Naruto: Falling from the sky into Hashirama's arms

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This is a perfect example of "protesting too much."

The little guy spoke with unusual determination, emphasizing the same sentence twice.

After all, he was the kid he raised from a young age. To put it bluntly, Lin Sang knew exactly what kind of shit Yuki was going to do the moment he stuck out his butt.

Looking at the little guy's serious expression, Lin Sang couldn't help but laugh.

Sometimes I really think that lying might be a talent.

Thinking back to when he was a child, when he lied, he would blush and his voice would betray his guilt. How could he be as confident and assertive as Yuki?

This kid lies without batting an eye. If he weren't so young and his little actions wouldn't betray him, Lin Sang might actually have believed him.

"You're lying." But Lin Sang still exposed it without any mercy.

After being exposed, Yuki wanted to argue a bit more, but when he saw his father's ambiguous smile, he silently swallowed his words—his bottom didn't want to suffer.

But he still wouldn't give up, and whispered in protest, "Dad, I didn't, it wasn't something you did wrong."

Lin Sang laughed: "If it's not Dad's, then whose is it?"

Yuki immediately wilted and tugged at Rin's sleeve, bargaining: "Okay, Dad, I'll tell you, but you absolutely can't tell Mom!"

Lin Sang instantly understood—

This matter must be related to Hashirama.

But Hashirama was clearly not in Konoha during this time, so what kind of trouble could this kid possibly cause?

With that in mind, he asked directly, "Tell me, what have you been doing?"

This kid is very clever; I'd like to hear about his "masterpiece."

Knowing there was no way to avoid it, Yuki first gave Lin a heads-up: "I just don't want to lose to the Uchiha... Besides, Grandpa said that when fighting the Uchiha, you have to use any means necessary!"

As he spoke, the little guy's tone became more and more determined, as if he had done something of great importance.

It even made its own logic consistent.

Lin Sang: "..."

What else could he say? This whole set of arguments is clearly from the Thousand-Handed Buddha Sect.

Looking at her son's logically consistent and self-righteous demeanor, Lin Sang couldn't help but twitch her lips—she really wondered what Hashirama's expression would be if he knew.

"So, kid, what exactly did you do?"

Lin Sang was genuinely curious. With Hashirama away, what exactly was Yuki up to that could involve Hashirama?

As if sensing that her father had no intention of taking action, Yuki grew bolder and recounted everything that had happened in the park that day.

After hearing the whole story, Lin Sang was speechless.

It's hard to know whether to praise him for being smart or scold him for being naughty.

The child knew perfectly well what he meant by what he said, but in order to win, he said it without batting an eye.

Lin Sang squatted down, wiped Xing Shu's slightly dirty little hands, and whispered, "Alright, whatever you do, don't let your mother know about this."

"Mmm!" Seeing that his father wasn't angry, Yuki nodded excitedly, his little head already starting to plan—

To win, it seems okay to sacrifice other people's reputation and integrity, since it's not theirs anyway!

Hehe, maybe I can try more in the future, the odds of winning will definitely be huge!

Lin Sang naturally had no idea about his son's "little schemes." After all, the child was not even three years old yet, and he really couldn't believe that such a young child would be so quick-witted.

At this moment, he is having dinner with Yuki and Aunt Kazuko.

The food outside actually tastes pretty good, but it's a bit too healthy, making him miss those modern dishes that incorporate "technology and ruthless techniques"—

It's been so long since I've had this tasted.

The money in his phone was all gone, all spent on Konoha City. Lin Sang hadn't had modern takeout for a while, not counting the ones from the Hunter world.

Yuki's eating manners were excellent; Lin Sang guessed that he was probably taught by Senju Butsuma.

Not only Yuki, but even Hashirama's posture while eating was relaxed and natural, which was pleasing to the eye. It was obviously the result of his family's upbringing, but there was no trace of deliberate effort.

What's even more remarkable is that Yuki is so young yet he can do so well. Lin Sang could only sigh in his heart: No wonder he's a child of the second dimension.

The meal ended quickly. After eating and drinking her fill, perhaps due to the carbon monoxide poisoning, Lin Sang gradually felt sleepy.

But it wasn't a good time to take a shower right after eating, so he took out his phone and decided to play some single-player games to pass the time.

Yuki, who was standing next to him, immediately lit up and came over—he also loved playing these games.

At first, Lin Sang was worried about hurting her eyes and refused to let him touch her. It was only after Hashirama said, "The child won't become nearsighted," that she relented.

Later, when Lin asked about the reason, Hashirama's answer was very simple:

Firstly, Yuki is a member of the Senju clan, and is naturally physically strong;

Secondly, his medical ninjutsu is considered top-tier in the ninja world, and he can easily solve any real problems.

When Lin Sang heard this, all she felt was envy, jealousy, and hatred.

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Meanwhile, on the battlefield at the border of the Land of Wind, sandstorms raged and killing intent soared.

Hashirama Senju's red armor was stained with some sand and blood, and his long, dark hair was not even standing up, but hanging down in a messy way behind his head, with a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind in front of his forehead, which made his sharp features even more striking.

Opposite him, the ninjas of the Land of Wind lay sprawled on the ground, barely breathing, clearly at their last gasp.

"Do you want to continue?"

Hashirama's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable pressure. The Wood Release chakra in his hands slowly receded, and the towering ancient trees that had sprouted from the ground gradually stopped growing, but they remained like an impregnable fortress, trapping the remaining enemies in place.

The leader ninja from the Land of Wind was deathly pale, staring at the god-like man before him, his eyes filled with despair.

They exerted all their strength, even resorting to forbidden techniques, but still failed to harm Hashirama in the slightest. Instead, he single-handedly defeated the entire vanguard.

In this battle, Hashirama Senju once again emerged victorious.

But Hashirama's gaze did not linger on the defeated. He frowned slightly, his eyes piercing through the swirling sandstorm, and looked toward an inconspicuous sand dune at the edge of the battlefield.

But there was no one there.

However, Hashirama Senju still frowned, feeling as if a gaze had been directed there, but it quickly disappeared when he looked over.

Hashirama Senju continued to spread his chakra, and I carefully examined his side, but ultimately found nothing.

But he would never believe that this was just his imagination. At his level, sometimes the body is even more sensitive than he is.

Therefore, he naturally had no doubt about the gaze he had just felt.

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Meanwhile, at the residence of the Daimyo of the Land of Fire.

The daimyo of the Land of Fire frowned deeply as he looked at the letter that had been delivered to him.

The heir to the Land of Earth perished at the hands of a Konoha ninja under your command. This matter concerns the relations between our two nations and must be addressed to the Land of Earth... without hesitation.