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

Seeing no one respond, Madara Uchiha swaggered to the head seat at the large round table in the conference room, while Tobirama Senju plopped down in the seat next to him.

He's finally made it big; last time at the meeting he was just a nobody.

The F6 members, acting as bodyguards, tacitly divided into two groups and stood behind the two, instantly exuding the aura of the number one ninja gang.

"I hereby declare the meeting open."

With his arms crossed in front of him, Madara Uchiha glanced at the tense-faced Onoki and the others, and announced in an unquestionable tone,

"My time is precious, so speak quickly, or I won't wait any longer."

The three, who had just been intimidated by Madara Uchiha's gaze, exchanged glances. Finally, Onoki, the most stubborn of them all, spoke first.

Snapped!

"Stop putting on airs. Don't you know what good deeds Konoha has done?"

Onoki started with zero frames, slammed his fist on the table, and looked furious.

"Oh?"

Faced with the aggressive Onoki, Madara Uchiha shifted to a more comfortable position, crossed his legs, and watched with great interest as the little potato in front of him began his performance.

"We people of Konoha have always done good deeds anonymously."

Tobirama Senju, standing to the side, opportunely added a comment, his proud expression infuriating the others.

"You people of Konoha have no shame whatsoever! You dare to do it but not admit it?"

Kinkaku stared intently at Senju Tobirama's pale face, gritting his teeth as he coldly questioned,

"You've been playing cryptic games all along. Just say what you want to say directly, stop beating around the bush."

He glared back without backing down, then Tobirama Senju shook his head dismissively, signaling everyone to speak frankly and openly, as beating around the bush would only make them look worse.

"Hmph! They won't shed a tear until they see the coffin."

Onoki snorted coldly, pulled out a storage scroll from behind his back, and opened it in front of everyone.

bang~

"You should know exactly what this is, right?"

As the white smoke dissipated, a section of grayish-brown wood appeared before everyone's eyes. Anyone with even a little bit of perception could clearly sense the terrifying vitality emanating from this section of wood.

"Ah! Is that Hachiman's Wood Release?"

The F6 members standing at the back gasped in surprise. As those who had been taught by Hashirama Senju, they had a particularly deep memory of the Wood Release aura.

"What does this prove?"

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Wood Release artifact, Madara Uchiha's eyes flashed with an enigmatic light. His expression remained calm, but a sense of unease arose in his heart.

Those clones indeed perfectly replicated Hasi Hot Mom's abilities.

"Prove what? I'll show you!"

Seeing that Uchiha Madara still maintained his nonchalant demeanor, the furious Onoki took to the air and, in front of everyone, abruptly lifted his childlike shirt.

"what!"

Koharu, upon seeing Onoki's lewd behavior, was so frightened that she quickly covered her eyes, peeking curiously through her wide-open fingers at the strangely shaped, naked little potato.

"This is the scar left on me by your previous Hokage, and it still aches faintly to this day."

Gritting his teeth, Onoki pointed to the gruesome wounds on his body and loudly proclaimed...

"What?"

"How could that be, Mr. Hachiman?"

"Impossible, it definitely can't be the Great Teacher."

Upon hearing the news of the explosion, the F6 members were stunned into silence. In their minds, Hashirama Senju was a peace-loving and moderate person who would never commit the illegal act of attacking the leader of another village.

"And me!"

Seeing that things were out in the open, Kinkaku simply ripped off his own jacket, revealing his muscular upper body covered in gruesome wounds similar to Onoki's.

After the two finished their demonstrations, they both turned their gazes to their only remaining ally. Gui sensed the urging in their eyes, and a troubled look appeared on his face.

"Cough cough cough I'm the type of person who doesn't get scars."

When he was attacked by Hashirama Senju, he was subdued in just a few moves, so he was not left with any scars.

"Hmph! You've all seen it. Now we're not asking for anything else, we just want justice!"

Onoki put on his clothes and sat back down, his expression unusually resolute.

"Otherwise, we'll have no choice but to use Konoha's unilateral breach of the peace agreement as a pretext."

As he spoke, he exchanged a glance with the two men, then steeled himself and issued a warning.

"Start the war."

boom--

As soon as he finished speaking, Madara Uchiha, who was sitting in the main seat, narrowed his eyes, and an extremely cold aura instantly emanated from his body, pressing down on the three of them.

"Do you know what you're saying?"

Madara Uchiha, whose eyes had turned red at some point, spoke coldly.

