[NARUTO][Pillar Madara] His Country

While life is forcing me, I can also use the same means to force out your sincerity.

Just because we both know each other is serious, and because we trust each other more than ourselves, I can't kill you as you wish, and it's the same for you—

One hand firmly held Hashirama's holding Kunai's hand.

"Enough, Hashirama."

Spotted said in a low voice.His messy hair covered his expression, but the palms holding him were still trembling slightly.

"I feel your sincerity..."*

It wasn't that Bran was holding him back.

Instead, it was he who finally pulled the man back from that path.

"Madara-sama!!!"

Following the call, the belated young Uchihas appeared on the other side of the battlefield.Senshou's ninja couldn't help being on guard, but Hashirama smiled instead.

He stood up with the hand between the doors, and pulled Madara up.He held the hands of old friends and old enemies tightly, and together he greeted the young people of both races.

"The war is over. Just tell all the clansmen: All hatred is over, there will be no more battles between Senju and Uchiha."

After that, everything seemed to be in order.

Discussions about alliances have already begun, and now they just need to continue.Even if the vigilance cannot be put down immediately, and the memories of hatred and war cannot be disappeared in an instant, now they can finally sit down and have a good talk.

When Hashirama came to the Uchiha clan for the first time, he didn't get very bad treatment: the people of Uchiha were naturally quite familiar with their old opponents, even though he didn't show up as an enemy but an ally for the first time. It made the Uchihas a little at a loss - the patriarch Senju, who was silently watching all the way, did not change his hearty smile. Only when he arrived at the meeting place, he found that Uchiha Madara, who was supposed to be present, had gone somewhere, so he changed slightly expression.

"The patriarch is probably... late..." The young ninja who was in charge of welcoming Senshou's guests was a little embarrassed.But Hashirama said quite casually: "Where is Madara? I'll go find him."

"Hey?"

The guest's unreasonable playing of cards made the young ninja stunned for a moment, but Senju Hashirama, who was extremely active, had already stepped out of the door, walking towards the direction of the chakra he felt.

Madara is standing in front of Senna's grave.The wind occasionally brushed his skirt, but he remained motionless, as if he had forgotten the time.

Then a familiar chakra approached him.A certain person in white feathers came to him, put his hands together, prayed silently for a moment, and then said, "Madara."

"Between the columns."

Without bothering to ask the other party how he came here, Madara responded briefly and didn't say anything else.The two seemed to have forgotten the meeting that was still waiting for them. Neither of them proposed to leave, and neither of them planned to say anything.

"I'm sorry about Senna..."

In the end, Hashirama spoke first.

Madara was silent for a while, before saying: "I'm not sure now, this is the future that Quanna wants to see."

Hashirama's heart sank, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold Madara:

"I dare not say that I understand Quan Nai's thoughts... But, as a brother, I probably hope that my family can live well, right?"

Madara snorted noncommittally.He spread his palms out in front of his eyes, and the bright morning sun fell on his palms.He stared at the subtle color of the sun, and said for a long time:

"People like us...can't live for ourselves alone."

Hashirama subconsciously tightened her grip on Madara's wrist.Not long ago, this person wanted to sacrifice himself for the sake of his people—no matter what considerations it was based on, that determination had been so clearly conveyed to his heart.

... This is something he cannot accept.

"I'll hold you back."

Ban turned to look at him.Hashirama nodded and repeated: "I will hold you."

"What are you holding me for?"

"Because if I don't hold you back, Madara will go somewhere alone...uh." A drop of cold sweat dripped from Hashirama, "Madara, don't stare at me."

Madara smiled dangerously.

"Thousand-handed Zhujian, you are very courageous..."

Even though he said that, he didn't shake off the opponent's hand.In the end, seeing that the situation was not good, Hashirama raised his hand and made a non-malicious gesture: "So, should we go to a meeting..."

Madara didn't say a word, turned around and took the lead, and finally Hashirama chased after him yelling "Wait".

Behind them, on the pines and cypresses at the edge of the cemetery, sat a black owl.

This time, it failed again.

But it does not matter.There are many... many opportunities.

Everything has just begun.

