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

Konoha,

Memorial Monument
"Whoosh~"

As two blue flashes appeared in the void, three figures that seemed to appear out of thin air landed simultaneously.
"vomit!"

As expected, Uchiha Gin still couldn't adapt to any of the Flying Thunder God techniques except his own; he knelt on the ground, vomiting bile almost coming out.
"Ugh~ White Hair, is this what you meant by 'amazingly steady driving skills'?"

His face was ashen, but he raised his head, and the murderous intent that emanated from his dead fish eyes was palpable.
If it weren't for Tobirama Senju's confident assurance that his driving skills were superb, and that even the First Hokage had praised his driving, he wouldn't have inexplicably boarded this time-traveling train that was destined to make him seasick.
"You'll probably get used to it after a few more rides. I'll personally take you there after everything is done."

Seeing Uchiha Gin finally suffer a setback, Senju Tobirama suppressed the urge to smirk and earnestly tried to salvage the situation.
"I'll sit on a lemon!"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Gin suddenly sat up, angrily grabbing Senju Tobirama by the collar and about to unleash a torrent of profanities. Senju Hisama, seeing this, quickly stepped in to break up the fight.
"You two, keep your voices down. Don't you know where you are?"

"Uh"

Her reminder made Uchiha Gin realize that they were standing a hundred meters away from the Konoha Memorial Monument, and feeling the oppressive atmosphere around them, he frowned slightly.
"Didn't you say you were going to find a board? What are you doing here?"

"The board's aura is nearby."

Senju Hisana nodded. She had pinpointed the exact location based on the Flying Thunder God mark she had left on her sister; there was absolutely no way she could be wrong.

"Back here again?"

Uchiha Gin stroked his chin with a puzzled expression.
That kid's been visiting graves a lot lately, either because he has a guilty conscience or because he sees ghosts during the day.

"over there."

Just as he was secretly grumbling to himself, Tobirama Senju was the first to spot Itama Senju squatting in front of someone's grave.
The other person was currently with their eyes closed, hands clasped together, and lips moving slightly, seemingly in prayer.
"White Hair, don't you think that ugly grave looks familiar?"

Blinking in confusion, Uchiha Gin nudged Senju Hishima beside him with his elbow and asked in a low voice,

"That's fucking mine." *2
"Phew~ Second Brother, please, show me your power!"

Senju Itama, who was squatting in front of his second brother's grave, slowly opened his eyes, his face full of complex emotions.
A few days ago, she witnessed a scene she would never forget: her second brother, who had died a heroic death, appeared alive in her eldest niece's laboratory, his body covered in testing instruments she couldn't understand.
The scene was so impactful that it made her flee in panic.
"I originally thought that Hisana just inherited your scientific spirit and liked to dabble in inventions and creations, but I never expected her to actually..."

Senju Itama wasn't completely ignorant; human modification was commonplace in the ninja world, and her second brother was an expert among experts. The siblings had even casually discussed this matter during a conversation.
She clearly remembered that Tobirama Senju had mentioned the feasibility of human cloning, but unexpectedly, Hisana Senju had solved the problem that her second brother hadn't finished.
The unorthodox act of creating a living father by hand is destined to be rejected by society.

Senju Itama is currently in a dilemma, unsure how to persuade his eldest niece to give up her obsession with resurrecting her father. He can only go to his second brother's grave to pour out his heart.

I hope that Tobirama Senju's spirit in the Pure Land can hear this, and that he can visit his beloved daughter in a dream, so that the mad Senju Hisama can focus on the present, cherish the people around her, and not dwell on the people and things that have been lost.

"despair!"

Suddenly, a faint footstep sounded behind him. Senju Itama tensed up, quickly composed himself, and turned around. He saw it was an acquaintance he had been in close proximity to before, and his tense expression instantly collapsed.
"Curly-haired baboon, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, what a coincidence, you're here to pay respects at the grave too?"

Uchiha Gin, holding the wildflowers and weeds he had just picked along the way, casually raised his hand as a greeting, then tilted his head, his face full of a strange expression.
"Your second brother's birthday shouldn't be coming up anytime soon, right?"