"We have the right to defend our dignity."

Summoning courage from who knows where, Onoki withstood Madara Uchiha's aura and shouted in a powerful voice.

The assassination attempt on the village's shadow could be a reason to ignite a major war anywhere.

This is a challenge to the authority of a village, and it absolutely cannot be turned over so easily, otherwise how will they maintain their standing in the ninja world in the future?

"What if I said this has nothing to do with us?"

After staring coldly at the resolute-looking Onoki for a while, Madara Uchiha spoke.

"Impossible! We saw it with our own eyes. The attacker was none other than your former Hokage, Hashirama Senju."

The three who had faced the attackers head-on experienced the unique Arhat Wood Man technique in the ninja world, and they still felt a lingering fear when they thought about it.

"That's right, only Hashirama Senju could pull off such a large wooden doll."

"In the entire ninja world, only Hashirama Senju knows Wood Release; you can't deny it."

Listening to the three's contradictory explanations, Madara Uchiha curled his lip in disdain and uttered words that were deeply hurtful to them.

"If it really was that hot mom from Hasi who made the move, would you still be sitting here talking to me now?"

That's right. If the attacker had been Hashirama Senju himself, he would never have spared the lives of these three people, and he could have easily wiped out their entire hometown as well.

"There might be some misunderstanding here; we'll proceed after we've investigated."

Seeing the sparks flying between them, Tobirama Senju stood up to act as a peacemaker, but before he could finish speaking, Kinkaku interrupted him.

"Don't play the good guy here. Were those two Hashirama Senju who attacked our brothers your doing?"

"ha?"

Tobirama Senju was completely bewildered. He had just stood up to express his opinion, but how did he end up being unfairly blamed?

"Although I only met the current Hokage once, his noble character left a deep impression on me, and the attacker was definitely not him."

Taking advantage of the chaos, Onoki entered the scene, changing his aggressive demeanor from before, and began to praise Hashirama Senju's personality.

"The weapon of war that attacked us, Hashirama Senju, was developed by you, this evil scientist."

Kinkaku pointed definitively at Tobirama Senju, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Me too!"

Gui raised his hand, offering a succinct agreement.

Not only these three, but even the five members of F6 standing behind them were glancing suspiciously at Tobirama Senju, who was trembling with anger.

Teachers do seem to be capable of doing such things.

"I work from 8 a.m.

Facing universal condemnation, Tobirama Senju was speechless and could only use four words to speak for himself.

"He's panicking! He's panicking!"

"What, you, Tobirama Senju, dare to do something but not admit it? Are you even a man?"

Kinkaku was quite pleased that Tobirama Senju did not refute their accusations, and unconsciously struck a white-haired man in a vital spot.

Upon hearing this, Tobirama Senju clenched his fists, turned his head expressionlessly, and coldly said to Madara Uchiha, who was suppressing a laugh,

"Forget it, just kill them all and that will end it all."

"."

Of course, Madara Uchiha would never do that, since it's not yet Hokage year 68.

"I am aware of your demands, but this matter is of great importance, and Konoha needs to conduct a detailed investigation before we can give you a response."

After much deliberation, Madara Uchiha, viewing the incident from the perspective of the Hokage, offered a very fair and official response without letting emotions cloud his judgment.

"Now that we have both witnesses and physical evidence, what else is there to investigate?"

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Seeing that Madara Uchiha's attitude had changed, Onoki decided to test the other party's bottom line. In this matter, his villages were in the right.

"Exactly! There's such a huge wooden figure standing in front of me, and you're telling me I still need to investigate?"

"The tailed beasts within us have already identified the other party as Hashirama Senju without a doubt. What are you Konoha still trying to argue about?"

"Or are you going to disregard the peace agreement and recklessly launch a war?"

"snort!"

Just as this blame was about to be placed on Konoha, Madara Uchiha snorted coldly. The aura emanating from him was almost tangible, and his scarlet eyes swept over the three people spouting nonsense, instantly silencing the entire scene.

"When I said we still needed to investigate, I was giving you a way out. Don't try to get away with this and then act innocent."

Upon hearing this, the three who had just thought they had the upper hand felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and only then did they realize how terrifying the person in front of them was.

Even without the title of the strongest tailed beast rider, Madara Uchiha's strength was already unparalleled in the ninja world, with no one able to rival him.

The only reason I was able to sit at the same table with them so calmly was because I was mindful of my status as Hokage.

"The Hokage has quite the airs of an official."

