Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

Konoha.

In the Hokage's office where three people usually work together, there are only two people still working at their posts. Uchiha Madara and Senju Tobirama sit on both sides of the Hokage's high position, one on the left and one on the right. The only one missing is the main Hokage, Senju Hashirama.

You want to ask why?
Hokage-sama also needs a vacation~
"Hey! You should be more serious about slacking off. You've been sitting there staring blankly at the letter since you got to work. Are you treating me like air?"

Senju Tobirama, who had been paying attention to Uchiha Madara for a long time, saw that the other party was still frowning and dazed. He could no longer bear it and reminded him.

"I'm thinking about business."

Uchiha Madara turned his head away and said in a cold tone that since Hashirama Senju was not there, he didn't want to be in the same room with this hateful white-haired person at all.

"Heh~ Serious business? I'm afraid what you're holding in your hand is not a joint letter of denunciation from the villagers reporting the evil deeds of the Uchiha clan?"

Senju Tobirama naturally sneered at Uchiha Madara's explanation, and his scarlet eyes were filled with strong mockery as he spoke.

"Humph~"

"Feeling guilty? Hand it over!"

Seeing that Uchiha Madara didn't explain and wanted to put the letter away, Senju Tobirama became very curious.
"Nothing to do with you."

Uchiha Madara, holding the black envelope, shook his head. Seeing this, Senju Tobirama sneered and raised his finger slightly.

The next moment, Uchiha Madara saw a blue light flash before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, the letter in his hand had fallen into the hands of Senju Tobirama.

"Are you polite?"

Uchiha Madara was a little angry at the predatory behavior of Senju Tobirama. His icy eyes gradually turned scarlet, and the cold and dark power in his pupils filled the entire office in the blink of an eye.

"Are you anxious? Let me tell you what the Uchiha clan has done to anger the heavens and the people. Huh???"

Senju Tobirama, who originally looked embarrassed, was stunned the moment he opened the envelope, and then his expression turned into a deep solemnity.
"Contents of this letter"

"It should be true."

Uchiha Madara, who had no intention of hiding anything, did not hide it either. After the bloodshot in his eyes faded away, he nodded generously.

"You can't go. The Kyuubi is an asset to Konoha."

"Heh~ I didn't want to go at first, but now that you mentioned it, I kind of want to go again."

The tone of Senju Tobirama's words made Uchiha Madara feel uncomfortable, and he immediately sneered.
This letter suddenly appeared next to Uchiha Madara's pillow last night. He thought it was a prank by his eldest nephew, but the content of the letter forced him to be cautious.

Uchiha Madara had originally planned to take the letter to discuss with Senju Hashirama early this morning on how to deal with the situation, but that guy left him with a mess and asked for leave to go home, leaving the white-haired guy, who never missed work, as the only one left in the office.

"How dare you! I'll go find my brother right now!"

"Are you a brother's boy? Everything is your brother's business~"

While Senju Tobirama was daydreaming, Uchiha Madara stood up and snatched back the black envelope, his face full of sarcasm.

"Don't worry, I won't go. I have no interest in those defeated generals. But I do want to see if that Emperor Knight is really as amazing as the legend says."

With the flame in his hand, Uchiha Madara burned the black envelope. He had no interest in this so-called knight battle at all. Instead of fighting with those noobs, he might as well wait for the organizer to come.

He just didn't believe that Decade brother could take the Nine-Tails away!

"That's a wish, aren't you tempted?"

Senju Tobirama, who did not trust Uchiha Madara, frowned and asked,

"Humph~ I, Uchiha Madara, will get whatever I want myself!"

"Then why are you so shameless and asking that curly-haired guy for New Year's money?"

Looking at Uchiha Madara's righteous words, Senju Tobirama was full of doubts.
"cough cough"

If you ask what in the world can break Uchiha Madara's defense, only his big cousin who spends money like water~
The land of the Thousand Hands Clan.

"Grandpa! Where are you taking me to play~"

Two figures, one big and one small, sneaked along the alley towards the direction of Konoha Commercial Street. The smaller figure pulled the black-haired man who was peeking in front of him with a curious look on his face.

"Shh~ Xiao Gang, don't let your grandma's eyes find out."

Senju Hashirama made a hushing gesture to his beloved granddaughter, then poked his head out of the alley, and after confirming that there was no one else around, he picked up the confused little Tsunade and ran out of the Senju clan's sphere of influence.

"Phew~ It was a close call."

Arriving safely at Konoha's commercial street, Senju Hashirama found no signs of being followed. He wiped the sweat off his forehead, took a long breath, and patted his chest.

"Hey, great grandfather, isn't this the way to the amusement park?"

Little Tsunade, who was held in the arms of Hashirama Senju, raised her head and blinked. She found that the route her grandfather took was somewhat unfamiliar.

"Hey, Grandpa is free today, so I'll take you to a nice place to broaden your horizons!"

