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

Chapter 212 The Uchiha are an integral part of Konoha

"Cough! I was careless. I never thought that I, Uchiha Tajima, who has dominated for half my life, would be defeated by a brat like you."

Uchiha Tajima, who had been pierced through the heart by Tobirama Senju's Flying Thunder God Slash, was kneeling on one knee. His slightly open tiger eyes were filled with a hint of confusion, as if he had not expected his defeat. He bent over, clutching his waist, and quietly forced open the wound that was about to heal so that the blood that was about to dry would not stop flowing. He coughed lightly, seemingly muttering to himself, but in fact, he accurately projected his voice into the ears of the people present.

"What?! Baka dazed!"

Madara Uchiha, who was playing a friendly match with Hashirama Senju, turned his head in confusion upon hearing a familiar voice. However, what he saw plunged his passionate heart into an icy abyss. The fan he was waving froze in mid-air, and he stood rooted to the spot, as if under a spell, staring blankly at his father slowly collapsing. His mouth was slightly open, but he couldn't utter a sound.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?!"

Hashirama Senju, standing atop the wooden dummy, looked at Madara Uchiha, who had suddenly frozen in shock, with a puzzled expression. He tilted his head and asked in a somewhat naive tone. However, when he instinctively followed Madara's gaze and saw Uchiha Tajima, who appeared to have been knocked to the ground by his younger brother, he exclaimed in surprise.

"Tobirama Senju!"

Sensing his father's fading life force, Madara Uchiha, recovering from his shock, abandoned his battle, dropped his fan, and flew towards the direction where "Uchiha Tajima" had fallen, shouting the murderer's name in resentment.

"You've finished filming, hurry up and leave! What are you still acting for?!"

Uchiha Gin, who had casually lay down on the ground, secretly gave Senju Tobirama, who was looking at him with disbelief, a series of winks, signaling him to hurry up and leave, otherwise his cousin would arrive soon and they would be exposed before a fight broke out.

Unexpectedly, Tobirama Senju seemed completely oblivious to her hint, merely looking at his own hands up and down with a look of utter disbelief.

"I actually defeated Uchiha Tajima in a second? Am I really the nemesis of the Uchiha clan?"

Senju Tobirama, who also sensed the fading life force of Uchiha Tajima lying opposite him, felt a mix of doubt and joy, though he was somewhat puzzled.

Just now, Tobirama Senju, who was preparing to catch up with Izuna Uchiha, had only stepped out of the battlefield when a sense of crisis suddenly arose in his anxious and chaotic heart. An unknown voice echoed in his mind, telling him that he could not leave his brother there alone. If Madara Uchiha and his son joined forces, his brother might be killed.

As the sense of crisis grew stronger, Tobirama Senju stopped in his tracks. A hint of darkness flickered in his crimson eyes. The image of his elder brother's gruesome death seemed to flash before his eyes, filling him with immense unease. Ultimately, he chose to return to the main battlefield to fight alongside his brother.

As the saying goes, "When it comes to war, brothers are the best; if he doesn't go, who will?"

And so, he rushed back to the main battlefield, Tobirama Senju. Seeing his elder brother locked in fierce combat with Madara Uchiha, he first breathed a sigh of relief. Then, seeing Tajima Uchiha standing with his arms crossed, glaring menacingly, he made a snap decision and, without hesitation, threw out several shuriken. At the same time, the Flying Thunder God Technique immediately came to mind.

"Tsk! What's with this clone? Can't it see what I'm looking at?"

After failing to get through to his cues, Uchiha Gin had no choice but to connect to the chat group in his mental space, intending to send a pop-up message to the wood clone who was too engrossed in the role. However, to his surprise, his chat box was filled with countless question marks.

"My true form! I'm here. How should I make my entrance?"

"???"

"Holy crap, Tobirama Senju is here too?"

"Director! Director?"

"???"

"Alright, looks like I'm not needed anymore."

At this moment, Uchiha Gin felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind. Looking at the message from his wood clone, he secretly released his enhanced senses, only to discover another "Senju Tobirama" on a nearby hillside, munching on sunflower seeds and watching the show. He was instantly furious.

I even praised you as a veteran actor, but it turns out you were the one who did the stunts. No wonder you were so rough.

With things having come to this point, Uchiha Gin, feeling helpless, had no choice but to grit his teeth and finish the act. After a brief moment of thought, he closed his eyes, feigning weakness, and waited for Uchiha Madara to arrive.

"Father!"

Madara Uchiha, who rushed to Gin Uchiha's side, reached out his trembling hands and gently helped his father, who was barely breathing, to his feet. Looking at the bright red blood flowing from his waist, he felt an indescribable grief.

"Ahem. Madara, Father was careless."

Barely opening his eyes, "Uchiha Tajima" coughed a few times, some with blood frothing at the mouth, and spoke with difficulty to Uchiha Madara, whose face was filled with grief.

"It's all because my eyes can no longer see the trajectory of the kunai."

As he spoke, he pointed to his thick reading glasses and admonished Madara Uchiha.

"Father, don't speak, I'll take you back for treatment right away."