"Does this mean we can't visit graves on special days?"

Senju Itama gracefully rose, dusted off his knees, and rolled his eyes at Uchiha Gin.

In order to remain by Gin Uchiha's side, she has concealed her reunion with her brothers all these years. Even when they are in the same room, she pretends to be a complete stranger and only interacts with them as Uchiha Itako.

"No, look, I'm here to check on this white fur too."

Uchiha Gin stared at Senju Itama for a long time, until the other man felt uneasy under her gaze, before shaking his head with a smile and placing the wild grass and flowers in his hand next to a carefully selected bunch of chrysanthemums.

Pa~pa~
Gin Uchiha clapped his hands lightly twice, closed his eyes in prayer, and then suddenly sighed deeply.
"Ugh"

Why are you sighing all of a sudden? Have you done something wrong lately?

Senju Itama frowned and questioned, watching Uchiha Gin shake his head and sigh warily.
"I'm just lamenting that from today onwards, I probably won't be able to visit your grave anymore."

"What do you mean?"

Senju Itama was completely bewildered by Uchiha Gin's inexplicable words, his large black eyes filled with confusion.

Are you Uchiha people so nosy? You won't even let us visit our own family's graves.
"Literally."

Snapped!
Uchiha Gin nodded, and under Senju Itama's shocked gaze, he raised his hand and uprooted the tombstone that had stood in front of Senju Tobirama's grave for many years, the fresh soil that came out was particularly eye-catching.
"What have you done!?"

Senju Itama, her eyes bloodshot, was covered in a tangible blue chakra cloak. She knew that Uchiha Gin and her second brother didn't get along, but she didn't expect him to be so wicked. Didn't he understand the principle of respecting the dead?

"Don't get agitated. It's not that I want to do it; someone forced me to."

Seeing Senju Itama's rare outburst of anger, Uchiha Gin scratched his face in exasperation.

"Stop talking nonsense. Who would force you to do something like digging up graves?"

With his sleeves rolled up, Senju Itama clenched his fists, giving the impression that he wouldn't be getting into bed with the other man until he explained himself clearly.

"Who? Besides the owner of this tombstone, who has the time to pull this stunt?"

Uchiha Gin smirked, tossed the freshly unearthed tombstone aside, and spread his hands, his expression utterly innocent.

"what?"

It took Senju Itama a while to recover from his shock. He dispersed the external chakra energy from his body, his face full of bewilderment.
"You mean Second Brother?"

In the past, she would never have believed Uchiha Gin's nonsense, but things were different now. Senju Itama had just seen Senju Tobirama, who had come back from the dead, a few days ago.

Yes, he's waiting for you outside right now.

Gin Uchiha nodded slightly, then pointed to the towering tree outside the door in the distance.
Speaking of which, Uchiha Gin also had some connection with that tree. He and Izuna once cosplayed as the mournful knights who came to pay their respects to their comrades under that tree, in order to enhance the sorrowful atmosphere of Tobirama Senju's funeral.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Senju Itama was struck dumb. Without even thinking about why Uchiha Gin was associating with her second brother, she took three steps at a time and appeared in the dense shade of the trees in the blink of an eye.
Just as Uchiha Gin had said, his second brother, who had passed away many years ago, was standing under the tree, looking at him gently. The familiar gaze made Senju Itama's nose tingle.
"two"

"Miss Board".

However, before she could subconsciously utter the terms of address between siblings, a clear, cold female voice rang out from behind the tree trunk that the three of them could barely encircle, followed by the graceful Senju Hisahi stepping out.
"Uh"

As if waking from a dream, Senju Itama quickly and furtively glanced behind him, and seeing that Uchiha Gin hadn't followed, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hijin, what you're doing is against human ethics."

She then put on a somber mask and looked solemnly at her eldest niece who had created the Tobirama Senju clone.
"No matter how perfect the father you create is, he is ultimately not your real father."

Senju Itama knew very well that this clone was nothing more than a stranger in the guise of his second brother, and might not even be considered human.
"Miss Banzi, how about we go get some grilled fish together later?"

