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

"ha?"

Hearing his father's cold words, Tobirama Senju felt his blood freeze.

This is not what we agreed on!

Incredulous, he resisted turning to look at Thousand-Armed Buddha in the distance, wanting to give him a warning with his eyes.

He himself was the true man of a thousand hands, while the curly-haired man beside him was merely a son-in-law who had not yet entered the family.

As a result, Tobirama Senju sadly discovered that his father's attention was entirely focused on Gin Uchiha, and he didn't pay any attention to his own son.

"Are you Uchiha Tajima's nephew?"

"My cousin is even closer than a biological nephew."

Uchiha Gin scratched his head in confusion. He had expected this old man from the Warring States period to hurl insults at his ancestors in his hometown slang.

Unexpectedly, Senju Butsuma, who had just been looking like a furious lion, suddenly became kind and benevolent.

Subconsciously activating the perception of good and evil.

Seeing the overwhelming goodwill in the feedback, Uchiha Gin was momentarily confused.

"Hey, did you cast an illusion on your old man?"

Gin Uchiha nudged Tobirama Senju, who looked ashen-faced, and asked in a low voice.

"I hissed first!"

As Tobirama Senju was wallowing in self-pity, he was suddenly struck hard in the ribs, causing him to gasp in pain.

Forcibly suppressing the urge to retaliate, Tobirama Senju glared at Gin Uchiha and casually began spouting nonsense with a straight face.

"How could that be? My father has always been a kind and generous man. After hearing that the Senju Uchiha had joined forces to establish Konoha and usher in peace, he put aside his past grievances."

"Sweep up your wretch! So you're the only bad one in your family. Why don't you ask your father if the babies were switched at birth?"

Uchiha Ginichi slammed his fist in his hand, a look of sudden realization on his face.

Boom!

The sound of sanity crumbling.

"Curly hair, I'm on the 8 AM shift!"

Tobirama, you're being a bit noisy.

""

Once again scolded by his father, Tobirama Senju turned completely ashen, turned around, squatted in a corner, and began drawing circles.

"I've known Uchiha Tajima for a long time. I never expected that old bastard would have such an outstanding junior."

Ignoring his son, Senju Butsuma nodded with a smile, a strange compliment that aroused suspicion in Uchiha Gin's heart.

Is this old man trying to trick me into lowering my guard so he can punch me in the back?

"So-so, just won the title of Konoha's Good Person for ten consecutive years."

"Haha, what a young hero!"

"Not at all, I think you are still very vigorous despite your age. Even though you have been dead for so many years, you are still full of energy and radiant."

"You are the most well-mannered Uchiha I have ever met."

"That's what everyone says. I've often heard of Senior Buddha's wisdom and prowess."

"really?"

"Of course!"

""

Two men from different eras, one old and one young, one alive and one dead, embark on a business partnership that transcends life and death.

With the added benefit of the "ideal son-in-law" filter, Senju Butsuma found Uchiha Gin increasingly pleasing to the eye.

If he weren't under the control of the Impure World Reincarnation, he would have already gone over and had a few drinks with Uchiha Gin.

"It's a pity I came in such a hurry that I didn't bring any gift for my nephew, so I'll have Tobirama make it up to you!"

At the height of his enthusiasm, Senju Butsuma looked at himself, who had nothing of value, and then turned to Tobirama Senju, who was sitting in the corner looking rather sullen, and said...

"ha?"

Tobirama Senju looked up in bewilderment. It turned out that his trip had been a complete disaster; he had gained nothing and even lost a lot of money.

"Do you have a problem with that?"

"No, no!"

Seeing his father's lingering expression, Tobirama Senju's heart tightened. If he let his father continue arguing with that wretched curly-haired man, he didn't know how much more he would have to pay in compensation.

"Ahem, you've had your fill of conversation, Father. We have important business to attend to. We'll call you out for a chat another time."

So he coughed a few times feigning seriousness, and put on a serious expression.

"We also need to confirm our elder brother's safety; this matter is of utmost urgency."

"Tsk!"

Thousand-Armed Buddha frowned, but since it concerned his eldest son's safety, he had no choice but to give up.

"Nephew, I'll head back now."

"Take care, senior. I'll burn some local specialties for you on the fifteenth of this month."

Uchiha Gin's face was filled with reluctance, and tears flickered faintly in his lifeless, fish-like eyes, which warmed Senju Butsuma's spirit.

He's truly a wonderful son-in-law, much better than raising a son!

"Should I let your uncle know I'm safe?"

Before leaving, Senju Butsuma seemed to remember something and asked,

"Thank you, senior. But my uncle just appeared in my dream yesterday. He's doing well, so you don't need to worry about him."

"That's true. A filial child like you must have given that old scoundrel Tajima a lot of support, unlike some unfilial sons."

