Earlier just as Kamizuki and Madara were chatting on the Hokage Rock, two sneaky figures quietly lurked in the hidden place behind them, secretly spying on the master and apprentice's every move.
"Damn Uchiha Madara! If you like children so much, then raise one yourself. What's the point of snatching other people's children!"
Seeing her precious daughter Kamizuki sitting obediently in the arms of that hateful man, Senju Tomoka was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and sour gas kept surging at the root of her tongue. For a while, new hatred and old hatred surged in her heart.
If Uchiha Madara hadn't been in the way, she would have killed Uchiha Takashi and taken Kamizuki home. How could she fall into the tragic situation of separation of flesh and blood now!
"Shut up, who do you think you are?"
Uchiha Takashi, who was tightly squeezed beside Tomoka, almost jumped out of his heart when he heard this! In order to save their lives, he quickly stopped Senju Tomoka from shouting, so soon, she turned her anger on him.
"Why are you hiding here? Can't you see that I have already occupied this place?"
It is not certain whether it is a tit-for-tat between enemies or a simple tacit understanding. Tomoka and Takashi chose the same hiding place at the same time, but this place is narrow, and neither of them is willing to give in, so they can only stick together in the end.
"Hmph, if you are unhappy, then go away! Anyway, I will never give it to you."
Sparks of anger burst out from their eyes, and the war that had just been suppressed by Madara's fist burned again. Just as Tomoka and Takashi were about to start another quarrel, a pair of thick and powerful hands pressed firmly on their shoulders.
"Shh, don't quarrel, it will be bad if you quarrel over there."
Senju Hashirama appeared behind them at some point, and persuaded them to fight gently like a good old man. However, a true good guy would not suddenly appear behind someone, nor would he sneak in the shadows and peek at others like them.
Tomoka Senju and Uchiha Takashi suddenly felt their hair stand on end. Just now, they did not notice the appearance of Hashirama Senju at all, which means that if Hashirama Senju wanted to, he could kill them at that moment.
In the face of such overwhelming power, any resistance is just a dying struggle. The greatest luck of being born in the same era as such a strong man is to belong to the same camp as him, and the greatest misfortune is probably to face him directly in front of this secret even though there is a secret that must be hidden from him.
In a flash, Tomoka and Takashi quickly exchanged glances, trying to find a unified countermeasure, but this was useless. Some people could quarrel even if they just exchanged glances.
'Did he hear what I said just now?'
'Probably not. If he heard it, we would be tied up by Wood Release right now.'
'It's all your fault for being such a big mouth, so I told you to shut up!'
Uchiha Takashi, I'll @+&# you &￥#@%.... (Omitted one thousand dirty words)
Senju Tomoka, I'll &@_# you *%@￥.... (Omitted one thousand dirty words)
"Haha, I haven't seen Madara so happy for a long time."
In the end, it was Hashirama who successfully interrupted the endless quarrel between the two.
He squeezed Tomoka and Takashi aside and took all the advantageous positions without hesitation. A pair of piercing eyes observed every move of Uchiha Madara sitting on the edge of the cliff, and there was a hint of relief and smile on the corner of his mouth.
It was just that the child in Madara's arms made him rack his brains but couldn't remember who it was. This was not a normal thing. At this time, Konoha had not yet ushered in the first baby boom. There were only a handful of children in the village, and he, Senju Hashirama, knew every one of them. Logically speaking, such a beautiful child who had such a close relationship with Madara, as long as he had seen it in the village, he would never forget it.
The only explanation is that she has been living in the Uchiha clan and has never been to the village.
Hashirama Senju was very curious. What kind of child would be so precious and hidden by the Uchiha clan?
"Who is the child in Madara's arms? Why have I never seen her before? Do you know her?"
'More than knowing her, that child is our child!'
Momoka Senju's back was soaked with cold sweat. If Hashirama Senju knew about this, it would be equivalent to being known by Tobirama Senju. Being known by Tobirama Senju is basically equivalent to being sentenced to death!
"It should be the child of the Uchiha clan. How could I know her? Haha! Hey, Uchiha Takashi, do you know her?"
"I, I, of course I know her. She is the disciple of our clan leader Uchiha Madara. Her name is..."
Although Hashirama Senju is indeed a gentle and generous person, and sometimes even looks easy to bully, but he is definitely not A fool, who was just distracted by the interaction between Madara and the child, turned his head and looked thoughtfully at his own elders and the elders of the other family.
"Oh, is that so?"
He stood up from his hiding place and strode towards Madara and Kamizuki.
"Since you don't know, I'll just ask Madara directly."
It's over!!!
Momoka and Huohe opened their terrified eyes and stood still like stones. They looked at the back of Senju Hashirama, and then looked at the direction of Uchiha Madara and Kamizuki, and felt that their eyes went dark and they wanted to faint directly.
That's how the present came to be.
"Well said! Children should grow up and become stronger under the protection of adults."
Senju Hashirama chewed Kamizuki's suggestions carefully, and some of her ideas coincided with his own. He felt surprised from the bottom of his heart, and he wanted to chat with Madara and this strange child for a day and a night, and then leave everything to his good brother Tobirama to do, and open the ninja school tomorrow.
But the girl who was talking excitedly just now fell silent the moment he approached. Not only did she show a scared expression, she also kept hiding herself in Madara's arms.
Hashirama, who thought he was very friendly, touched his head in embarrassment. Was he so unpopular with children?
"Madara, who is this child?"
Hashirama Senju sat cross-legged beside Uchiha Madara, with the robe symbolizing the identity of Hokage directly under him. His curious eyes kept glancing at Kamizuki, who was only facing him with the back of her head. Uchiha Madara glanced at him unhappily and hugged Kamizuki tighter.
