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Fortunately, it was just a false alarm; Yuyue was leisurely strolling down the street.

"Oh dear, that really startled me! Turns out, she was shopping with the First and Second Generation..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi patted his chest lightly, deactivated the crystal ball that revealed the future, and felt slightly relieved.

But in an instant, an unusual aura made him stop abruptly: "Wait a minute..."

The first generation?! The second generation?!

Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes widened in disbelief.

Could I have misread it?

Without a second thought, he activated his clairvoyance once more, and this time, the images indeed showed those two extremely familiar faces.

Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju, those two figures deeply etched in his memory

"That's right, it's those two!" This time, Hiruzen Sarutobi was absolutely certain, his heart filled with turmoil.

Chapter 27 Danzo, You're in Trouble Soon

Despite some minor hiccups, Tobirama was generally quite satisfied with his trip to Konoha.

As the three strolled along, they unknowingly left the bustling streets of Konoha and entered a more secluded area.

This is the former territory of the Senju clan, as Tobirama remembered it.

Logically, as the founders of Konoha, the Senju clan should occupy the most central area.

However, Hashirama declined this honor, explaining that the Senju clan was large, and if they were to reside in the center, it would inevitably occupy too much land, which would be detrimental to the balanced development of the village.

Tobirama felt a pang of regret for his brother's selflessness, yet he could not deny it. Ultimately, the Senju clan's stronghold was established in a corner of Konoha.

Tobirama's face was full of anticipation, his heart yearning to see the current state of the Senju clan.

But as they ventured deeper, the scene before them took a shocking turn of events.

The area was desolate, with abandoned houses covered in cobwebs and overgrown with weeds, clearly indicating that it had been neglected for many years.

They stopped in front of the dilapidated gate.

Tobirama stared at the half-collapsed gate, his face full of confusion.

He turned to Yuuzuki and asked, "Master of the Shinomiya Group, has the Senju clan moved away?"

Yuyue leisurely took a bite of tofu, but her nonchalant reply was like a bolt from the blue:

"No, like the Uchiha clan, they have become dust in the past."

"The entire clan was wiped out?!"

"That's right"

Tobirama remained silent for a long time, his heart heavy.

"Is this Danzo's doing again?" he pressed.

"That's most likely the case, but Hiruzen Sarutobi is probably also implicated. After all, he's the Hokage; without his tacit approval, this couldn't have happened." Yuzuki's words added to Danzo's guilt.

It seems that Tobirama's anger towards Danzo is about to reach its peak.

Hashirama looked at his pensive younger brother without disturbing him, knowing that Tobirama needed some peace and quiet at this moment.

He already knew the truth in the video, but he never expected that the seemingly honest Sarutobi would do such a thing.

Fortunately, this was not his own era, and he had the opportunity to rectify all the misfortunes.

As for the Senju clan in this timeline, only silence remains.

"Ugh……"

"Let's go, let's look at another place."

A moment later, Tobirama spoke, his face expressionless, his thoughts unknown to anyone.

But one thing is certain: Danzo is likely in big trouble.

"How about we go meet the current Hokage?" Yuuki deliberately stirred things up.

Hashirama glanced at him silently, his eyes filled with helplessness.

The group leader, Yuyue, is really good at making trouble. If she goes to find Sarutobi now, he'll definitely be in deep trouble.

"Go ahead, I just wanted to ask him how he's managed to protect Konoha, which my brother and I entrusted to him," Tobirama said coldly.

Just as the three were about to leave, an elderly man with faltering steps slowly emerged from the ruins of the Senju clan.

The faint footsteps made the three of them suddenly stop.

Then, the aged voice came from behind:

"Oh? It's rare to have someone visit. Are you all here to offer incense and pay tribute to the First and Second Hokage?"

Kosuke Maruhoshi, carrying a basket, hunched over and asked with a beaming smile.

He regularly comes here to offer incense and clean the graves of the First and Second Hokage, a habit he has maintained for decades.

He was always alone in the past, but today he was fortunate enough to meet a visitor.

In his understanding, these people must have felt the same way as him, otherwise who would set foot on this long-abandoned old place?

"I still have some incense here, I'll give it to you."

Kosuke Maruhoshi slowly approached

At this moment, the three people in front turned around.

When Kosuke Maruhoshi saw the faces of two of them clearly, the smile on his face froze instantly.

pat...

The basket fell silently to the ground, but he paid no heed to that. Trembling, he stepped forward, his voice filled with disbelief:

"First generation sir? Second generation sir?"

Maruhoshi Kosuke's eyes, etched with the marks of time, widened suddenly, as if in disbelief.

The two Hokage, who had long since perished, stood vividly before him as if they had traveled through time.

The Senju brothers exchanged a glance. Did this old man perhaps recognize them?

However, they had no recollection of the old man, at least not of his youth.

And so, their gazes fell simultaneously on Shinomiya Yuuki.

"His name is Maruboshi Kosuke, Tobirama, one of your disciples, and also the most filial of all your students," Yuzuki introduced simply.

"Maruboshi Kosuke?" Tobirama Senju murmured the name softly.

A moment later, his face lit up with a sudden realization.

I remember now. Besides his outstanding disciples like Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura, he had also taken notice of a child of average talent. Although he didn't formally take him under his wing, he secretly taught him ninjutsu.

That child was none other than Maruhoshi Kosuke.

"You... are Kosuke? You've gotten so old already..."

Tobirama Senju's tone was full of emotion.

Just half a day ago, he still remembered the lively and energetic Maruhoshi Kosuke, who was just like a little leopard in the forest. In the blink of an eye, time has flown by, and the man before him is now an old and frail man.

"Second Generation Lord! It really is you!" Maruhoshi Kosuke exclaimed, his face filled with excitement.

When Tobirama Senju called his name, he felt as if he had returned from a dream, his memory of his mentor overlapping with the person before him.

He was absolutely certain that the person standing before him was Tobirama Senju himself, not an illusion or someone else in disguise.

"Second Generation Lord, didn't you and the First Generation Lord already..."

Maruboshi Kosuke approached them, glanced at Tobirama, then at Hashirama; the two were indeed alive.

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As he got closer, he could even feel the suffocating pressure emanating from Hashirama.

That's the awe-inspiring power unique to the God of Ninjas!

"Uh...it's a long story."

Maruhoshi Kosuke nodded silently, without asking any further questions.

Instead, he lowered his head with a hint of guilt: "Second Hokage, I have failed your teachings. I have not protected the Senju clan..."

The desolate scenery around him seemed to reflect his heavy mood at that moment.

"Kosuke, this isn't your fault, don't worry about it."

"You've done your best. As for those who are causing trouble behind the scenes, my brother and I will handle them."

Tobirama Senju's eyes narrowed, and a wisp of chakra inadvertently dissipated.

The ground beneath their feet cracked open!

Just then, a dry laugh came from behind: "First Generation Master, Second Generation Master..."