Senju Butsuma nodded in deep agreement, then shifted the pressure to the third person in the arena, his eyes filled with disappointment as he looked at Senju Tobirama.

"Father, please take care!"

Tobirama Senju shouted, then frantically gave Gin Uchiha meaningful glances.

Seeing Tobirama Senju's impatient expression, Gin Uchiha, standing behind Tobirama, smiled and gave an OK sign. His mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out.

Three million

The saying goes, "It's easy to invite a father but hard to send him away." You, white-haired man, made me summon this old man, and you think you can get rid of this big Buddha without paying a price?

Faced with Uchiha Gin's opportunistic robbery, Tobirama Senju, who could read lips, had no choice but to grit his teeth and admit defeat, nodding slightly in pain.

【make a deal】

Seeing that Tobirama Senju was being so sensible, Gin Uchiha smiled and raised his hand.

"Please take care, senior. Please come to my home next time. My little cook is a first-rate chef."

"Haha, don't keep me waiting too long, Hyun."

The Thousand-Armed Buddha, whose body was radiating white light, laughed heartily. However, before he could finish speaking, his strong body turned into gray dust and fell, revealing the lifeless death row inmate inside.

"Phew, they're finally gone."

With the bloodline suppression finally gone, Tobirama Senju immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Turning to look at Gin Uchiha, his eyes were filled with regret.

If he had done this earlier, he wouldn't have come.

"Don't even think about reneging on your debt; I recorded the whole thing."

Fearing that Tobirama Senju might turn against him, Gin Uchiha immediately raised the still-operating recording device in his hand.

"you!"

Tobirama Senju hardened his fist.

"Our Thousand Hands Clan has always valued integrity. We keep our word and will never shortchange you."

"What did your dad just say?"

"You actually believe what a dead person says?"

"Spiritual Communication - Impure World Reincarnation"

"Okay, okay!"

Seeing that Uchiha Gin was about to use the same trick again, Senju Tobirama regretted it so much that he wanted to slap himself. Why did he have nothing better to do than teach ninjutsu to this bastard? He had only asked himself for trouble.

"Hehe, that's more like it. Here you go~"

Uchiha Gin chuckled a few times and reached out his hand towards Senju Tobirama.

"Now? I need to go back and prepare."

Tobirama Senju frowned; even those who were pressing for one's life weren't as anxious as Gin Uchiha.

"What are you saying? Give me the cells from the bottom of Hashirama's cell."

Uchiha Gin rolled his eyes dramatically. What did she take him for?

"Oh well."

After searching his backpack, Tobirama Senju quickly pulled out a scroll bearing the name Hashirama Senju.

"Ask me for more when you're done using them."

Taking the scroll, Uchiha Gin used his spatial powers to sense it and discovered dozens of sealed test tubes inside.

The cells, immersed in the nutrient solution, exuded a powerful Wood Release energy, brimming with vitality.

"I hope I won't run out of money."

"Too."

After giving his instructions, Tobirama Senju turned to leave, but was stopped by Gin Uchiha.

"Wait a minute."

"Is there anything else?"

Tobirama Senju turned his head in confusion. Gin Uchiha gestured for him to wait a moment, then pulled a piece of paper from his backpack and began to write furiously.

About five minutes later, he blew on the still-wet ink on the paper and handed it over.

"This is?"

Filled with doubt, Tobirama Senju took the hastily written paper. Before he could even look at it, Gin Uchiha's voice reached his ears.

"This is an optimized version of Edo Tensei 0. I just messed around with it last night when I had nothing else to do."

"you"

Tobirama Senju felt a tremor in his heart. Such exquisite optimization must have taken a lot of effort to complete. Gin Uchiha must have stayed up all night for it.

"The payment will be delivered to your residence tomorrow."

Not being good at expressing gratitude, Tobirama Senju didn't say anything about being thankful. Instead, he decided to show his gratitude to Gin Uchiha through his actions.

the next day.

"Curly hair, what kind of junk did you buy on TV shopping this time?"

In the morning, just as Senju Itama was about to go out to buy groceries, he saw a mountain of gift boxes piled up at the door, and angrily pulled back Uchiha Gin's blanket, loudly questioning him.

"ha?"

Uchiha Gin, yawning and looking bewildered, walked downstairs. His listless eyes swept over the gift boxes, and then a look of realization quickly appeared on his face.

"Those are prizes I won at the company's annual party a few days ago."

"Such good luck! Who sent you this?"

Upon hearing that the prizes were free, Senju Itama immediately started carrying them away with a cheerful smile.

"Your father."

"ha?"

"What I mean is that I'm so lucky because of the blessings of my ancestors."

"Then you should be called your father!"

"Oh, whose father isn't a father? They're all the same."

"Is it all the same? This already counts as a proposal, right?"

Uchiha Gin's sleepy, perfunctory words struck Senju Itama like a thunderclap, instantly turning the girl's cheeks red and making her feel as if her whole body was on fire.