"Humph, didn't that guy Takashi tell you just now? She is my student, Uchiha Kamizuki."
The five senses of a ninja are far superior to those of ordinary people. As early as when Tomoka and Takashi were peeping, he had already noticed their movements, but he was too lazy to pay attention to them. After that, everything could not escape his outstanding insight.
"I haven't heard you mention it before. Did you just accept her not long ago?"
Hashirama nodded. It was not uncommon for strong men like them to accept students. For example, he also accepted Sarutobi Hiruzen as his student not long ago. He thought that it was very likely that his acceptance of a student stimulated Madara, so that he also started to select student. However, Madara's personality has always been picky. As his student, this child named Uchiha Kamizuki must have extraordinary talents.
Maybe another day, Hiruzen and the group of children around Tobirama can meet her. Staying in the clan all the time, this child named Kamizuki probably doesn't have many friends. (what can you expect from an uchiha?)
Hashirama gently patted Kamizuki's back. When she cautiously turned half of her head to look at him secretly, he forced out his signature hearty smile on his face, stretched out his hand with a smile, and tried to hug this very cute girl:
"Hey, little one, can I hug you?"
Kamizuki's answer was to hide deeper in Madara's arms. She tried to curl herself up into a ball, as if she was determined to hide in Madara's arms for the rest of her life. Although she didn't say it clearly, every strand of hair and every part of her skin was telling of a clear rejection. The shocked Hashirama instantly became gloomy. He retracted his outstretched hand, his whole face full of sadness and decadence, and weakly asked Madara who was gloating:
"Madara, am I so terrible?"
"Hashirama, I'm sorry, this child is very shy."
Madara smiled without any apology, and he proudly hugged Kamizuki who was clinging to him. Under normal circumstances, it is Hashirama who is clinging to children. This feeling of reversal of situations makes him feel inexplicably happy.
Hashirama, who did not give up, stretched out his hand, and a small white flower bloomed in his palm. He held the flower to Kamizuki like offering a treasure, and the faint fragrance floated around the flower.
"Kamizuki, look, it's a very beautiful flower."
Kamizuki's heart was calm, and she even rolled her eyes silently. She was not really a five-year-old kid. This move was too stupid.
Seeing that Kamizuki was indifferent to his little tricks, Senju Hashirama became depressed again. He lowered his shoulders and head, muttering like a big cockroach. Uchiha Madara's forehead was bulging with veins, and he shouted angrily:
"Enough, haven't you cured your bad habit of being depressed all the time?"
After that, he stuffed Kamizuki in his arms into Hashirama's arms. Kamizuki, who was caught off guard, looked at Uchiha Madara for help subconsciously, but Madara said ruthlessly:
"I can only hold you for a while"
'Master, how could you stuff me into Senju Hashirama!'
So love will disappear, right? I tell you, you have lost me!
Senju Hashirama hurriedly hugged the child in his arms, feeling satisfied. This child named Kamizuki Although the girl didn't like him, she still stayed in his arms obediently, looking very obedient and sensible. He couldn't help comparing her with Sarutobi Hiruzen, the naughty monkey who was cousing trouble all day long. Hiruzen was smelly and dirty, but Kamizuki was a fragrant and soft little ball. It was indescribably comfortable to hold her in his arms.
The girl's face was as delicate and cute as a rose. The sun shone on her fair skin, her black eyes sparkled with the luster of pearls, and her rosy face was like two red rose petals, which was countless times cuter than Sarutobi Hiruzen who looked like a monkey.
Thinking of this, he felt sad comparing the two. Kamizuki, who is smart, cute, obedient and sensible, is like heaven, while compared to Sarutobi Hiruzen is like a mud, who is already a pervert at a young age. Senju Hashirama suddenly raised his head and looked at Uchiha Madara with a serious face:
"Madara, how about we change students! I'll give you Hiruzen, and Kamizuki will be my student, okay?"
"Don't even think about it, I don't want a monkey as my apprentice!"
"No! I don't want to change my master!"
Kamizuki, who had been silent since just now, also rejected this bad idea. Hashirama stared at her serious expression and shouted that she looked familiar - this child's stern face really looks like Tobirama when he was a child, both of them look like precocious little adults.
Children should look like children. What's the good of growing up so early?
Suddenly, Hashirama's smiling face froze. He suddenly grabbed Kamizuki's hand and looked at her in shock. Kamizuki, who suddenly looked at the enlarged face of Senju Hashirama, was so scared that her heart almost stopped.
"This child..."
As Senju Hashirama hesitated to speak, Madara and Kamizuki felt a chill on their backs. Could this guy have seen something?
Madara was silent for a moment, and finally decided to seize the initiative. He crossed his arms and asked the incredulous Hashirama Senju from a high position:
"Hashirama, what do you want to say?"
"I... I don't know why, I always feel that there is a kind of close relation from this child."
Nonsense, my mother Tomoka is your cousin, and you are my uncle in terms of seniority, how can we not be close?
Kamizuki felt cold on her back, and quickly cast a look for help to Uchiha Madara. Madara's face did not change, but cold sweat began to seep out of his back. He was a little confused, how could the usually slow Hashirama suddenly become so sharp?
"Huh, you feel close to a child when you see her?"
Madara pretended to be speechless and snatched Kamizuki back into his arms, but Hashirama Senju's eyes were still closely following Kamizuki, making her scalp numb.
"It's not that kind of closeness! How should I describe it? It's that kind of feeling, closer than blood ties..."
After these words came out, Kamizuki cried out that something was wrong. She felt a pang in her heart. This time, Senju Hashirama had seen through her.
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TL here, i have decided to upload when im in the mood but im still updating regularly but random time in each day, this is set published time after 9 hours of wait