Uchiha girl, ignites a group pet war in Konoha

Chapter 141

Outside the office of the Hokage building, Uchiha Madara, who had been sitting on the eaves, also heard the miserable self-mockery of Senju Hashirama.

This sudden confession was like a huge rock thrown into Madara's heart, stirring up thousands of ripples. His originally expressionless face now revealed an extremely complicated look.

Ecstasy, pride, touch, and sorrow, Madara's heart was filled with all kinds of indescribable emotions. These strange emotions with unclear outlines were mixed together and infiltrated each other, like a chaotic and chaotic scroll.

He understood Hashirama. This guy who looked easy to talk to and soft-hearted was actually the most opinionated. The decision made by Hashirama after careful consideration would never be easily shaken by the outside world.

Madara knew that except Hashirama himself, there was probably no one in the world who could really persuade him.

Therefore, after hearing Hashirama's confession, Madara almost couldn't help laughing wildly. His stern face almost broke at this moment, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably until they curved into a huge arc.

Madara snorted very lightly in his nose. Although he didn't really laugh, the laughter had already surged and echoed in his chest, with ruthless teasing and ridicule, and this laughter was not only laughing at Hashirama, but also at himself.

Since his youth, Hashirama has been like a problem tailor-made for him by God. He always suppresses him everywhere, making him feel powerless and full of fighting spirit.

From the time they met, Madara realized that Hashirama seemed to always be one step ahead of him. Later, they fought on the battlefield and after building the village, although they usually won and lost against each other, Hashirama always defeated him at the most critical moment.

Madara is extremely proud and conceited. Although he is very angry, he can certainly accept the victory or defeat in the battle calmly. He is not as skilled as others, and he will definitely become stronger next time.

But in the battle of ideas, Madara does not want to give in, but in the end he always has no choice but to give in and has to change his mind for Hashirama again and again.

This is undoubtedly a deep torture for Madara. No matter how painful and deep the wounds on his body are, he can grit his teeth and endure them, because it is a visible pain, but the mental torture is completely different. It is like a mess, getting tighter and tighter in his mind. He can't break free and can only get deeper and deeper.

What makes him more painful is that he is clearly aware of the dark sides of the policies promoted by Hashirama, but he is powerless to change anything. He can only watch the village move towards that dark future, and he is powerless.

Now, Hashirama has finally admitted his naivety in person. How could Madara not be ecstatic?

Uchiha Madara, who was full of pride, took a deep breath and forced himself to stop the smile that was about to overflow. He picked up the two bottles of fine wine beside him, jumped in through the window, and planned to laugh and tease Hashirama in person. But when Madara saw his haggard and confused friend, the intense emotions in his chest suddenly sank.

Hashirama, who was always energetic and laughing in the past, was so depressed at this moment. He supported his forehead with his hand and leaned on the wooden table. His face was full of fatigue and confusion. His eyes also lost their former spirit, as if they were heavily crushed by something.

Shen Yue, who was held in Hashirama's arms, looked at her uncle worriedly. When Madara appeared, her eyes immediately flashed with joy, as if she had finally seen a savior, and an innocent smile appeared on her cute little face.

"Banara, you're here."

Seeing his best friend coming over, he managed to force a smile on his decadent face, and he stammered, uttering words with great difficulty:

"I, I seem to have been thinking something wrong, sorry."

"At that time, it would have been great if it was you who became the Hokage."

Seeing Hashirama so confused and decadent, all those mocking words were choked in Madara's throat, unable to speak out.

Madara's heart was once again filled with complex emotions, and the sharp words he had prepared seemed to become meaningless at this moment, leaving only the thousands of words in his heart, which finally turned into a huge question.

After the air was twisted for a long time, Madara sighed:

"Hashirama, can you still skip stones like before?"

This question was like a dark cloud hanging over Madara's heart, so he decided to verify his guess immediately.

"Follow me."

Ban grabbed Hashirama's collar fiercely. His action was not rough but at least fierce, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction through this action. Under Ban's drag, Hashirama staggered to follow him, while holding Shenyue tightly.

Shenyue, who was dragged down by Hashirama, felt dizzy and could only let Hashirama hold her tightly and walk forward with big strides.Fang's hard muscles hit her nose so hard that it hurt, and she was about to burst into tears. She looked up at Madara who was leading the way in front of her and found that his face was gloomy, and he was obviously sulking.

Shen Yue hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking:

"Master, where are we going?"

"To Nanhe River."

......

Standing by the Nanhe River, Madara and Hashirama returned to the place where they first met after a long absence.

The moonlight was like frost, and the waves were sparkling. With the sound of gurgling water, the Nanhe River flowed quietly, and the scenery on the river bank was still familiar. The lush trees and the riverbed full of stones were all so familiar, as if everything had stopped yesterday.

The two stood by the river, and without too much recollection and nonsense, they went straight to the point. They picked up the stones on the ground and threw them hard, and the stones jumped on the water, splashing a string of water.

Under the moonlight, Madara and Hashirama took turns throwing stones. Shen Yue sat aside, holding his chin with his hands, staring at them curiously.

The stones jumped on the water, splashing ripples, and the sound of water skipping echoed in the night sky. At this moment, the two seemed to have returned to their carefree youth. Since their youth, they have been bound by the shackles of reality. Hiding here to skip stones is one of the few times they can play freely.

But now the two people who are skipping stones can no longer find the relaxed mentality of their youth. Madara and Hashirama, these two close friends, are now each bored and immersed in their own thoughts-

Madara's eyes revealed a kind of determination. His eyes were fixed on the stones jumping on the river, as if he wanted to find some answers, while Hashirama was absent-minded. Although his movements were still skillful, his expression was still confused.

