Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha lacks motivation.

Chapter 145 My Cousin's Dream Is Shelved Again

"Bang!"

Madara Uchiha's bedroom door was practically useless. With Gin Uchiha's monstrous strength, the door, adorned with the clan crest, was smashed to pieces with a single palm strike. The broken door let out a pitiful wail as it crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Hey, hey, hey! I told you not to be impulsive, bro! Now everything's ruined!"

Seeing this, Uchiha Izuna, who was unable to stop him in time, covered his face with his hands and felt extremely regretful. His older cousin was really unreliable.

Ignoring the heartbroken Uchiha Izuna, Uchiha Gin walked into Uchiha Madara's bedroom and looked around at his cousin's usual room.

Although it was the son of the clan chief's room, it was not as luxurious as he had imagined. The bed was not made of golden nanmu, and the table was not made of huanghuali. Apart from being relatively spacious, it was no different from an ordinary family's room.

Madara Uchiha, who usually wore a tight-fitting outfit, was now wearing a loose, dark blue robe and sitting cross-legged in the center of the room.

"I've already told you, don't bother me."

His custom-made red armor and sword were neatly arranged in front of him. Hearing the voice of the newcomer, he slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in his dark pupils.

"Big cousin? Are you planning to retire from crime?"

Uchiha Gin ignored Uchiha Madara's warning and immediately moved closer to his younger cousin. Looking at the gleaming armor, Gin raised an eyebrow and spoke to his expressionless cousin.

Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha turned his head in surprise, looked at his usually unreliable cousin, and slowly said,

Why do you think that way?

"Sigh~ You've always been like this since you were little, you can't stand people talking behind your back, and you can't hide anything from your face."

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Uchiha Gin sighed, patted Uchiha Madara on the shoulder, then sat down opposite him, rubbing his younger cousin's brand-new armor with his fingers, his eyes filled with amusement.

"Give up?"

Gin stared at Madara Uchiha, whose expression was indifferent and whose eyes were empty, for a long time, until Madara's gaze became evasive. Then Gin chuckled, his tone slightly provocative.

"I am indeed no match for Hasi Hot Mom."

Upon hearing Uchiha Gin's mocking words, the ever-proud Uchiha Madara was about to retort, but then he recalled his embarrassing moment of being held in the Buddha's hand. After a moment's hesitation, he admitted that he was indeed inferior in skill. However, even so, he still wanted to put down Gin.

"Even my father escaped with serious injuries."

That's right, when my father came back, his face was covered in blood; it was obvious that the Buddha statue had smeared it on his face.

Uncle seriously injured?

Okay, okay, I knew that old Deng didn't tell the truth. He'd say anything to save face.

I was thinking of including his achievements in the Konoha Chronicles and praising them later, but now it seems better to keep them hidden and not reveal them, lest we embarrass ourselves.

"You think you're inferior to that melon-headed brat?"

Uchiha Gin pursed his lips, inwardly criticizing his uncle, before asking Uchiha Madara again.

"A melon-shaped head? You mean that hot mom from Hasi? She's changed her hairstyle now."

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, long flowing hair—she's quite beautiful.

"I've fought him no less than a hundred times over the years, and I've always won more than I've lost. I never felt that I was inferior to him in any way."

Madara Uchiha recalled every detail of the past years, remembering clearly every move and word of his opponent.

"Then why are you so down this time?"

Uchiha Gin was a little confused. They had been fighting for so many years and had only lost once. Why was he so emotional? This was not like his older cousin.

"Actually, not just this time, but in our recent encounters, I..."

Madara Uchiha raised his head, his furrowed brows capable of crushing a Nine-Tails, his tone filled with deep bewilderment.

"I've never won a single time, and each defeat is faster than the last. This time, I was captured in the very first encounter."

As if summoning all his courage, Madara Uchiha gritted his teeth and said, his mind filled with memories of being hung up and hammered by a wooden doll.

"I see. So, ever since you learned that escape technique, you haven't won a single game?"

Uchiha Gin slapped his palm, suddenly realizing what was happening.

Sure enough, Rome wasn't built in a day, and my cousin's confidence was gradually eroded by Hasi's hot mom's wooden magic.

"Yes, even though I sparred with you and thought I had found a way to break the pattern, what I ended up with was an even greater humiliation."

Madara Uchiha clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with resentment. He had clearly analyzed the best solution, but Hasi Hot Mom always managed to come up with something new.

Just like that tall and majestic Arhat statue from a few days ago, whose faith was repeatedly rubbed on the ground.

No, my silly little brother, I was just kidding you with that Wood Release technique. A serious person would start by using Flower World Descent to set up the field, and then summon a wooden doll to attack.

If you dare to use Susanoo to resist, the opponent will directly use the magic card - Sage Mode, and give you a full-screen AOE True Thousand Hands, slapping you so many times that even your cousin won't recognize you.

What are you still playing for? Just join!

