Infinite Tsukuyomi

Kuratori Nara looked at the ninjas of the two clans gathered on him.

Lifting up the hem of his robe, he stood upright between the two clans and stopped moving.

He couldn't help but have a headache.

With the Senju and the Uchiha clans' attitude, won't they fight every two or three days?

The tense atmosphere didn't last long, there was a conversation outside the door.

A figure opened the paper door.

Hashirama poked his head out.

"Hey!

Are you all here? "

After he entered the door,

There was a long-haired man behind him.

Both of them were wearing light armor.

There was a murderous aura around them.

Obviously, they were late because of the fight.

There were already many people seated around the small table.

The only empty place was opposite to Nara. Hashirama simply pulled Madara and sat down.

Presumably, this is the legendary Hashirama and Uchiha Macula who founded the Konoha Ninja Village.

Both men were tall, one had a healthy complexion.

Long straight black hair was tucked behind his head, and his eyebrows and eyes were wide; the other had slanted bangs covering half of his face.

His facial features were deep.

His skin was white.

Heliotropia, who was far away in the Land of Earth, also heard of Hashirama and Uchiha. As the top fighting force of the two clans, there was a lot of information about Hashirama and Uchiha Macula.

Kuratori Nara once collected information about Uchiha Macula.

Black clothes and red armor.

He awakened the Sharingan when he was young, and evolved it to the Mangekyo level when he was an adult. He didn't know how strong the Mangekyo was, but he knew the destructive power of Hashirama under the blessing of the Mangekyo. When he thought of Hashirama, who was on par with Uchiha Macula, the two also appreciated each other.

Nara Shikaku knew that the masters were lonely, and it was inevitable to find a hero of the same kind.

.....

But … he couldn't understand why the two clan leaders didn't sit with their clansmen!

Why did they sit opposite him!

Those two empty seats are obviously reserved for you!

The two of them instantly became the center of everyone's attention, even the innocent passerby across the table (Shikaku) was also implicated.

Tobirama Sentete is glaring at you, Patriarch Hashirama. Wake up and stop looking at Uchiha Macula. Look at your brother!

In Uchiha, a rabbit's eyes turned red and rolled around. Was it really alright?

Uchiha Macula's face was expressionless. He coldly glanced around as a silent warning. The hostile atmosphere was immediately restrained.

Kuratori Nara calmed himself down and tried to ignore the strange atmosphere in the room. He nodded to his allies. "Patriarch Hashirama, Patriarch Uchiha, I'm Kuratori Nara, the representative of the Yamanaka, Chūdō, and Nara clans."

Uzumaki Mito rolled up his sleeves and said: "Whirlpool Mito, the representative of the Uzumaki clan of the Country of Whirlpools."

Seeing an old acquaintance, Hashirama's eyes brightened up. He waved to Whirlpool Mito. "Don't be so serious. We're all acquaintances. Mito, it's rare to see you so serious. Hahaha."

"I've always been like this, Patriarch Hashirama." Mito's teacup was squeaking, and his veins were bulging.

Hashirama couldn't believe it, and his tone was very surprised. "How could it be? Didn't you bring a novel and a bento to the meeting between our clans last time?"

Because he had to sit in the front row, and he missed Mito's mugwort balls. "I really wish I didn't have to sit in the front row in future meetings. I'll be discovered if I do something secretly."

"Hashirama!"

"What's wrong?"

Tobirama Sentete sighed. He couldn't stay silent anymore. Every word his brother said was a bomb. "Brother, Patriarch Nara and Patriarch Uchiha are still here."

"Madara is not an outsider."

Hashirama took a sip of water. "And after the three clans of the Heliotropia moved to Konoha, we will be a family. Don't be so polite!"

Patriarch Nara's eyelids twitched when he was suddenly called out. He didn't know whether to refute that he hadn't decided to move to Konoha, or to say 'What!

Is Uchiha Macula an outsider? '.

Before anyone could react, Izuna Uchiha slammed the table and stood up: "Hashirama, pay attention to what you say. We Uchiha are not as good as you!"

Tobirama Sentete said: "Brother, what do you mean Madara is not an outsider?!"

The two people who usually didn't like each other stood on the same front at this moment.

Madara enjoyed his brother's concern, and as the patriarch of the two clans, this kind of seat was really inappropriate. However, worried that his friend would go away, Hashirama tightly pressed a corner of Madara's clothes.

Are you an elementary school student?

Madara picked up the teacup to hide his twitching mouth.

"Let's get to the point, don't waste time."

