[Hokage Pillar] Ninja World Online

The situation is kind of funny right now.

Originally had a premonition that Madara was in this direction, and Senju Hashimama who rushed over wanted to help, but when he arrived, he saw Madara's back against the background of lightning and fire. He didn't know which nerve was wrong, and he said, "Madara, you Can you lend me a dress?"

Uchiha Madara was silent for a while and nodded, took two clothes of the same style from the scroll, and threw one of them to Senju Bashirama.

The two people who changed their clothes in the small woods looked at the light rain that had not completely stopped in the sky. In order not to wet the clothes they had just changed, the two people, who were not in the village or in the shop, squatted side by side in a big tree. Under the tree, there is still a spotted fan of flames on his head.

Feeling a bit awkward in the atmosphere, Senju Hashirama, who knew that Madara didn't want to talk now, could only break the silence with a smirk.

"Speaking of which, Madara's flame fan is really useful. It can hit people and keep out the rain, which saves you the trouble of carrying an umbrella." As he spoke, Hashirama touched his previous life and The flame fan that my body has been in close contact with countless times.

Just after finishing a game, Madara who was originally in a good mood was devastated by this guy next to him, squatting with a sullen face, and exuding "I'm in a bad mood" "I don't want to talk" "Don't bother me anymore" all over her body. Just hit someone."

Senjujuma, who was talking to himself, scratched his head in embarrassment. He was a little surprised when he saw Madara just now, but he didn't know why he borrowed clothes when he opened his mouth.Pulling the turtleneck shirt with the Uchiha family crest printed on the back, Hashirama moved around and got closer to Madara.

As soon as he touched Madara's shoulder, the other party flinched and gave Senju Hashirama a stare.

Hashirama pursed her mouth, sank down suddenly, and small mushrooms popped out from the top of her head that had been moistened by the rain.

"Banban, I was really wrong. I shouldn't bother you to be handsome... Even if no one can see it but me, you can't be disturbed. It's my fault. I ruined the hard work that Banban created just now. atmosphere……"

"..."

Madara's heart was a little complicated, and he really didn't know what to say. He glanced at the mushroom-growing Hashirama, and stretched out his right hand to press the opponent's head on his knee. Well, it must be clean now.

However, Senju Zhuma suddenly raised his head and hugged Banban's right arm tightly, and said with bright eyes: "Banban is not really angry with me, I know Banban is not so stingy."

With a soft snort, Madara tried to withdraw his arm, but was still held tightly by the other party.

"Tsk, let go, you."

"No, unless Madara talks to me."

"...Aren't I talking to you?!"

"No, Madara promises to talk to me after I let go."

"...Okay, okay, I got it, let go!" Withdrawing his right arm that was a little numb from being strangled, Madara frowned and rubbed.

"You bastard, why are you here?"

"I had a hunch that I would find Madara when I walked this way, but I didn't expect to find it."

Madara pursed his lips, he knew that Senshou Zhuma would not lie about this matter, but he didn't believe in such illusory things, he only believed in his own strength.Hashirama followed his premonition to find him, although he didn't quite believe it, but Madara still acquiesced to this statement for the time being.

"Aren't you on a mission? Can you still run out halfway?" Madara asked with squinted eyes.

"I can do the task even if I run out, as long as the task is completed in the end. Well, the main reason is that I want Madara." Senju Zhuma replied nonchalantly, "What's more, my task is the same as Madara's. ! If Madara and I work together, no task will be difficult for us!"

"Didn't you Senshou receive the information earlier? Why did you leave later than me?" Madara asked puzzled. He originally thought that Senshou Zhujian had taken on other tasks. It stands to reason that the envoy was killed. The people sent should be ahead of them.

"Well, I've been talking with my father all day." Zhu Jian smiled innocently.

talk?Is it true that Uchiha Madara doesn't know how Senju and his son get along?This kind of heart-to-heart talk between father and son will never happen to Senshou Zhujian.Madara sneered, "Oh, it's fine if you don't want to say it."

"Huh? No, it's not that I don't want to tell Ban Ban, I won't hide anything from you!"

"Everything will not be hidden from me? Huh?" Madara instantly remembered the post on the forum, very good, now it's time to settle the ledger.

Standing up abruptly, Madara swung the flaming fan vigorously, directly hitting Senju Bashima, who was still there in a daze, to the ground.

Accidentally gnawed a mouthful of mud, Hashirama stood up with a mournful face, wiped his face and said, "Banban promised to stop being angry, why did you suddenly hit me? Your clothes are all dirty."

"It's just a piece of clothing, I think it's more important to hit you." With a raised lip, Madara swung his big fan directly at Senjujurama's forehead.

"Madara! Are you playing for real!?" Hashirama reacted, jumped up dangerously to avoid the flaming fan that broke through the wind, and stood on the branch with a face of shock.

"Tsk, let's have a fight, Hashirama!" Madara, who was dodged by Hashirama, excitedly revealed his kaleidoscope Sharingan. Before, he had no interest in Senju Hashirama, who was too weak, but now, Hashirama The strength has also improved.

Seeing the excitement in Madara's eyes, although Hashirama didn't understand why, he still responded with all his strength.Well, Madara is still easy to get along with. If you are unhappy, you will fight, and if the fight is not enough, you will fight a few more. It is really a simple and rude way of getting along.