No. [-]

Even though the Senju Clan showed that they had formed an alliance with Uchiha, and there was no need to worry about the other party's hostility, the daimyo of the Fire Country did not give up.For this ambitious man intending to conquer the world, the actions of the Senju clan obviously touched his backlash: how Uchiha should deal with it is not a problem, the key is that Senju dared to disobey his orders.

"What he wants is a loyal watchdog, not a ninja who can think for himself." Madara said with half-closed eyes, "Even if you hand me over now, it's too late."

"It's impossible for us to do that kind of thing." Hashirama first denied the second half of the sentence, and Tobuma just glanced at the old enemy on the opposite side: "From the standpoint, people from the Wu family should not be completely trusted. We Get ready for a fight.”

"If he wants to fight, then come." Madara said lightly, "It just so happens that I'm too busy recently."

Feijian frowned, and said meaningfully: "It's better to help build a residence when you're so free."

"What do you expect me to do with the fire escape? Burn down the house?"

Seeing that his younger brother and old friend started to confront each other again for the one hundred and one time, Hashirama quickly intervened in the conversation: "Anyway, let's make another effort to communicate."

"Brother, you are too naive." Fei Jian folded his arms, with a serious face, "Sometimes deterrence by force is necessary."

"After all..." Zhu Jian said after hesitating for a moment, "In my impression, he is more kind-hearted, not so..."

"Power can change people." Madara said, with a slightly disgusted expression on his face, "When he was just a small lord of a city or a place, he was naturally humble and polite, but now he can compete for the world. ...you gave him strength, Hashirama. But he has forgotten that."

"Madara is right." Tomona agreed with a subtle expression, "He has forgotten how he relied on us. Then we might as well remind him."

So there was silence between the pillars.Even if he is always gentle, he is not innocent without bottom line.

"I get it. I'll fight if need be."

Madara shook his head, with faint flames dancing in his eyes, like a child playing a long-lost game:

"I don't need you yet."

Hashirama laughed, and then said seriously: "Then I'll leave it to you."

that's the truth.

The daimyo of the Land of Fire miscalculated the level of his opponents. Although he always used ninjas as pawns, he never realized how big a gap there might be between ordinary people and chakra-trained ninjas—especially when they When facing the leading powerhouse in the Uchiha clan.As they marched all the way, the ninjas who were constantly attacking had greatly weakened the morale of the samurai; and when they finally reached their destination, a blue giant fell from the sky and blocked their way.

Standing on the cliff and waiting for reinforcements at any time, Senjujuma looked at this scene: the flying arrows fell powerlessly on Chakra's armor, and when the Uchiha ninjas released their fire escape, the leading general was already in a panic Turned the horse's head around.

But Uchiha Madara did not pursue.Standing in Susano, he looked down at the retreating samurai on the ground, with a gesture of pride and pity.For a brief moment, Hashirama wanted to be by his side—they had never fought side by side.But right now there is no such need.

He smiled to hide his slight disappointment, and said to the people around him:

"Get ready to celebrate."

Even a single victory does not mean the end of the long-term negotiation with the daimyo, after all, it is a real victory.Suddenly letting people from the two races sit together always seems to be a little stumbling. Although the seats are deliberately arranged so that the people of the two races will not be too far apart, most of them still just silently face the food and drink in front of them. A celebration party might as well be said to be like a wake.

This atmosphere made Hashirama's movement of pouring wine a little stiff.Madara sat casually like that, holding a shallow cup of white pottery with her gloved fingers, looking at Hashirama with a half-smile.

Suddenly, Zhu Jian's heart moved, and the movement of putting down the flagon turned in a different direction.

"Please."

Madara raised the glass calmly, asking Hashirama to pour the wine for him like an old friend, ignoring all the eyes cast over him in an instant.

"Please."

For some reason, this unfamiliar etiquette seemed very familiar between the two, as if they had done it countless times.The exchange of cups between the leaders of the two clans seemed to relax the atmosphere a little, and Hashirama simply got up after gulping down the wine: "Come dance!"

"Big brother-"

Tobima had been dragged into the middle of the room by Hashirama before he had time to refuse. The always cheerful patriarch Senshou had already named the young people who could make trouble in the clan one by one. start jumping up - if suddenly