kill the other, Uchiha Macula even awakened his Sharingan. That person fought with his brother several times on the battlefield before he succeeded as the head of the family, and he fought with all his strength. His Wood Fire Release swept half the battlefield, but when he thought about it later, he didn't know why, but he always had a subtle feeling.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. His brother paid too much attention to Uchiha Macula. Was it because he didn't have a family? Thinking of the rumors that spread between the two families, even if he always sneered at them, he couldn't help but think in that direction.

The sun was high in the sky, and the family head's room was silent. Tobirama opened the door directly, and the floor was a mess. Hashirama had already rolled from the bed to the other side of the room, hugging the quilt.

What the hell …

"Brother!"

Tobirama Sentete pulled the quilt and tried to drag him back to the bed. "It's almost noon, how long are you going to sleep?"

"… Hmm?" The effects of his hangover suddenly came back, and Hashirama stretched his hand out of the quilt, trying to grab something.

"Don't pull my pants!!!"

Tobirama Sentete dropped his bastard brother, and the heavy object fell to the ground. Hashirama rubbed his head and slowly woke up.

"Tobirama?

How did you … "

Hashirama's second-in-command knelt down and hugged his chest, and couldn't help but complain. "I told you to be careful, but you turned around and went to Uchiha Macula, and you were drunk outside. If I didn't bring you home …"

"It won't happen again, and how did you know where I was?"

"…" He wouldn't say that he found him by following the Chakra mark left behind by Uchiha Macula.

Hashirama's head. what day is today? "The memories of the past few days came back to him." Tobirama … what's today's date? "

"Six, what's wrong?"

The day he got drunk should have been the fifth, which meant that only one day had passed.

Was it a prophecy? or the future?

Hashirama didn't want to hide anything. Apart from the part about Uchiha Macula betraying Konoha, he told his brother everything about the future world in his dream. As his story gradually became complete, Tobirama Sentete's brows furrowed in contemplation.

The development of the world was in the same vein as their current era, and the many changes in the future were traceable. More importantly, his brother's brain wouldn't have been able to fill in such a detailed story.

He didn't care about the destiny that his brother had set, and both he and his brother were confident that they could change it. What he really cared about was the various changes in the future.

Tobirama Sentete suddenly became excited, and took a pen and paper from the table. "Brother, how much do you remember? Write it all down."

"Huh?"

"You've read a lot of the intelligence department's secrets, right? Write down the deployment system of Konoha first."

After decades of development, the system there would definitely be more complete and reliable, and when the time came, they would take advantage of the loopholes.

Sitting under the blanket with a pen and paper, Hashirama was a little embarrassed with his messy hair. "There's … no difference between the two sides …" It was similar to what he and Madara had discussed, and at the very least, there were some new functions in other departments.

Tobirama Sentete was shocked. "That useless!"

Since one path was blocked, he had to do something else.

"What about ninjutsu?" It couldn't be that the ninjutsu of the future generation didn't improve much, right?

"…" Hashirama said softly. "I didn't see …"

"What did you see over there?"

"The history of a big country, farming …?" Hashirama answered carefully.

Tobirama's eyes lit up. This was something that Hashirama didn't need, but farming was completely in line with the current development direction. Unlike the Uchiha's stable cloth business, the clan relied on medicine to make a name for themselves near the Fire Nation in recent years. Hashirama's products were affordable and of high quality, and they had a good reputation among the common ninjas and even some nobles. But with the establishment of Konoha, the various countries saw a new system, and they all recruited ninjas to form their own ninja villages. The circle of war inevitably shrank, and it was difficult to trade medicine on a large scale.

At this time, it was important to adapt to Hashirama's new path of specialization.

Farming was good, and food was the most important thing for the people. Since ancient times, information related to the foundation of the people's livelihood had always been covered up by the nobles. A large part of the reason why the ninjas were loyal to the Daimyo during the Warring States Period was because of this. A family always had to eat, and food cost money. If you didn't have money, how could you feed your family?

This led to an endless cycle, and the ninjas and nobles had no choice but to be bound together. The nobles who had tasted the sweetness had this consensus. Ninjas without independent production capabilities were not a threat. Even if they were powerful, they couldn't shake the foundation of the country. So on one hand, they induced the ninjas to walk the path of pure ninja, and on the other hand, they strictly prevented the ninjas from obtaining any resources related to biotechnology.

