Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

"What?! Disbanded?"

As soon as Senju Hisajin uttered her words, the Senju clan members in the hall erupted in an uproar. They had imagined countless possibilities before this meeting began, but they never expected it to be a farewell gathering.

"Yes, it's not just about disbanding. You will also have to give up the Senju surname and become ordinary people, starting a new life."

Seeing the restless clansmen, Senju Hishin's face turned cold. Disbanding the clan was inevitable, and it would be the best outcome for both the clansmen and the village.

"Lady Momoka, Lady Hisa, did she injure her brain before?"

Seeing that Senju Hisa's tone didn't seem impulsive, Senju Kenta, a loyal follower of the clan leader's lineage, couldn't help but step forward, his gaze fixed on the silent Senju Momoka to the side with surprise and uncertainty.

"Ah, Kenta, you've worked so hard all these years."

Thousand Hands Peach Blossom sighed, her expression carrying a hint of relief, which startled the tense clansmen around her.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! We are born as people of the Thousand Hands, and we will die as souls of the Thousand Hands. No matter what, we will never abandon the surname bestowed upon us by our ancestors."

Thousand Hands Peach Blossom's attitude was like a heavy hammer blow, striking the hearts of those clansmen who still clung to a sliver of hope. Unable to accept this reality, the clansmen stepped forward one after another, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly became tense.

Just then, an elderly man with a withered face and white hair stood up from the crowd. Supported by those around him, he walked shakily to the front of the stage, his cloudy eyes filled with a sense of despair.

"Senju Momoka, you've gone a bit too far this time."

"Second Elder."

This old man was an enforcement elder of equal status to the Grand Elder, but he was rather stubborn and upright, so he did not engage in any underhanded activities such as forming cliques or engaging in corrupt practices.

However, he was a thorough clan patron who valued his family above all else. Now, if the idea of ​​dissolving the family and abandoning the surname was proposed in front of him, he would naturally not agree.

Senju Momoka's expression tightened. The Second Elder was notoriously stubborn; he would not listen to anyone except the Senju brothers, Hashirama and Senju.

The Second Elder's gaze was fixed on the stiff-faced Senju Momoka, whose large mouth, with only two or three loose teeth remaining, opened slightly.
“We respect you as the clan chief’s wife and allow you to manage clan affairs on your behalf, but that does not mean we have to obey your decisions.”

These words were met with unanimous agreement from those around them. The surname Senju had bestowed upon them far too much glory and privilege; removing the crown was far more difficult than donning it.
"Correct!"

"The Second Elder is right!"

"Our chieftain has not yet returned, and we will absolutely not obey your orders."

Seeing her clansmen united in their resistance, Senju Momoka frowned slightly and subconsciously shifted her gaze to Senju Hisa in front of her.
"Hijin, let's discuss the disbandment issue again later."

The tribesmen are so resistant now. If they are forcibly disbanded, it will likely cause unnecessary conflict. Bloodshed among the tribesmen is the last thing she wants to see.

"If I told you that the disbandment was my father's unfulfilled wish, what would you think?"

Turning back to give Senju Momoka a reassuring look, Senju Hisami cleared her throat and spoke in her cool, clear voice,
"what?"

"Lord Tobirama's last wish?"

"Absolutely impossible! Lord Tobirama has always valued family honor, how could this be?"

Senju Hisama's words were like a bombshell, stunning the clansmen. After a brief moment of stunned silence, they immediately shouted their rebuttals.
"Quiet, everyone!"

The second elder raised his hand with a grim expression, and his hoarse but penetrating voice instantly silenced the noisy clansmen around him.
"Do you have any proof for what you're saying? If it's just empty talk, I'll have to bring out the family rules to punish you."

"Since I dare to say this, I naturally have something to rely on."

With her gaze unwaveringly fixed on the Second Elder, Senju Hishima slowly pulled a scroll from her backpack and held it high.

"This is the plan for disbanding the Thousand Hands that my father gave me when he was still alive."

"what?"

The moment this thing was brought out, not only were the clansmen below astonished, but even Senju Momoka, behind Senju Hishima, cried out in surprise.
We didn't mention this when we discussed it yesterday.
But this scroll... it just doesn't look right.
It looks pretty new, like it was from last week?
"He originally intended to carry out this plan himself, but unfortunately the accident happened too suddenly. As my father's only child, I should follow his last wish. I, Senju Hisa, am willing to be the villain!"

Holding a scroll with ink still wet in her hands, Senju Hisami spoke nonsense without batting an eye.