Just as she was earnestly trying to persuade the stubborn Senju Hisama, Senju Tobirama, who had been standing there quietly, suddenly smiled and spoke.

"Ok?"

The tone of voice was familiar, the words were recognizable, and more importantly, this phrase was the secret code between the siblings for their private meetings.
"you"

Staring incredulously at the clone of his second brother who was giving him a wink, Senju Itama, his mind a complete mess, was speechless for a long time.
Are you real?

“That’s right, he’s not a fake that’s all show and no substance, but the real white hair.”

A voice offering guidance rang in her ears at just the right moment. Turning to look at Uchiha Gin, whose face was filled with disgust, Senju Itama's mouth was agape enough to fit an ostrich egg.

"How can this be?"

"Nothing is impossible in science. It was Hishin who awakened my soul from the Pure Land and placed it in this body. After countless adjustments and tests, I finally gained complete control of my new body."

Seeing that the time was ripe, Tobirama Senju dropped a bombshell announcing his return, a proud smirk creeping onto his stiff face.
"Now, I, Tobirama Senju, have returned."

Konoha, your village secretary is back!
"Snapped!"

However, before he could continue his speech celebrating winning the revival match, a huge tombstone fell from the sky, landing right in front of him, grazing his nose. Uchiha Gin's smug voice followed.

"Our former Party Secretary, could you please settle the cost of digging up the grave first?"

After half an hour,

After announcing his resurrection, Tobirama Senju hurriedly left with Hisana Senju. Revealing his identity to his sister was merely an appetizer; his next task was to announce his return to the village and the entire ninja world.
"Curly-haired baboon, when did you find out about this?"

Uchiha Gin and Senju Itama walked home together. After a long silence, the girl looked up at the handsome profile of the man beside her and couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering her.

She desperately wanted to know if Uchiha Gin knew about her second brother's resurrection even before she did.
"Today, that white-haired guy suddenly came to me, and I thought I was seeing a ghost. I was so scared I almost died."

Uchiha Gin guessed Senju Itama's ulterior motives and spoke frankly about it.

And he wasn't lying; he had indeed only met Tobirama Senju alive today. Before that, it was Hisama Senju.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept it from you."

Senju Itama bit her lip upon hearing this. So, she was the first to know that her second brother had been resurrected, but she hadn't revealed this news to Uchiha Gin.
"It's okay, anyone would need a few days to recover from something like this."

Uchiha Gin waved his hand magnanimously, indicating that he did not mind Senju Itama's act of concealment.
"No, it's my fault. How about this, I'll make sure you can have whatever you want to eat tonight."

"Anything is fine with me?" Gin Uchiha chuckled as he looked Senju Itama up and down, his face filled with guilt, and leaned close to his ear.

"Okay, I want to eat ****"

"what?!"

The next second, the sullen Senju Itama glared fiercely at the lecherous Uchiha Gin, her tone filled with shame and indignation.
"You can't eat in those places!"

"But Xiao An, she..."

"She may be shameless, but I'm not!"

Watching the girl flee in panic, Uchiha Gin gradually wiped the silver smile from his face, a hint of inexplicable contemplation appearing in his slightly narrowed eyes.

Logically speaking, Senju Hisami shouldn't be anxious about someone she doesn't know very well catching her using the toilet, especially since that person now has the surname Uchiha.
"Forget it, why think so much? Things will work themselves out."

But he quickly came to terms with it. As long as the system quest for Senju Itama to return to the Senju clan's territory remained unfrozen, nothing else mattered.

The people who should be most worried right now are Xiao Tuantuan and her friends. Their uncle is about to return, and they don't know if the business they've worked so hard to build over the years can continue.
And then there's the pitiful Setsuna, who finally managed to survive under Hiruzen Sarutobi and was on the verge of leading her clan to prosperity.

Now that Uchiha's strictest father has returned, a wave of suppression is inevitable, and he will probably have to go back to his old ways and live off rich women.

"Curly-haired baboon, hurry up! If you dawdle any longer, you can forget about eating ****!"

"what?"