"Hmph~ You want to leave? Did you even ask me?"

Awakening from his false joy, Tobirama Senju's lips curled slightly as he drew the short sword he had just used to stab Tajima Uchiha in the waist. His crimson eyes were filled with killing intent, and with a slight twitch of his fingers, the aura of the Flying Thunder God Technique emerged, preparing to unleash a new killing move.

"Tobirama! Stop!"

With a roar, Hashirama Senju descended from above, landing in front of Tobirama Senju. He reached out to stop his whimsical younger brother, speaking up to dissuade him.

"Big brother, this is a golden opportunity to wipe out the entire Uchiha clan!"

Seeing his elder brother so confused, Tobirama Senju, filled with anxiety, immediately called out.

"I told you, stop!"

With a gloomy expression, Hashirama Senju turned his head slightly, his oppressive eyes glaring at his disobedient younger brother. His mountain-like aura made the eager Tobirama Senju breathless, so he could only sheepishly sheath his short sword. Then, with a resentful look, he turned his head away and stopped talking.

"Mada!"

Turning back, Hashirama Senju, with a hint of apology in his eyes, softly spoke to Madara Uchiha, who was carrying Tajima Uchiha.

"Shut up, Father needs treatment. Let's call a truce for today."

Madara Uchiha, not wanting to pay any more attention to Hashirama Senju, and too lazy to say another word to him, hoisted the barely breathing Tajima Uchiha onto his back and ran towards the camp.

"Sigh~"

Watching Madara Uchiha's departing figure, Hashirama Senju sighed deeply, a sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

"Big brother, why don't you take this opportunity to wipe out the Uchiha clan?"

With the outsiders gone, it was time for family to talk. Tobirama Senju stepped forward, his brow furrowed, his crimson eyes filled with doubt.

"Tobirama, how many enemies do we still have?"

Without answering his brother's question, Hashirama Senju turned around, a strange light in his deep eyes, and asked in return,

"Uh, that's all. In the entire Land of Fire, only the Uchiha clan is still our enemy. All the other clans, big and small, have already submitted."

Faced with his elder brother's question, Tobirama Senju frowned and pondered for a moment before quickly giving his answer. The Senju clan, with their overwhelming overall strength, had swept across the entire Land of Fire. Those who were not convinced, such as the Hagoromo clan, had already been expelled from the Land of Fire.

"That's right, the Uchiha clan is the last and most important piece of the puzzle of my dream."

Recalling the dream he had made with Madara Uchiha, Hashirama Senju took a deep breath, looked at his younger brother who was clearly unconvinced, and spoke up.

"Madara and I once dreamed of building an ideal village that could protect children from the suffering of war and completely change this era of war. If the Uchiha clan did not exist in this village, then this dream would have been nothing but empty talk."

The idea of ​​building an ideal village together with Madara Uchiha was the psychological pillar that supported Hashirama Senju's struggle for many years. All these years of fighting against the Uchiha clan were just him training Madara. When Madara was truly convinced, their ideal village could be officially established.

"Hopefully things won't get to the worst possible outcome."

Hashirama Senju gazed at the distant Uchiha camp with a worried look in his eyes, a touch of melancholy rising in his heart.

"Quickly! Elder Miao, save Father!"

Madara Uchiha, wishing he had two more legs, hurriedly carried the unconscious "Uchiha Tajima" back to the camp. Just then, he ran into Uchiha Miao, who had come to examine him. Madara's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed. Elder Miao was the clan's number one medical expert. His father's life could be saved.

"Ah! Quickly bring the old clan chief in, you all wait outside!"

Uchiha Miao, who was "greatly alarmed," immediately waved for his clan to push "Uchiha Tajima" into the room. He then dismissed everyone else, closed the door, and began emergency treatment.

"A-Gin?"

After closing the door, Uchiha Miao's expression instantly changed. The panic she had shown moments before vanished. Looking at the blood-soaked "Uchiha Tajima" on the bed, she whispered, "..."

"Hey! How was my acting?"

Uchiha Tajima, his face deathly pale, peeked open one eye and saw Uchiha Miao standing by the bed with a mocking expression. He raised an eyebrow and asked,

"Judging from the clan leader's expression, he was indeed fooled."

Uchiha Miao nodded. Although he hadn't witnessed Uchiha Gin's superb acting skills, he could tell from Uchiha Madara's face after watching the performance that this time his acting was far superior to his previous ones.

"That's good. Is Uncle's eye ready?"

Having finally completed the most difficult part, Uchiha Gin still dared not relax and immediately asked Uchiha Miao, one of the participants in the performance,

"We're all ready, just waiting for you to persuade the clan leader to perform the transplant."

Turning around, he took out two scarlet eyes soaked in nutrient solution from the medical kit on his back, showed them to Uchiha Miao, and then answered Uchiha Yin.

"Well then, let's bring my cousin in!"

Gin Uchiha glanced at the Mangekyou Sharingan he had just acquired from his uncle, then nodded, indicating that his final performance was about to begin.

"It's time to show off your real acting skills!"

(End of this chapter)