"I do not believe!"

The Second Elder's brows furrowed deeply, his doubts only growing stronger.

"Since the Second Elder doesn't believe it, then take a good look and see if this is indeed the will left by Father."

With a flick of his sleeve, the scroll landed steadily in the Second Elder's withered hand. Looking at the brand-new scroll in his palm, he slowly unrolled it with a hint of skepticism, a flicker of surprise crossing his cloudy old eyes.
"This is."

The familiar handwriting dispelled his doubts. As he read on, the Second Elder's expression shifted from anger to sorrow, and finally to deep helplessness and melancholy.
"Ah, this is indeed Tobirama-sama's own handwriting."

When his gaze fell upon the final signature, the last trace of doubt in his heart vanished with a sigh. His old face lost all its previous resentment, leaving only the ashes of someone who had been burned out.

The handwriting might be faked, but Tobirama Senju's chakra was undeniable. He had watched the Senju brothers grow up, and he would never mistake the aura emanating from this scroll.

"What are your thoughts, Second Elder?"

Senju Hisajin reached out and accepted the scroll respectfully presented by the Second Elder, then asked...
"Since it is Lord Tobirama's order, I will obey. From today onwards, I will relinquish my surname and integrate into Konoha with my family."

"what?"

"Second Elder, you must be joking!"

"It's fake, it must be fake!"

"Shut up, everyone!"

Hearing the doubts of his clansmen behind him, the Second Elder's eyes snapped open, a terrifying glint flashing in his cloudy pupils.
A powerful aura emanated from his hunched body, making the clansmen suffocate; the former elder's authority remained undiminished.

"Although I am old, I am not yet at the point of failing eyesight."

"But the family's honor..."

"We're drowning in debt now, what's the point of talking about glory?"

After reading Tobirama Senju's will, the Second Elder seemed to have come to terms with things. He set aside the family's honor for now; the Senju name now only brought them heavy debts.

Take himself as an example. As an elder in charge of law enforcement, he has not received any salary from the clan for many years. He can only rely on his children and grandchildren to support him and lives a meager life with only porridge and pickled vegetables every day.

"But if we lose even our glory, then we will truly have nothing left."

The clansmen nearly wept upon hearing this. Burdened by their clan's legacy, each carrying unknown debts, they had persevered until now without collapsing, all thanks to the encouragement and support of the Senju clan. Even in the most difficult times, the thought that they were still the largest clan in Konoha gave them extraordinary strength, even in the most challenging circumstances.
But now, Senju Hisama is going to take away their last hope. What meaning do they have left to live?
The family is gone.

The surname is gone.

The debts on my shoulders are still there.

"Please listen to me, everyone."

Seeing the discontented clansmen in the arena, Senju Hisami knew her time had come. She immediately raised her hand and shouted,
"What other bad news do you have? Tell me all at once."

The tribesmen, their hearts filled with despair, had lost all will to live. Now, all they wanted was to return home and choose an auspicious place to end their short lives, so that at least they would retain the name Thousand Hands before they died.

"It's good news."

"good news?"

Senju Hisa smiled slightly.
"I have already reached an agreement with the Financial Debt Center of the Land of Waves. As long as you are willing to give up your surname, the loans you are incurring can be transferred."

"Nani?!!!"

The words had barely left his lips when a deafening scream erupted from the previously resentful hall. Every member of the clan, their dejected demeanor vanished, their eyes shining as they stared at Senju Hisajin, who had just spoken.
"Does Lady Hisajin truly mean this?"

“Of course it’s true. Not only that, every clansman who voluntarily gives up their surname can receive a severance payment from me to buy a house and land and start a new life.”

These words caused another deathly silence in the arena. After a long while, the Second Elder, trembling, shook off the clansmen who were supporting him and appeared in front of Senju Hisajin in a flash. His speed and agility were no less than in his prime.
"Second Elder, you..."

"Where is the family tree? My pen is itching to write it!"

This clan gathering was indeed the last time the Senju clan members would reunite in celebration.

The faces of each clansman who left with a small piece of gold brick showed a mixture of relief and deep reluctance.
After all, it's a big family we've grown up in; it's not something you can just sever ties with so easily.
A melancholy tribesman looked down at the gold brick in his hand and began to plan his new life.
“I’m planning to buy a house in the west of the city. I heard there’s a new development there recently.”

The Senju clan's territory was in the east of the city. Now that he had separated from the Senju clan, he feared being reminded of his loved ones by familiar sights and, to avoid further grief, decided to move to the more prosperous west of the city.