He skillfully assigned the work at hand to Uchiha Gin and Senju Tobirama. Senju Hashirama, who was on vacation at home, met little Tsunade who happened to be on vacation.

Unable to resist his granddaughter's nagging to go to the amusement park, Hashirama Senju thought that since they were having fun anyway, he might as well take her to the place where he often went to broaden his horizons.

"Grandpa will treat you to ice cream~"

When passing by Honey Ice City, the generous Senju Hashirama took out his dry wallet, took out a few 100-tael notes from it, bought two crispy ice cream cones, and turned around to give one to Tsunade.
"I also want to drink boba milk tea!"

Looking at the slightly shabby ice cream, little Tsunade curled her lips and pointed to the eye-catching brown sweet drink on the sign.

"Tsk, this."

Senju Hashirama opened his wallet and showed an embarrassment. If he bought more bubble tea, his important gambling money would become less and less.

"When Grandpa wins money, I will buy it for you!"

Closing the wallet, Hashirama Senju solemnly assured Tsunade,
"what?"

Grandpa, what are you going to do?
After quickly finishing the crispy cone in his hand, Hashirama Senju took little Tsunade through the alleys of the street. After turning several corners, they stood in front of a smoky shop.

"Konoha. Gambling. House?"

Little Tsunade, who could already recognize quite a few words, frowned and read out the shop sign word by word. Although she didn't quite understand the meaning of these four words combined, she always felt that this shop had an inexplicable attraction, and a voice in her mind was urging her to go in quickly.

"Hehe~ I will definitely be able to kill everyone today!"

Unable to wait any longer, Hashirama Senju rubbed his hands excitedly, with a look of fighting spirit on his face. He waved his hand, opened the door of the shop, and led the ignorant little Tsunade in.

"Buy and leave!"

"1, 1, 2, little!"

"I'll just go for it!"

"Cough cough."

As soon as she entered the door, little Tsunade was dizzy by the noisy noise in the store. The air was filled with the smell of smoke and sweat, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. Out of fear of the unfamiliar environment, she tightly grasped the corner of Hashirama Senju's clothes and refused to let go.

"Ah! Look, it's Konoha Fusao!"

The appearance of Hashirama Senju instantly attracted the attention of all the gamblers. Their eyes flashed red and they looked over eagerly.

"Hokage-sama, long time no see!"

At this time, the manager of the gambling house also rushed over quickly, and saluted Senju Hashirama in a dignified manner, without showing too much fear because of the other party's identity.
"I want to play a few rounds. Please help me change this money into chips~"

Facing ordinary people, Hashirama Senju did not put on any airs as a Hokage. He took out his wallet with a smile and handed the thin stack of money inside to the manager of the gambling house.

"Uh, that's all?"

Feeling the weightless banknotes in his hands, the manager of the gambling house asked in disbelief, "You are a Hokage after all, why are you only carrying this little money when you go out?"

"Haha! A little gambling makes you happy~ A little gambling makes you happy~"

Senju Hashirama scratched the back of his head and laughed a few times to hide his embarrassment.

"OK, just a second."

The gambling house manager's eyes twitched a few times, and he turned around and handed the less than 10,000 taels of banknotes in his hand to the staff beside him. The staff was stunned for a moment.
"Is this a tip?"

A bit too little, isn’t it?
"Hurry up and change them into chips for Hokage-sama!"

The gambling house manager glared at the stunned staff with a stagnant look.

"Ah? Yes!" After a while, a few chips fell into the hands of the smiling Senju Hashirama. The gamblers around who had been coveting the chips for a long time looked away and sighed when they saw such a meager gambling money.
Today's big fat sheep is a little thin and can be slaughtered, but there is no need to.

"Let's go, Tsuna~"

The cheerful Senju Hashirama patted his frowning granddaughter and walked towards his favorite dice table.

"Grandpa, this is gambling?"

Walking on the alley of the gambling house, Tsunade was attracted by the dazzling array of gambling tools on both sides. Her big eyes blinked, filled with strong curiosity.

"That's right, just stand back and watch Grandpa kill everyone. When I win a lot, I'll take you out for a feast!"

Turning the chips in his hand, Hashirama Senju had an extremely defiant expression and swung his sleeves as if he was possessed by the God of Gamblers.

"big!"

After looking at the table for a while, Senju Hashirama, who saw the right opportunity, placed the chips in his hand on the big character without hesitation. According to his calculations, the table had already drawn four small numbers, so it should be a big number, right?

When the gamblers saw that Hashirama Senju placed his chips on the big one, they all switched to the small one.
"Buy and leave!"

"131, little!"

As the dealer opened the Gu, the smallest red dots on the three dice struck Hashirama Senju as if he had been hit hard.
"It's impossible, it's impossible."

"I just don't believe it! Keep betting big!"

"212, little!"

"If you're smaller, I'll eat up this table!"