Madara threw a stone fiercely, and with a sudden swing of his arm, the stone flew out like an arrow from a bow, making a sound of breaking through the air.

The moment the stone hit the water surface, it stirred up a splash of water, and ripples on the water surface. In the blink of an eye, the stone had flown to the other side. When it hit the rocks on the other side, it made a dull sound, and the sound echoed in the night sky for a long time.

Shen Yue looked carefully and found that the stone thrown by Madara was tightly embedded in the rocks on the other side. She clapped her hands excitedly and praised repeatedly:

"Master is so powerful!"

Hashirama also bent down to pick up a small stone and threw it hard into the water. The small stone jumped a few times on the water surface, creating a few ripples. However, although the thrown stone splashed water, the stone sank into the water after a few bounces.

This time, it was Hashirama who failed to throw it to the other side.

"Do you remember our original dream?"

One stone after another, like a meteor, streaked through the night sky and accurately fell to the other side. Madara asked this question unexpectedly. Although there was no expression on his face, his eyes were full of endless thoughts.

"How could I forget?"

Hashirama answered immediately. He raised his head and looked through the surrounding night to the land called Konoha.

There, it was the place of their common dream.

"We will build a village that belongs to us together! A village where we don't have to send children to fight on the front line!"

"In this village, children don't have to fight each other. We will build a school to train them and let them grow up and become stronger. Everyone can choose a task according to their personal strength, and there must be a superior who can reasonably assign the task level..."

"That's your dream."

Madara's tone was light, but every word was like a needle. He also looked in the direction of Konoha, but where his eyes reached was not the bustling streets or the lively market, but the open platform above the Hokage Rock.

When he was young, he stood on that platform, looking at Hashirama across from him with a determined look, and firmly declared his dream:

[If this village is really built by then, I will protect my brother well in this place where I can overlook the entire forest!]

"My original dream will never be realized again."

"Madara, I..."

Hashirama's heart couldn't help but begin to ache, guilt and regret kept knocking at his heart, his face was strangely sad and painful, and he was at a loss and had infinite regret.

"Come on, Hashirama, your dream is obviously not shattered."

Madara's indifferent expression was mixed with a trace of barely perceptible bitterness. He looked at Hashirama deeply and sighed helplessly.

This guy's luck is really more than twice as good as his.

Even he, who has always been picky, has to admit that Konoha has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Compared with the past, Konoha is now strong and prosperous. Once, hereThe people of the past suffered from hunger and had a hard life. Now, they no longer have to worry about food and their lives have become richer.

The children that Madara and Hashirama miss the most no longer have to go to the battlefield. With Madara's protection and education, they will grow up and become stronger safely. Ninjas no longer need to obey the nobles to complete their tasks. Most importantly, those noble daimyos who are high above them have also been pulled down from the throne by them.

A country belonging to ninjas is growing at an unprecedented speed. If you think about it carefully, this is something they dared not even think about when they were young!

"Aren't we heading in that direction?"

Hashirama looked at the river thoughtfully, without saying a word, just standing quietly, letting the breeze blow his hair and clothes.

After a long time, Hashirama suddenly moved. He bent down, picked up the stone again, and threw it to the opposite bank with force. The stone drew several beautiful arcs on the water, and then accurately fell into the grass on the opposite bank.

At this moment, Hashirama's face showed a relieved smile, that smile was like the sun penetrating the dark clouds, dispelling all the haze in his heart.

He was like a child who never grew up, constantly cheering and dancing, turning to Madara with joy, and showing off to him:

"Madara, look, I threw it to the other side!"

Looking at this familiar scene, Madara smiled, frowned helplessly, and secretly complained:

It's really strange, how come their positions are completely reversed?

Sitting on the side, Shen Yue was also tired of playing the game of piling stones. Seeing Madara and Hashirama playing with water and laughing, she also picked up a small stone and threw it hard to the other side.

She thought she should be able to throw it easily because she was used to throwing shuriken, but the stone did not float across the other side, but flew towards the river in a slightly clumsy posture, only bounced twice on the water and slowly sank into the river.

"It's so difficult..."

"Remember to lift it up a little bit, this is the trick."

Ban gave instructions on the side, holding Shenyue's hand, adjusting her gestures and strength, and throwing stones into the river with her. Hashirama, who had recovered his spirit, looked at the fish that were disturbed by them on the river, and his eyes lit up.

"Shenyue, do you want to eat grilled fish?"

After saying that, Hashirama picked up the stone, stared at the water surface, and once he found the track of the fish swimming, he quickly grabbed a stone, aimed at the target, and threw it hard. After a while, Hashirama successfully caught several big fish.

The two began to grill the fish on the spot. Hashirama skillfully used the wood escape to generate wooden strips of moderate thickness and skewered the fish, while Ban skillfully used the fire escape to grill the fish until it was crispy and fragrant.

It can be seen that these two people did this a lot when they were young.

Shenyue secretly felt that this might be the only dish they were good at.

Soon, the tempting aroma of the grilled fish filled the air. Shen Yue's eyes lit up immediately after smelling the aroma. She couldn't wait to take the grilled fish handed over by Madara. After finally cooling the fish meat, she immediately took a bite excitedly.

"...It's not delicious, it has no taste at all."

"After all, there is no seasoning."

Hashirama smiled bitterly and took the grilled fish to eat. Although it really didn't have much taste as Shen Yue said, the crispy skin and tender fish meat were still very tasty. Well, this is the taste of their childhood!

Madara also picked up a skewer of grilled fish, but he was not in a hurry to eat it. He took out two pots of fine wine as if by magic and said with a smile:

"Hashirama, have a drink?"

How could Hashirama refuse? He smiled and took the fine wine handed over by Madara. The two raised their glasses and clinked them. After the fine wine went down their throats, the haze in their hearts also dissipated.