Hearing the call from ahead, Uchiha Gin looked up in surprise, and seeing Senju Itama's delectable face, he subconsciously swallowed.
"Remember not to wash it!"

Meanwhile, in the Hokage's office, Hiruzen Sarutobi, hunched over his work, rubbed his sunken belly, a hint of impatience appearing on his prematurely aged face.
"Has my takeout arrived yet?"

"Shu~"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure appeared in the shadows—it was the secret service officer responsible for his safety.
"Reporting to Lord Hokage, your takeout has arrived, but it's been..."

"By what?"

Seeing the hesitant tone of the Anbu members, Hiruzen Sarutobi frowned.
"quilt"

Bang!

"Baji~baji~"

Before the secret service could reply, the tightly closed office door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and the first sound was a harsh chewing sound.

"Monkey, the pig's head meat you ordered tastes really good!"

Immediately afterwards, Danzo walked in, devouring a pig's head, making comments as he ate.

"It must be Shimura?"

But when he saw the ping-pong paddle emblem on the packaging, his satisfied expression instantly froze, and he immediately threw the unfinished pork head into the nearby trash can.
"Bah, bah, bah~"

Even dogs wouldn't eat the pig heads from the Uchiha meat processing plant!

"Danzo! Why did you steal my takeout again?"

Seeing his childhood friend blatantly wasting his takeout, Hiruzen Sarutobi snapped the pen in his hand in two.
"Don't be so stingy. It's my fault for not being able to get the grilled fish I ordered. I don't know what these delivery drivers are doing these days. I'm definitely going to complain!"

Bang bang bang~
Just as he was viciously criticizing the late deliveryman, a rhythmic knocking sounded at the door. Danzo, his face now beaming with joy, quickly opened the door, ready to receive his delivery.

"Haha, my roast... roast!"

"Smack~ Smack~ Smack~"

He had only spoken half a sentence when he noticed that the grilled fish in the "deliveryman's" hand was only half left, and that half was still in the other person's mouth, the sound of chewing clearly audible.

Our advisor elder had never suffered such an injustice. He was usually the one stealing the Hokage's takeout, but this was the first time his own takeout had been stolen. He was furious and vowed to make the thief pay.
"You bastard, do you even know who I am?"

Danzo, his face flushed with barely concealed anger, slowly raised his head, preparing to record the appearance of the criminal who had stolen the grilled fish, so that he could have Root thoroughly investigate his family history for three generations.

"I'm Ga?!"

But it wouldn't have mattered if he hadn't looked; when he realized that the face of the person devouring the fish closely resembled someone's portrait hanging on the wall of the Hokage's office, he instantly panicked.

"You've consumed so many resources from the Senju clan, what's wrong with me eating one of your fish?"

Disguised as a deliveryman, Tobirama Senju slowly chewed on the grilled fish offered by his disciple. A faint chill emanated from his crimson eyes, and the terrifying pressure emanating from his body terrified Danzo, leaving him completely disoriented. The Anbu member who was about to draw his sword was even knocked unconscious by this aura.
"It's none of my business, it's all the monkeys' fault! Investigate him thoroughly!"

Danzo's unusual behavior quickly caught Hiruzen Sarutobi's attention. His solemn gaze lingered on Tobirama Senju's face outside the door, his eyes still blazing with barely concealed anger.

"Who are you, daring to impersonate a teacher!"

"Monkey, you've gotten old."

After spitting out the last fish bone, Tobirama Senju looked at his much older disciple, his tone tinged with a touch of melancholy.

"Men, seize him!"

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

At Hiruzen Sarutobi's command, several ANBU members lurking nearby attacked simultaneously, their ruthless strikes aimed at vital points, and it seemed that blood would soon stain the scene.
"Why is the skill level of the Dark Division getting worse and worse?"

Despite such a fierce attack, Tobirama Senju remained remarkably calm, even having the mind to complain about the ANBU's severely declining skill level.
Got it!
Seeing their unmoved target, a smug glint flashed in the eyes of the ANBU members hidden behind their masks.
"blow!"