The Hashirama clan was born with a superb ability to sense plants. If they could use this to develop, not only would they be able to control the output of crops around Konoha, but they would also be able to provide jobs for most of their people. It should be noted that the requirements for cultivating crops were much lower than cultivating drugs. By then, the Hashirama clan's income would no longer only depend on one line. They would be able to control the output of drugs, and the low-end crops would be more accessible to the people. It would be mutually beneficial.

While Hashirama was busy writing, Tobirama asked his Shinobi to send over some documents that his brother needed to review.

The two of them chatted casually, and suddenly they talked about the Uzumaki clan who would be coming to visit soon.

Hashirama looked embarrassed and stopped writing. "Why are you talking about Mito again?"

Tobirama sat up straight and snorted coldly. "Brother, you're already twenty-seven years old."

Seeing that his brother was still in a daze, he couldn't help but say, "The great-grandson of the elder next door is already old enough to buy soy sauce!"

"… I'm not in a hurry."

His brother has always been as white as a sheet of paper when it comes to relationships. If it weren't for the constant urging this year, his brother wouldn't have paid attention to it at all.

Tobirama felt helpless. "Our clan leader Hashirama has always had a marriage agreement with the Uzumaki clan. This time, there may be Uzumaki Mito, the princess of the Uzumaki clan."

"You mean Mito?" Hashirama's face was distorted. "Marry me?"

"It's reasonable to say so …"

"No!

I have someone I like. "

Tobirama Sentete, who was trying to persuade his brother, realized what his brother said. His eyes widened, and the previous ominous premonition filled his mind again. "Don't tell me it's Uchiha Macula!"

Hashirama wondered. "What does it have to do with Madara?"

"Besides Uchiha Macula, tell me who else you're close to."

"It's not Madara, I've always regarded Madara as a good brother."

Tobirama sneered. "Then who do you think it is?"

It's one thing to let his imagination run wild in his mind, and it's another thing to say it out loud. Hashirama subconsciously covered his red face. He and Miss Banzi have known each other for only a day, but when he recalled the details, he had the illusion that they had known each other for many years.

Tobirama Sentete looked at his brother's head getting lower and lower, and his face getting redder and redder, and knew that something was wrong.

After gathering his emotions, Hashirama raised his head. His complexion had returned to normal, but his ears were still red. "… Uh, Tobirama, I'll only tell you this, don't tell anyone else."

This sentence was equivalent to letting everyone know immediately. Tobirama Sentete responded with a blank expression, thinking that he would inform the elders later.

Hashirama, who was immersed in his memories, said with nostalgia. "I like her … She's very gentle. The day I met her, I was holding a book and resting by a tree. The sunset was beautiful, and the wind was noisy. I don't know why, but I took a look at her, and I can't forget her."

Oh, it's evolved to the level of sweet talk.

And the whole sentence didn't mention the key points at all.

Tobirama Sentete was good at catching the key points. "What does she look like?"

"Very beautiful!"

"… Be specific, what's her hair like, her height, and what are her characteristics?"

Characteristics?

Hashirama rested his chin on one hand and thought. "Her hair is black, about waist length. She's … shorter than me by a head, about 1.7 meters. Her skin is white and beautiful, and her eyes are black and big!" There were also two shallow slits, and when she smiled, it was hard to resist kissing.

"…" Tobirama took a deep breath, and his expression was strange. "Are you sure she's not … Uchiha Macula?"

"No!

I swear to the heavens!

And she's a girl!

She's a girl! "

Oh!

She's a girl!

Tobirama Sentete felt like he was reborn. It's good that she's a girl!

Only the heavens knew how much the elders in the tribe feared that Hashirama would one day take things too hard and partner up with Uchiha Macula.

Tobirama was in a good mood, and so was Hashirama's reply.

"How old is she?"

"Twenty years old."

"How did you two meet?"

"Aren't I a teacher in Konoha over there? We met when she was picking up her child."

Tobirama Sentete didn't control his strength well, and crushed a teacup. "She's married?!"

"No, no." Hashirama waved his hand.

"She's pregnant out of wedlock?!"

"No!

That's her adopted child. "

Seems like she's a kind woman. Tobirama Sentete let out a long breath, and took down an entire page with his brother's questions and answers.

First, he was very satisfied.

Because his brother didn't like Uchiha Macula.

Second, he was very satisfied.

Because his brother liked a girl.

Third, he was very satisfied.

The quality of the girl his brother liked wasn't bad.

Tobirama Sentete kept his notes. He must tell the elders this good news.

"But … Tobirama, she's in the future Konoha …" This was the pain of a long-distance relationship.