[NARUTO][Pillar Madara] His Country

Looking at the light, it seemed that when he was thinking about what to say, the person opposite spoke.

The dream was interrupted.

Senju Bashima opened his eyes, and the book he was reading before falling asleep last night had slipped to his chest.He reached out and piled it up on the bedside, and continued to think about the dream that would never continue.

Once again, at this place.

"...It would be nice to have a little more detail, really..."

He muttered and sighed.

At this time, footsteps were heard on the stairs, and after a while his younger brother appeared impatiently at the door with folded arms:

"Brother, everyone is waiting for you."

"I went to bed late last night..."

Hashirama got up while talking, and didn't pay attention to the books stacked beside the bed. As a result, those piles of books that were already dangerously stacked were about to fall, and he was in a hurry to help them--and at this time, human-made rescues are generally can only be counterproductive.With a bang, books of all sizes fell down one after another.

Tobima sighed, withdrew from the chaos and went downstairs: "--let's eat first."

It seemed that this morning was doomed not to pass peacefully.

It is rare for Hashirama to have a good breakfast with his family when he came back from the laboratory for the vacation, but he overslept because of the dream first, and after getting out of the messy pile of books, he is still a junior high school student. My younger brothers have already gone to tutoring.

Originally thought that the same holiday would probably be in Tokaima--but the only father who stayed told me that the restless younger brother had already gone out for an internship.

"In the village?" Hashirama put down his rice bowl, feeling quite disbelieving.

"The town's tourist association." Fojian said as he turned a page of the newspaper in his hand.

...As expected, it was something Toikama would do.

Hashirama thought about it, and when he picked up the miso soup, he heard Fuma continue to ask: "So how is your thesis going?"

"Still writing." Hearing his father's subtext was "when will he come back to inherit the family business", Hashirama suppressed a sigh.

"I'm getting old too, and I'm thinking about retiring." Fojian said intentionally or unintentionally, "It's quite hard to run around doing things at an early age..."

"Father, you are not yet fifty..." Hashirama whispered.

"Whispering!" Qianshou Buddha slapped the newspaper on the table, "Although you may look down on Nanhe Township if you go to a big city, but..."

Just when the conversation was about to enter the daily routine of the father scolding his son, a greeting sounded from the door:

"Is there anyone...?"

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"A monk must know how to eliminate spirits..."

Complaining in a low voice, Hashirama looked up at the old house in the deep mountains.All the way is the forest, the thin path is not much wider than the animal path, the sun can't penetrate the dense branches and leaves, only a little shimmer on the moss-covered stones.Apparently no one has visited here for a long time.

The reason why he came here was still the sudden visitor in the morning - the other party was a fresh-faced person in Nanhe Township, wearing the suits that salespeople are used to wearing, which was somewhat out of place.The title of real estate manager was printed on the business card handed over.

"It's actually a little hard to tell...it's actually a property under my company's name, because rumors of supernatural events have been unable to sell, so..."

"Then you have found the wrong place. Our place is just an ordinary Buddhist temple." Fojian obviously felt a little amused, "If you don't practice things, please go back."

"Actually, we have also hired ordinary spirit masters, but obviously the effect is not good..." The middle-aged man was sweating on his head, he couldn't help wiping it with a handkerchief, and then lowered his head, "If possible, please Help me one or two!" Said this took out the gift gold envelope from his arms, and pushed it forward.

"No, no, even if it's forced..."

"If you don't agree, I can only go to Nanhe Shrine."

"what?"

Buddha's face suddenly sank.

Holding the forehead between the pillars, I already know what will happen in the follow-up plot.

There is a Nanga Shrine in Nanga Township, and the god is Uchiha Tajima; there is also a Nanga Temple, and the abbot is Senju Buddha.Shrines and Buddhist temples are obviously not next to each other, but the fathers of the two families do not know why they look down on each other. Somehow, the two families seem to have formed some kind of strange old enemy relationship... Although few people will take this seriously Let's do something, the two elders are very competitive.

"You're wrong to think that way. When it comes to exorcising spirits, you still have to rely on legal affairs and righteous faith!"

--After agreeing in this way, Fojian turned around and pushed the matter to the eldest son who came back for vacation.

"This kind of thing should be done by young people..."

Sighing, Hashirama looked up at the gate of the house.