Senju Bashima drew out the sword at the back of his waist, looked at Madara who was waving the flaming fan, and greeted him with a smile. "I fucked, Madara!"

The two oncoming people, the knife and the round fan slammed into each other and made a "stab" sound, and the two jumped behind one after another and opened a distance to face each other.

"It's getting faster, Hashirama."

"Don't let Madara wait for me for too long."

The two looked at each other and smiled, tacitly did not use any ninjutsu, but only used taijutsu to attack each other again.The extremely fast round fan and the long knife made the sound of cutting through the air, and only afterimages could be seen interlacing in the air, making the sound of metal impact from time to time.

After a heavy rain, the woods are filled with the smell of water vapor and mud. The clean clothes that Madara had put on had already been wet with sweat at some point, and it felt uncomfortable and itchy when stuck to his body, as if something was scratching his heart. Scratching, Madara couldn't help squinting her eyes.

After fighting for a long time, he and Qianshouzhu could not decide the outcome. This guy must have worked hard recently, and he hasn't seen his strength grow in a few days.In terms of physical skills alone, the two are evenly matched at this time.

Madara, who had beaten heartily, laughed loudly, and all the unhappiness in his heart just now dissipated.Lowering his head and licking the wound accidentally scratched on his forearm, Madara said with a full of rebellion: "Sure enough, only you can please me, Hashirama, let me see your limit!"

Senju Bashirama tilted his head, sweat dripped from his cheeks, but he could still feel the excitement in his body. More than 20 years of peaceful life could not erase his yearning for fighting as a ninja in his bones.

He threw away the long knife in his hand, "Madara, I don't want to really hurt you."

"Hmph, what arrogance, do you think you can defeat me with the current you?"

"Ah, I've always held the belief that I can't lose to Madara."

Uchiha Madara raised his lips. From the past to the present, he enjoyed Senju Zhuma's eyes chasing him all the time during the battle.A ferocious beast is also hidden in those pitch-black eyes, ready to stretch out its sharp claws to tear the enemy apart at any time.In the whole world, when it comes to understanding this man, Madara Uchiha is the most confident.

"Then try it!" Madara also threw the flame fan aside, and the two fought with bare hands, using all their strength in every move.

It wasn't until both of them were exhausted that they stopped.

At this time, Madara looked fine on the surface, but Hashirama was deliberately punched several times in the face by him. The hard bones made his hands hurt a little, but the other party should hurt more now.Thinking of this, Madara laughed happily, but accidentally hurt her stomach.

"Tsk, Hashirama, you really don't hold back."

Covering his swollen face, Senshou Zhujian suddenly became depressed, "Madara, you are the most ruthless striker, yet you greet me in the face, it's too much."

Slowly walking over to Hashirama and leaning against the tree trunk, Madara looked at the former with a half-smile and said, "Looking at you now, Uzumaki Mito will definitely not marry you."

Hearing this, Senshou Bashirama suddenly opened his eyes wide, and moved to the side anxiously.

"What? What's wrong with you? Didn't you just say that you won't hide anything from me?" Madara stared sideways at Hashirama, covering her stomach with one hand and resting her head on the tree trunk with the other.

"Ah ha ha ha, of course." The latter still covered his face with a vague smile, refusing to admit it voluntarily.Although I don't know why, Madara looks so dangerous now, so he doesn't want to reveal his secrets.

Not knowing that Madara had already learned about the Uzumaki family's proposed marriage from the forum, Senju Hashirama secretly thought about going back to make Tobima shut her mouth tightly.In his previous life, Madara lived alone and died alone. If he dared to marry before the other party this time, he would be causing trouble for himself, let alone marrying Mito, it would be poking Madara's sore feet.

Of course, Uchiha Madara knew that Hashirama was fooling himself, and turned his head with a chuckle.Senshou Bashima actually thought that after living two lifetimes, he still hated Uzumaki Mito, but he didn't mind at all, anyway, the less people he didn't like appeared in front of him, the better, since this guy has already refused to marry , he reluctantly ignored the other party's concealment.

Seeing that Madara didn't want to delve into this matter anymore, Hashirama quickly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, what did you come to this village for, Madara? The mountain fire caused by the lightning bolt just now is very dangerous."

"I thought you would ask if I burned that village." Madara curled her lips and said with a little displeasure.

"Of course I know it can't be Madara, you are not this kind of person." Hashirama said seriously.

Turning his head and glanced at Senju Bashirama, Madara slowly explained the reason why he traced here.

"So this assassination envoy was envoyed by the Lord of Fengshui City? This village has always been the place where Fujino hid ninjas from other countries?"

"I don't know if it's the chief envoy Fujino Yi. Anyway, I can't get rid of him. I just didn't expect him to be so courageous, directly hiding dozens of ninjas from other countries in his own jurisdiction."

Madara's expression turned cold. When he arrived this time, there were only three ninjas in the village who stayed behind to finish.There are no traces of ordinary people's lives in the houses in the village. If he hadn't thought of this village, perhaps the last clues of the other party would have been burned to ashes by the wildfire today.

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Is there a character who should try not to be OOC, preferably Zhu Banwen qaq based on the perspective of Mr. Ban

I have been out of food for several days, and the short stories are not enough to read.