"123, little!"

"Boom!"

After playing a few rounds, Hashirama Senju's already limited chips were reduced to only one chip. Looking at the remaining chip in his hand, his eyes were full of dejection.

Could it be that I really have no luck in gambling?
Just when Hashirama Senju was about to give up, Tsunade, who had been watching the fight, tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"Hey, Grandpa, can you let me play?"

Senju Hashirama looked down and saw little Tsunade with golden eyes and expectation written all over her face.
"Um, I'm sorry, Xiao Gang, next time grandpa will definitely treat you to milk tea."

Feeling extremely guilty, Hashirama Senju couldn't bear to disappoint his granddaughter again, so he handed over the last chip.

"Wow~"

The moment she touched the chip, little Tsunade felt a sense of connection that came from her soul. She held up this chip of extraordinary significance in her little hand, stood on tiptoes, and placed it on the leopard position of 666.

"Hahaha"

However, this behavior caused laughter from the gamblers around, but they ignored him after laughing. Without Hashirama Senju, the gambling god of the law of cause and effect, the gamblers present began to bet on both sides, and the chips they piled up were several times more than before.

After all, if you win the bet just now, you won’t make much, so most people are betting privately to see if Hashirama Senju is as magical as the legend says.

"Oops~ Tsuna, you should have bought the big one!"

Senju Hashirama was so anxious that he scratched his head. He couldn't just watch his little granddaughter give him money.
"But people think these three numbers are very auspicious~"

Tsunade shook her head and looked at the three 6s with sharp eyes. She had a hunch that with the aura of a novice, she would be absolutely invincible.

"Buy and leave!"

The expressionless dealer patted the cup, looked around, and slowly opened it.

"6, 66!"

"what?"

"Wow, Grandpa! So many chips!"

In the gambling house, little Tsunade was holding a large bucket of chips in both hands, her eyes narrowed into a small slit with happiness, and she didn't forget to show off to Hashirama Senju behind her as she walked.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

The distraught Senju Hashirama uttered a voice of disbelief, and looking at Tsunade who had earned so much chips in one go, he pinched his thigh hard.

"Ouch!"

There is pain, it is real.

Could it be that his granddaughter is also the reincarnation of the God of Gamblers?

In that case, who is he the reincarnation of?
“This is quite interesting. I bet on it.”

"Wow~"

"This too"

"Wow~"

"This"

“Hua La La~Hua La La~Hua La La~”

As Tsunade's chips were killing everyone, the chips that were only in one bucket were instantly doubled. Seeing this, Hashirama Senju's eyes went dark. He had been in the casino for most of his life, but he had never won so much money.
I lost so much.

"Grandpa! Hurry up, I haven't had enough fun~"

Little Tsunade, who was in the invincible novice protection period, had been carried away by victory. Her fair and tender face turned red with excitement, and she urged Hashirama Senju, who was carrying the chips behind her, in a tender voice.

"You are worthy of being my great grandson~"

With the chips on his back, Hashirama Senju shook his head and quickened his pace, still marveling at his granddaughter's unbeatable gambling luck.
"what?"

However, before he had taken a few steps, Hashirama Senju suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and blinked in surprise.

"Grandpa!"

"Oh! Here we come!"

Thinking that it was chest tightness caused by the lack of air circulation in the gambling house, Senju Hashirama did not pay attention to this inexplicable discomfort.

"Dice is more interesting~"

After playing around, Tsunade finally returned to the original dice table. The three delicate little dice seemed to have a magical attraction. She licked her lips and made a surprising decision.

"Grandpa, put all your chips on 666!"

"what?"

Senju Hashirama was stunned when he heard this, and the discomfort in his heart became more and more obvious. However, looking at Tsunade's serious expression, he still chose to believe it. He raised his hand and placed a mountain of chips on the gambling table.

The gamblers who were watching had already gone crazy. Looking at the piles of chips, they gritted their teeth and bet their fortunes on other options.
"Md! I really don't believe in evil!"

"How can you open the leopards in succession? I bet on the smaller one!"

"Study!"

"Buy it and don't leave it!"

The dealer, who had a blank expression just now, was sweating profusely at this moment. He had never encountered such a tense and exciting gambling game since he started working.
"Ding~"

As the cup was slowly opened, everyone stretched their necks to get a glimpse.
"6!"

"6!!"

"Still .6!!"

"Great!"

Little Tsunade jumped up excitedly, and just when she wanted to share the joy of victory with her grandfather, she turned around and saw that the usually rosy-faced Senju Hashirama had a frighteningly pale face.

"Congratulations."

"thump!"

Before he could finish his words, Hashirama Senju, who felt that he was gradually losing something inside his body, finally couldn't withstand the sudden weakness. His legs went limp and he fell straight back.

"Grandpa, don't play dead. If you need chips, I'll lend them to you~" (End of this chapter)