It's too quiet and lonely to live here.After getting off the bus, I walked along the forest path for more than half an hour to arrive at this house. It is hard to imagine who would live here, maybe it would be a kind of hermit—or a writer or an artist or something.I heard from the people in the company that this place used to be the residence of military generals during the Warring States period... I don't know if it was a gimmick to sell the house or something else.

Thinking about it, Hashirama pushed the door subconsciously.Unexpectedly, the door that was supposed to be locked was easily pushed open.He was startled, but went in anyway.

Unexpectedly, there was a young man standing in the courtyard, wearing a long-sleeved black shirt even in summer, with his hair curled up in disobedience.Although his back was facing Hashirama, that figure Hashirama would never admit his mistake.

"spot?"

He called out his old friend by name.The young man who had heard the door behind him turned around without haste, looked up and down the column, and then snorted:

"It turns out that they still went to find people from Nanhe Temple."

"You came back recently." Hashirama walked up to him with a big smile, "I thought you were still in Tokyo this holiday. Oh, it's been a long time..."

"..." Madara gave him a cold look, and didn't mean to accept the greeting, but turned back to look at the building in front of him.Bashirama didn't think it was disobedient, and continued to ask:

"What did the real estate company tell you?"

"It is said that there are strange things in the house.... Originally, this is not something that the gods can control, but as soon as they said they would go to the monks in the temple, my father agreed."

"Ahaha, each other." Hashirama said while looking at the appearance of the house.This system is quite old, and it is quite similar to the samurai mansion he visited. It is rare that the style of the past has been preserved under constant renovations in the past many years.Madara seemed to have observed it, and walked in first, so Hashirama followed.

The house seemed to have been cleaned, it was very tidy, and there was a pile of exorcism salt in the corner, but there was nothing unusual about it, except for the eerie feeling that is unique to old houses, everything looked normal.They checked all the rooms one by one, and finally returned to the living room facing the courtyard.

"The view here is nice."

After opening all the partitions outside to keep out the rain, Hashirama sighed and sat down on the porch.Different from the house, the long-neglected courtyard is full of wild grass, as if a corner of the mountain is included in it, showing a bit of barrenness.Staring at the landscape, he was gradually invaded by a strong sense of déjà vu.I must have seen it somewhere... This feeling is probably just a psychological illusion.

Madara apparently had little interest in the garden.He sat down on the tatami and looked around: "I will definitely stay here tonight and take a look at the situation. If there is nothing, I will tell that guy tomorrow. I really don't know what the company thinks."

Hearing this, Hashirama turned sideways and looked at his old friend seriously.

"I really miss it. The last time we lived out like this was during a school trip."

Madara raised his eyes, seemingly disapprovingly.

"Do you remember telling ghost stories at night? You fell asleep on the side when everyone was scared to death..."

"...You guys are talking too badly."

"It's true that you've never been afraid of these things." Hashirama recalled the past with a rather nostalgic look, "It feels like I haven't seen Madara for a long time. Ever since I went to Tokyo."

Spot's face darkened a little.He lowered his head to organize the luggage in his backpack.

"I heard that Madara opened his own company. Are you not planning to go back to Nanhe?"

"Who knows."

"Ahaha, that's true."

Hashirama looked relaxed.

But no matter whether they are self-made entrepreneurs or young scholars who are immersed in writing papers, in this isolated place, they have lost the coat bestowed on them by society, as if they are different from their young selves.The two of them sat in this old house, talking about the past and the present (although most of the time, Hashirama was the one talking and Madara was just listening), letting the voice break the long silence, It seems that the human voice can be used to dispel the ghosts produced in the silence.

Sometimes, Madara feels like they have known each other for a long time, and it seems like they have never known each other before.

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Their love affair began when they were in elementary school.

Although the fathers of the two families never wait to see each other, to be honest, Nanga Township is so big, there is only one class in elementary school, and Madara and Hashirama basically look down and see each other.Both of them are equally smart and excellent in study, although they are not considered to be of good character (Madara obviously has a rebellious temperament against management), they are also good students that the school teachers like to talk about and the "children of other people" of Nanhe Township's generation.Contrary to their father's opposing position, the relationship between the two is quite good. It is said that it was a deep friendship that was established when they were young together in Nanhechuan.