Somewhat annoyed, Kinkaku spoke sarcastically to the arrogant Uchiha Madara.

"I wonder if Konoha will still be as tough as it is now after the Hokage retires."

This is a veiled satire that Konoha is only held up by Uchiha Madara; otherwise, it would be a spineless coward that everyone can bully.

"Our Konoha is full of talented people. Even if I am gone, there will be young people who are more outstanding than me to fill my place."

Having discerned the unspoken meaning in Kinkaku's words, Uchiha Madara shook his head, his tone resolute, which stirred the F6 members behind him, causing them to unconsciously straighten their backs.

Isn't that talking about them?

"Oh? Then, Lord Hokage, would you be interested in having the young man spar and exchange skills?"

Kinkaku's eyes lit up. He probably couldn't beat Uchiha Madara, but if his underlings could beat up Konoha's newcomer, wouldn't that be a great way to humiliate Konoha and vent his anger?

"Why wouldn't I dare? Bring it on!"

Soon, the people in the conference room moved to a nearby training ground. Mifune dismissed the onlookers, leaving some private space for the two sides to compete.

"hope, go and talk to the geniuses of Konoha. Remember to go easy on them."

Looking at the spacious area, Jinjiao revealed a smug smile. He waved one hand behind him, and a burly, dark-skinned prison guard who had been waiting for a long time walked over.

His dark, shiny muscles were extremely eye-catching under the lights.

"He is my junior brother who was accepted as a disciple on behalf of my master. Don't be fooled by his mature appearance; he's actually quite young."

Pointing to the large, dark prison cell that resembled a melon vendor's stall, Golden Horn smiled and introduced it, saying, "A unique feature of Cloud Hidden Village: rare cases of people being mature beyond their years, and the women having large breasts and slender waists."

"Hidden Clouds, Hope."

The brown-yellow-haired man, Kuro, nodded toward Konoha and gave a brief self-introduction.

"Who's going?"

Tobirama Senju sized up the fierce-looking Hii and deduced that he was definitely a master of physical combat and not to be underestimated. He then asked the disciples behind him for more information.

The F6 members were all eager to win a victory for Konoha. After some discussion, they decided to decide who would play in a fair way.

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

"I won!"

Mitokado Homura looked excitedly at the stone he had extended, never expecting to stand out from the crowd.

"Yan, be careful, the opponent is a taijutsu ninja."

Watching Mitokado Homura rush off the stage with great enthusiasm, Senju Tobirama frowned slightly.

Among all the disciples, Yan's strength was not outstanding; he often served as a mobile supply decoy.

Dealing with this kind of taijutsu ninja might be a bit difficult. If the opponent gets the first move, there might not even be a chance to use a substitution jutsu.

"Don't worry, teacher, I'm not the same person I used to be."

Mitokado pushed up his glasses, his eyes shining with confidence beneath the lenses.

One minute later,

"Ugh, my glasses~"

Mitokado Yan was carried back after less than a minute in total playing time. His exquisite glasses were shattered by a punch from his opponent, and his eyes were covered with bruises that were difficult to fade.

"inflammation!"

The F6 players witnessed their friend being instantly killed, and they were all filled with indignation.

"We will not let you sacrifice in vain."

They gathered around the shattered eye, their faces somber as they offered their condolences.

"ha?"

Mitomon Yan, whose eyes were swollen from being punched, lay to one side, ignored by everyone.

At this moment, his heart was colder than the snow-capped mountains of the Land of Iron.

"Let me do it this time. I will definitely avenge Yan!"

After sending Mitokado Homura's true form on its final journey, Akimichi Torifu stood up, his clenched fists filled with hatred.

"Be careful when gathering wind."

Tobirama Senju nodded secretly. The power boost from the Expansion Technique was enough to instantly kill a taijutsu ninja of the same level.

"Little fatty, I hope you can take a beating like that bespectacled kid from before."

The match just now wasn't even a warm-up.

The instant Mitokado Homura pulled out the scroll, Nozomi had already punched him in the face, achieving a swift kill.

"Yan has sacrificed himself; I will make you pay for your crimes in blood!"

Remembering his friend who had been reduced to fragments, Akimichi Torifu attacked with hatred, his entire body suddenly rising taller, his fist, half the size of a person, slamming into the bewildered Nozomi.

"No, isn't that guy with glasses lying there perfectly fine? Look, he hasn't even wiped his tears away yet." (End of Chapter)