"Then I'll trouble you to clean it up."

Ignoring Senju Itama's muttering to himself, Uchiha Gin yawned and went back to his room for a nap.

Leaf.

A group of hurried ninjas stood in a dense forest several kilometers from the gates of Konoha. Dozens of pairs of eyes were filled with a variety of emotions: fear, envy, and inferiority.

More than anything, there was a deep sense of shame and indignation.

Gazing at the towering buildings of Konoha Village in the distance, the leading elder took a deep breath, turned around, and solemnly instructed his subordinates behind him.

"Remember my instructions: no matter what happens, do not get into any conflict with the Konoha ninja."

"yes!"

"Alright, get the props ready, change into your costumes, and let's begin the performance."

Inside the Hokage Building,

With a cold expression, Madara Uchiha sat cross-legged on the long-awaited Hokage throne, but he felt empty inside. He couldn't live a single day without his hot mom, Hasi.

Next to his desk, a small table had been added, and Uchiha Izuna, exuding an air of authority, was buried in his documents, working frantically.

The busy figures and Madara Uchiha's leisurely demeanor formed a stark contrast.

On the other side of the room, Tobirama Senju was meditating with his eyes closed. As the branch secretary in charge of foreign military affairs, he actually had a bit of free time at this moment, so he devoted all his energy to finding Hashirama Senju.

Because he has created too many shadow clones, he needs to stay alert at all times and be prepared to receive new memories.

Bang Bang Bang!

Suddenly, a series of urgent knocks sounded at the door.

"Come in."

As the only person standing idly by, Uchiha Madara spoke loudly.

creak~

"Hokage-sama, something's happened!"

"Mirror, what's the matter that you're so alarmed?"

Seeing the tense expression on Uchiha Kagami's face, Uchiha Madara frowned slightly. Could it be that people from other villages have attacked?

Since the hot mom from Harbin is away recently, his hands are itching to get their hands dirty.

"There are people outside the village."

Uchiha Kagami, kneeling on one knee, had an extremely grim expression.

"Someone's causing trouble outside the village? Just send them to my older cousin for some reformation."

Not hearing the exciting news he had imagined, Madara Uchiha showed a lack of interest.

"Lord Hokage, we're not causing trouble."

"Not causing trouble? Then what, are they here to collect debts?"

The moment Madara Uchiha uttered those words, Kagami Uchiha's face became incredibly expressive.

"The Hokage is wise!"

"ha?"

Konoha Gate

As one of the main channels into the village, the Konoha Gate is often crowded with people and has a huge flow of visitors.

But at this moment, everyone passing by stopped in their tracks, tiptoed, and craned their necks to look into the center of the crowd.

"What exactly are you trying to do?!"

The gatekeeper, his face contorted with worry, stared at the group of people before him. Even he, a veteran of life-or-death battles, was somewhat perplexed by the current situation.

Standing before the guards was not a vast army, but a group of several dozen people led by an elderly man in his twilight years.

They were not fully armed; instead, they were dressed in tattered clothes with patches of all sizes on their knees and elbows, making them look very poor.

Seeing that the crowd of onlookers was growing, the elderly man at the head of the group felt the time was ripe, and his dull eyes instantly welled up with cloudy tears.

"We just want an explanation!"

He suddenly knelt on the ground, his voice choked with sobs, reaching the ears of everyone present.

"We demand an explanation from the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, who was the most peace-loving of all."

These words immediately caused an uproar among the surrounding crowd.

"What?!"

"Are you here to collect a debt?"

"Could it be a mistake made by the First Generation Leader when he was young? But the age difference is a bit too great, isn't it?"

"I remember the First Generation Lord is currently in seclusion."

Immediately, the crowd buzzed with discussion, creating a lively scene, and villagers were drawn to the area in droves.

Seeing such a wonderful start, a glint of shrewdness flashed in the eyes of the old man kneeling on the ground, weeping. He immediately gave a subtle signal to his subordinates behind him.

Thump~ Thump thump~

The subordinates, understanding the order perfectly, quickly slid to their knees, tears streaming down their faces. The exaggerated display drew admiring glances from the surrounding onlookers.

This kind of juicy gossip is something you have to eat your fill, or you'll regret it for the rest of your life.

Seeing that the time was ripe, the old man in the lead pulled out a worn-out little drum with his backhand.

Under the guard's watchful gaze, he picked up a broken branch beside him and gently tapped it, his aged voice ringing out.

"I originally lived by the waterfall in the Land of Waterfalls. My village was full of beasts and treasures, and I lived a carefree life. But then Hashirama Senju, that ruthless and unreasonable man, relied on his strength and acted with utter arrogance. He stole my divine beast and my treasures. My elder brother stood up to him, but he was beaten flat by one punch. My leader cursed him for bullying the good people, but he was dragged into the woods and raped a hundred times, a hundred times!"