However, the next moment, they only saw a flash of blue light before their eyes, and their consciousness was plunged into endless darkness.
"This is... Master's Flying Thunder God Technique? Impossible, Master is dead!"

How could Hiruzen Sarutobi not recognize the Flying Thunder God Technique? But he couldn't understand why Tobirama Senju, who had been dead for many years, would be standing alive in front of him.
"Monkey, have you forgotten what I said?"

Tobirama Senju, having lowered his fingers, gazed intently at the disciple he had once placed so much hope in.
"Death is never the end for a ninja."

"Ah this."

The long-buried memories were instantly awakened. These were the words Tobirama Senju had spoken when explaining his painstakingly developed secret technique to a few disciples. The doubt in Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes gradually faded, leaving only endless confusion.
"You mean the Impure World Reincarnation technique? But you look like this now..."

Looking at Tobirama Senju's intact body and vibrant life force, Hiruzen Sarutobi voiced his doubts.
"To be honest, I don't know either. Maybe this is a miracle born from longing. Don't you think so, Hisana?"

With an expression of profound regret, Tobirama Senju, seemingly possessed by a master of acting, shook his head. As he spoke in a strange tone, Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo finally noticed the white-haired girl following behind him.
"Could the person who resurrected the teacher be...?"

"That's right, it was I who brought my father back to the present world using the Impure World Reincarnation and cloning technology."

Without batting an eye, Senju Hisa claimed all the credit and presented the two with the evidence she had painstakingly prepared in ten minutes.
"These are my experimental records. Feel free to ask me if you have any questions."

"Nani?"

Upon hearing this, the two men's expressions changed drastically. Reviving a person was that simple?
"Aren't there any other, more stringent conditions?"

Danzo, his face grim, flipped through the brand-new experimental records, his brows furrowed into a deep frown. Yes, he recognized every single word, but when pieced together, they became utterly unfamiliar.

However, one thing he was certain of was that this technology must be sealed away at the root to prevent it from being used by those with malicious intent to undermine unity.

"At least not technically."

"Miss Hishin, I need to discuss something with you. My grandfather..."

Recalling the passing of Shinji Shimura just last month, Danzo's eyes gleamed, his thoughts becoming clear.
"But it applies to the resurrected."

"what?"

Senju Hisa had long anticipated that the two would covet her fictitious new technology.
"The person being resurrected must have had extremely strong mental strength in life, so that they will not collapse when their soul is separated from their impure body."

"Can the soul also collapse?"

"Yes, even if it is barely successful, the soul will suffer irreversible damage. If you don't believe me, you can look at Father. His soul almost collapsed when he turned around and was resurrected."

After Senju Hisajin's reminder, Sarutobi Hiruzen and his companion carefully sensed the situation and discovered that their teacher's spiritual power had weakened by more than half compared to when he was alive, resulting in a significant reduction in his strength.

"Oh, I see. Never mind what I just said."

Even Tobirama Senju, who was ranked among the top ninjas in the world during his lifetime, almost didn't survive; his grandfather was even less likely to make it.
It's better to let the old man enjoy his life in the Pure Land. If things go wrong and his soul is completely destroyed, how can Danzo face Shimura Shinji, who has always taken care of him?
"Fortunately."

Hiruzen Sarutobi breathed a sigh of relief. If such a technique had absolutely no skill requirements, it was destined to be abused by those with malicious intent, which would undoubtedly cause immense damage to Konoha and even the entire ninja world.
"Teacher, what are your plans now?"

“I’ve heard Hishin tell me about what happened after my death. First of all, I’m planning to revive Senju Sakae.”

Having regained his manhood, Tobirama Senju was consumed by passion, completely forgetting the mess he had left behind. His eyes were filled only with a burning desire to restore his family's glory. However, before he could finish speaking, Hisana Senju, standing behind him, swiftly interrupted his declaration of rebuilding with an elbow.

"Idiot, we still owe money!"

"Compared to the rise and fall of the village, family matters are insignificant."

Tobirama Senju coughed lightly to ease the awkwardness, then scrutinized his once most favored disciples with a slightly cold gaze.

"You two brats, look what you've done!" (End of Chapter)