Several commercial streets have sprung up there, and it's close to the Ninja Academy, making life more convenient.

"Are you talking about the residential complex built by Bozhiguo Real Estate? I've been following it for a long time, and it seems to be opening today."

The tribespeople near him also turned around in surprise, not expecting that someone else shared the same idea. However, due to his debts, he could only think about it before.

"My daughter will be starting ninja school this year, so it will be easier for me to take care of her if we live nearby."

“I’m getting old and I’m planning to retire and start a business. That area is definitely more prosperous than the east side of the city.”

At this moment, the clansmen nearby also gathered around, discussing the new housing development in three languages.
"Wait a minute, look, the gold bars that Lady Hisa gave out, isn't that just enough for a down payment?"

Suddenly, someone said something, and the crowd, after weighing the small piece of gold brick in their hands, immediately changed their expressions.
"Um, I just remembered there's soup simmering in the bathroom at home."

"I need to pick up my grandma from school."

"My dad is in postpartum confinement, so I'll go first."

One by one, they left quickly under absurd pretexts, but they didn't head towards their clan's territory; instead, they headed west, as if afraid of falling behind.
There are only so many apartments in a community, so if you go too late, you can only choose the ones that are left over by other people.

The hall was no longer bustling with people; only Senju Hisama and Senju Momoka remained, two solitary figures.
Before them lay the Senju clan's family tree, its once densely packed names erased by chakra, leaving only a handful.
"Crackling~"

"Auntie, this is yours."

With ease, Senju Hisami broke a gold brick in two. She weighed it in her hand and handed the larger piece to a bewildered Senju Momoka.

"Himaru, tell me, are you doing something shady?"

Looking at the gold brick in her hand, Senju Momoka felt a pang of bitterness. She knew better than anyone Senju Hisami's family situation; let alone gold bricks, she probably didn't even have many coins.

She must have obtained all those gold bricks by sacrificing her dignity from her fat, rich father.

"Don't get me wrong, these are spoils I obtained during a previous mission."

Senju Hisana looked at Senju Momoka with a black line on her forehead; she wouldn't do rounded corners for money.
"Huh? What kind of mission can yield so much loot?"

The entire family, from top to bottom, received severance pay, costing at least tens of billions of dollars—more than a small country might not even have in cash reserves.
"Actually, it's not that much. After deducting income tax, it's only around a billion or so."

Seeing Senju Momoka's surprised and doubtful expression, Senju Hisa gently shook her head. The spoils plundered from the Sky Ninja were indeed a drop in the ocean.

"What about this money?"

Senju Momoka instantly became alert, wondering if her eldest niece might have gone astray.

"This money is actually..."

Seeing that Senju Momoka was determined to get to the bottom of things, Senju Hisami scratched her head, her eyes showing a hint of evasion.

"Waaaaah, Grandma, my piggy bank is gone!"

Just as she was about to confess, the main hall doors were pushed open from the outside, and a small, sobbing figure rushed in.

"Himaru, you wouldn't happen to be..."

"Hehe, believe me, I will definitely pay it back."

As she spoke, pale blue chakra emanated from Senju Hisami's fingertips. With a gentle swipe, she erased the names of Senju Momoka and the Tsunade siblings.

Also erased was the previously vanished Grand Elder, whose name was now marked with the character "卒" (meaning "dead") in the notes.
The answer is that he was teleported to heaven by Senju Hisama to enjoy bliss.

In fact, Senju Hisa had considered reporting the name of the Grand Elder's lineage to the Land of Waves' Financial Debt Center, hoping to get them to repay their loans for a few more years.
Unfortunately, these guys don't qualify as debtors, so they can only be punished with a few hundred grams less in severance pay.

After evaluation by professionals, it was determined that, besides her, only Tsunade and her brother were qualified to shoulder all the debts owed by the Senju clan.

The only explanation is that knowledge is priceless. If the personal patents held by Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju were converted into money, they would be enough to offset all their debts.

With a lingering glance at the family tree containing only two names, Senju Hisami tightened her grip, and the priceless scroll instantly shattered, turning into snowflakes that scattered across the ground.
"Now, the Senju clan is truly history."

Meanwhile, almost at the same moment, Uchiha Gin, who was having lunch, suddenly froze. The familiar voice that rang in his mind left him completely bewildered.
"Ding! The Senju clan has been detected as missing. The 'Save Senju Itama' mission is permanently frozen. Please use Rat Tail Juice." (End of Chapter)