"Sigh~ The responsibility lies with my cousin. It was my Wood Release that gave you the illusion that you could defeat Melon Head. I will definitely try harder next time and make you feel at home."

Uchiha Gin never expected that his act of holding back would give his younger cousin the illusion that he could currently fight against the Wood Release Hasi Hot Mom. He deserved to die.

"It's all in the past, I've let it go now."

Madara Uchiha closed his eyes, seemingly resigned, and said calmly,

"Although Father is in his prime, Izuna, don't forget to train hard. The future of the Uchiha clan rests on your shoulders."

"ha?"

Uchiha Izuna, who was kneeling to the side lost in thought, was speechless with surprise when he suddenly heard what his older brother said. Did his older brother mean to give up and do nothing?

"No! Brother, you can't give up like this. Your setback is only temporary. Nobody knows what the future holds."

Things change every thirty years; if you outlive that brat Hashirama Senju, you'll win!

"After our last battle, I could already feel the gap between us, a gap that cannot be bridged through training alone."

Madara was deeply moved by Gin's encouragement, but the profound sense of powerlessness he felt during his last battle against Hasi Hotaru had created a mental block within him.

Constant self-doubt led him to question whether he could truly lead the Uchiha clan to lasting prosperity in the Land of Fire.

Tsk! This is troublesome. My cousin's cheat code is slow to come online. Hashirama Senju's version was updated before his, and he's almost driven to despair with his Wood Release.

It seems the "Open Eyes" plan must be implemented immediately to help my older cousin regain his confidence and restore his masculine prowess!

"Big cousin, I actually have a plan."

Uchiha Gin opened his mouth to offer some advice, but was interrupted by Uchiha Madara waving his hand.

"Cousin, don't waste your breath. My mind is made up. You should leave."

After saying that, Madara Uchiha closed his eyes as if he were in deep meditation.

"Big brother!"

Seeing that even Uchiha Gin's intervention was ineffective, Uchiha Izuna jumped up in anxiety. He didn't want to shoulder such a heavy burden at such a young age. He thought his older brother and cousin would take care of things if the sky fell down; he just wanted to slack off.

"Stop talking, Izuna."

Uchiha Gin raised his hand to stop his agitated younger cousin, shook his head, and gestured for him to calm down.

He then turned his head and stared at the expressionless Uchiha Madara, looking him up and down. When he noticed a fan at his cousin's feet, a look of understanding flashed in his eyes. No wonder there were rhythmic footsteps coming from the room; they were practicing this!

"Little cousin, is that a dance fan?"

Uchiha Gin pointed to the fan beside Uchiha Madara's feet and asked,

"It's just an ordinary fan for cooling off; the weather's been a bit hot lately."

Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha opened his eyes, kicked the fan aside, and spoke in a somewhat unnatural tone.

"Oh, so it's for cooling off?"

Uchiha Gin's eyes were full of mockery, and a devilish smile curled at the corners of his lips as he spoke hastily.

"Phew~~~"

Because Uchiha Gin had removed the bedroom door, a cold wind blew in from outside, causing all three people present to shiver, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward.

"Hehe, it seems my younger cousin hasn't forgotten his childhood dream. Well then, I wish you all the best in making your dream come true, and I'll definitely bring the whole clan to support you!"

Uchiha Gin stood up with a smile, pulled the still dazed Uchiha Izuna along, and walked outside.

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Madara Uchiha wore a strange expression, as if he were having an internal struggle. His usually cold face turned pale and then red. Finally, he could no longer hold back and slowly spoke.

"Cousin! I think I can do it again!"

"real?"

Uchiha Gin turned his head, his eyes full of mockery, and asked to confirm.

"Absolutely true! She's just some 'hot mom' from Haxi. Next time, I'll definitely cut that blockhead down!"

Madara Uchiha grabbed the long sword lying in front of him, drew the blade, and instantly it gleamed with a cold light. He brandished it a few times, the wind from the blade sharp and fierce, and he made a definite guarantee.

It seems my cousin's dream of making braised pork with soy sauce is going to be put on hold again.

Uchiha Gin nodded in satisfaction, looking at his energetic younger cousin and giving him the highest praise.

"Great! Very energetic!"

"I'll go cultivate right now!"

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Although he was coerced, now that he had said what he was told, Madara Uchiha didn't want to continue being so dejected.

As he reached the door, Madara Uchiha turned back to see Gin and Izuna clapping and celebrating behind him. A slight smile crept onto his icy lips, and a resolute glint appeared in his eyes. He thought to himself,

For the sake of my family who love me, I can't lose again.

Just you wait, hot mom from Harbin! I'll prove to you that I'm carrying just as much burden as you are!

When I, Uchiha Madara, return as the king, I will hold you in the palm of my hand and humiliate you at will to avenge the hatred in my heart!

"Wait a minute, little cousin, where are you going to cultivate?"

Tsk! With your solo training style, when will cheaters ever be available? Hurry up and come to my bro's bowl, I'll take you flying like a Gundam!

(End of this chapter)