Of course, Uchiha Shisui was not the only unlucky one.

Hashirama paced back and forth in front of the ward for nearly an hour.

That night, after he brought Banzi and Naruto back to Konoha, he happened to encounter the battle between the Anbu and Root. Hashirama, who was still in a state of emptiness, did not hold back. If it weren't for his sanity, he would have killed his own people several times.

After the battle, the Anbu finished the work in an orderly manner. Sandaime looked at him and asked him to go back to rest. When he came back to his senses, he had already returned to Banzi's shop. Banzi … No, Madara left him a key.

The room was dark, without the dim light of the past, but he knew the location of every item.

On the small blackboard hanging on the refrigerator door, he wrote down the recipes that he would decide on tomorrow. Notes were randomly placed in the notebook, which was the inspiration for his novel. The washed clothes were always neatly stacked in the storage cabinet. From top to bottom, there was the scent of incense, platycodon, and orange.

Everything was so ordinary. The toothbrush cup handle was always to the left. There were a few more wind chimes under the eaves. He didn't know when the house gradually got a razor, a large apron, and a few small cabinets for storing scrolls.

Ah!

Hashirama lowered his eyes and remembered the first time he met Madara. At that time, he didn't know the identity of Madara. He just saw the figure sulking and throwing stones by the river. He couldn't help but come forward to talk to him.

This inexplicable attraction, Hashirama could never figure it out.

If it continued, he thought that he and Madara would be friends for life. They had the same goals, the same values, and could trust each other without reservation. What in the world could be more inseparable than a close friend?

And it turned out that there was.

Hashirama unconsciously scratched the entire wall with his right hand, letting his heart collapse.

No matter what the relationship was, he never thought of the option of "partner" from the beginning to the end!

There were no synonyms for it!

Hence, when he saw his good friend appear in this world, his good friend casually admitting his identity in front of Gen Shinobu, and his good friend skillfully picking up Naruto … he started to doubt his life.

Some people are still alive, but he is already dead.

In particular, Hashirama's remaining brain cells recalled that he seemed to have, possibly, confessed to his best friend, and even forcefully kissed him twice.

If he confessed, he would be lenient. At most, he would be paralyzed.

Hashirama walked into the ward. He decided that no matter what, he must make it clear to Madara. As long as his attitude was sincere and he pretended to be pitiful, he believed that he would not die too miserably when he went back.

Hashirama knocked on the door and found that it was half-closed. He lowered his voice and opened the door slightly, poking his head in.

"Kashiwa?"

Banzi closed the novel, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly. Was this person a child? He was already so old, yet he was still doing such childish actions.

The man retracted his neck resentfully and walked over slowly with a stiff body.

"… Boss."

Hashirama sat on the edge of the bed with his head down, staring at the floor as if he wanted to burn a hole in the ground.

Banzi helplessly put her palm on Hashirama's forehead. "You're not sick. What's wrong? Why are you so weak?"

"…!!" Hashirama's whole body trembled as he held her slender hand and suddenly stood up from his seat.

"What's wrong?"

"I have something to tell you."

Banzi raised her eyebrows and looked at Hashirama playfully. The young ninja looked nervous, and she didn't know what he was thinking. From the moment he entered the room until now, his face was red and white. In short, the young man's honest and naive expression made her very satisfied.

"I …" The courage that she summoned in an instant disappeared without a trace, and she didn't know what to say.

Banzi laughed at Hashirama on the spot, and changed to a more comfortable position. "Thank you."

"Huh?"

Pointing to her body, Banzi said: "Your medical ninjutsu is very good, and you're recovering well."

"Well …" Hashirama felt that his face gradually became hot. Being praised by a close friend … Anyway, he never heard it from Madara's mouth.

What will Madara do?

He should kick him and then say that he's meddling in other people's business.

Hashirama quietly peeped at Banzi. Under the sunlight by the window, the sunset like golden powder sprinkled over her face. Her eyebrows were obedient, and even the corners of her eyes were soft. This is the warmth and quietness that he has never seen in a close friend.

It seems that it's okay to go on like this …

No!

You have to wake up, Hashirama!

You can't keep making mistakes, Madara is your friend, a friend, a friend, you think of your friend like this, are you still a human!

"I really have something important to tell you." Hashirama put his hands on the woman's shoulders with a serious expression.

Banzi chuckled. "What a coincidence, me too."

Huh?

What do you want to tell him?

"Then … you tell me first." If he could continue for one more second, he would do so. Facing the need to confess to his friend, to be honest, Hashirama was still afraid.

Banzi was silent for a while, got up and hugged Hashirama. The two were so close that they could smell each other's fragrance.

The woman's clear voice was steady and slow. "Listen, I've considered your proposal, so let's try it first."

"Hey."

Hey???

Hashirama's face was blank for a moment, and then suddenly he became pale. What did she mean?

Wait!

What's the situation, what's the situation!

Banzi glanced at Hashirama and didn't want to explain, and then asked the man, "What do you want to say?"

It's over.

It's all over.

His life is completely over.

Nine Tails chewed the fried persimmon seeds and said to the man on the table: "If you confess to Madara now, according to his temper, he will definitely kill you."

Not only will he kill Hashirama, but he will also kill his brother.

The news that Hashirama had a girlfriend was spread by Tobirama Sentete. Even several new ninja clan leaders who joined Konoha village were full of congratulatory smiles when they saw Hashirama.

If Madara knew that the person was referring to him …

Hashirama: "Hey."

"You deserve it."

Nine Tails hit the nail on the head. "If you didn't hesitate and cut the Gordian knot, this wouldn't have happened."

Speaking of Fox, the poor little Nine Tails was cruelly abandoned by Hashirama in the wilderness. He never knew what hunger was. After Chakra was gone, he really experienced the Tailed Beast version of survival in the wilderness. As a result, he climbed to Konoha, but before he could find a foothold, he was caught by Hashirama to talk about life.

After listening to a lot of Uchiha Macula and Hashirama, the whole fox was full of energy.

"Now you don't want to explain it clearly. First of all, don't expose yourself. Maybe he won't be interested in you, and this matter will be left unsettled."

Fox squinted his eyes and swung his tail behind his buttocks. "However, if you can really get Madara, I will still support you."

No matter which world Madara was from, Nine Tails was relieved to see him unlucky.

"Don't talk nonsense, I feel for Madara … just a friend." Hashirama grabbed his hair irritably. "No matter what, I don't want to lose him as a friend."

"Oh?"

"There is a person who can stand by your side, who supports you no matter how unrealistic your dream is."

The man buried his face in his arms. "It's like, no matter what happens, you can always go on like this."

Hashirama revealed his eyes and stared straight at Nine Tails: "That's the feeling, understand?"

"I'm not human. How can I understand?"

Fox frowned and put on a thinking posture. "But speaking of it, these things can also be done between lovers."

"Is … is it?" Hashirama stuttered.

"Of course."

Fox made a gesture to Hashirama. "If you are lovers, you can always be together. No one will say anything when you talk and drink. Living together, you can often communicate with each other."

It's really good to say that.

No!

Hashirama shook his head. He and Madara are both men. How can they be together?