Finally, someone remembered what they were going to do today.

Hashirama and Uchiha dragged the two deputy patriarchs back to their seats. Whirlpool Mito quietly dealt with the second broken cup and sat upright.

The source of all this was the dream of the two children in Naka River, to build a ninja village and protect their younger brothers. This dream was not only the initial promise, but also the two people who have been devoutly following it for more than ten years even after they separated.

"At that time, it seemed that Konoha was just an unrealistic dream, but it was this dream that really changed the world. We all lost our loved ones because of the war. Pain, confusion, sadness, everyone has experienced this feeling.

Those who killed our compatriots also had their lives taken away by others. Everyone is the same. There's no difference. "

Several people here were born in the war and grew up in the war. They couldn't agree more with this sentence.

"But hatred will not be easily let go." The people who lost their loved ones killed each other's loved ones, a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

"It is precisely because of this that we should let go of hatred and use this choice to prove to the world."

"Real peace is within reach."

A slightly low voice added Hashirama's unfinished words. The teenager more than ten years ago, as now, confidently reached out to Madara. When he took that hand, Madara knew that he had accepted this man, regardless of gender, just because he was Hashirama.

Hashirama was a little surprised. He didn't expect Madara to be willing to talk here. He couldn't help but show a bright smile. "Thank you, Madara."

"It's nothing." Uchiha Macula closed his eyes and rested.

Looking at the way the two patriarchs got along, Kuratori Nara suddenly realized why Hashirama and Uchiha would put aside their previous hatred and cooperate with each other. With these two leaders holding up the light of hope, even if they were reluctant, they would instinctively set foot on this path like a moth to a flame.

"I know that Konoha is not strong enough now, and there is no one to guide it in the future. We can only rely on ourselves."

"But I believe that in the future, as long as Hashirama is here, as long as Uchiha is here, and as long as we join Konoha as allies in the future, it will definitely become what we dream of."

This is a very illogical truth. It doesn't discuss political games with you, it doesn't talk about combat resources, it only talks about sugar-coated dreams.

"Dream", "I believe", and "will" are the most weak words in people's eyes, but unfortunately, Uchiha Macula fell, and Kuratori Nara estimated that he might also fall.

"Dream …" Kuratori Nara sighed. He didn't expect that at his age, he would be excited by this word.

"Yes, dream, everyone denied it at the beginning, but Madara has been supporting me."

When Hashirama was a child, he also doubted whether his dream was just an illusion. Fortunately, he met that person.

Madara couldn't help but laugh. "Do you think so? I think you've been encouraging me."

Hashirama's eyes were bright as if they were shining. He grabbed Madara's hand and said excitedly: "So you're my Apocalypse!"

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

Three times.

There was the sound of teacups being crushed in the room.

Izuna Uchiha and Tobirama Sentete's anger, which had been suppressed, exploded again.

"Hashirama, put down your hand!"

"Uchiha Macula, put your hand away from my brother!"

"Let's be together, I like you." Hashirama hugged Banzi, their faces were very close.

The man's confession without warning was something she didn't expect. Banzi maintained a stiff posture, her mind was in a mess, and she was hugged by Hashirama for a long time.

"Are you kidding me!"

Banzi hurriedly pushed the hairy head away from her neck. Her fingers were slightly hot, and her red ears were faintly visible. This told her that the man in front of her was not as calm as he appeared to be.

In fact, all of Hashirama's courage was gone after he said that sentence. At this time, he was suffering from post-confession phobia. He buried his head in his sweetheart's shoulder awkwardly and wanted to die to apologize.

Before Banzi could say anything, Hashirama tightened his arms and said in a muffled voice: "… I'm sorry … I suddenly said that."

His tone was full of guilt and a trace of caution like a small animal.

"…" Banzi swallowed the words of rejection, and for a moment, she didn't know whether to comfort or beat this bastard.

"You're the first person I like. I've never been in love before, and I've never confessed to anyone …" Hashirama's face was red, and he hugged Banzi again, and his voice was getting softer and softer. "I've thought about choosing someone to spend the rest of my life with. No matter how many times I repeat it, the final answer will be you."

"I have many shortcomings, and I'm not as good as I appear on the surface. I like to be lazy, and I'm afraid of trouble. I always make the people around me angry, but as long as I think of you, I can easily overcome all these. No matter what perseverance, as long as I can pursue you, I won't give up."

The black-haired ninja's nose gradually turned red as he spoke, and the corner of his eyes overflowed with tears. His sincere feelings seemed to have overdrawn the strength of his life.