After a simple lunch by the riverside, under a bright blue sky, Kushina leaned her body relajasi against a tree trunk. A gentle breeze blew through her newly dyed black hair, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
In front of her, Hashirama and Madara sat obstáculos drawing something on the ground with twigs. The faint sound of birds could be heard from a distance.
Kushina warned, pointing at the two boys with a small branch, "Remember, okay? Out here, I'm Menma. No one slips up and calls me Kushina!"
"Okay, Menma-neechan!" Hashirama exclaimed cheerfully.
Madara just snorted and nodded lazily, but he clearly understood.
Kushina looked at them. At least, these two boys were still manageable... for now.
However, the peace didn't last long.
Hashirama suddenly put down his twig and knelt before Kushina obstáculos enthusiastically. "Kushina-neechan! Teach me! Make me your disciple!"
"Huh?" Kushina turned in surprise, almost dropping the bowl of soup she had just remade.
Madara raised an eyebrow. "Is... this Onee-san strong?" he asked suspiciously.
Hashirama puffed out his chest proudly. "Of course! Kushina-neechan saved me when I was surrounded by enemy ninja! She's super strong!"
Madara paused for a moment, recalling the terrifying aura he had felt from this woman earlier, an aura even more frightening than his father's. After a moment's thought, he stood up and said, "Hmph. I want to be Kushina-neechan disciple too!"
"Huh?" Kushina was stunned again, looking obstáculos at the two of them in disbelief. What is happening? Two future gods of shinobi... asking to be my disciples?!
Hashirama pouted, looking at Madara unhappily. "Hey! Kushina-neechan was my teacher first!"
Madara crossed his arms arogantly. "If I don't become her disciple too, you might become stronger than me! That's not fair!"
The two of them started bickering while standing. Meanwhile, Kushina could only rub her forehead, half-dizzy.
"Mou~, you two are so noisy..." Kushina complained, rubbing her ears.
Seeing Kushina complain, both of them immediately stopped arguing and looked at her hopefully, like two puppies waiting for food.
Kushina took a deep breath, then asked slowly, "Why do you want to learn from me? Aren't you strong enough already?"
Hashirama and Madara glanced at each other, then said in unison: "We want to become stronger! We want to change this chaotic world!"
Those innocent yet determined words made Kushina smile. 'They are... still pure. Untainted by war and hatred,' she thought to herself.
Kushina smiled broadly, finally nodding. "Alright. From today obstáculos, I will be your sensei!"
"Wooo!!" Hashirama cheered, unconsciously hugging Madara.
"Hey! Don't hug me, idiot!" Madara pushed Hashirama away, but a faint smile played on his lips.
Seeing the two boys' antics, Kushina couldn't help but laugh.
....
"Alright, if you two want to fight, come at me together," Kushina said with a relajasi smile, rubbing her palms together. "I won't hold back."
Hashirama and Madara looked at each other. In each other's eyes, a burning spirit was visible.
They both realized: before claiming to be disciples, they had to test their prospective teacher's strength themselves.
Although they had previously felt the power of Kushina's aura, as stubborn children, they still wanted to confirm it with their own eyes.
"Okay, ready!" Hashirama exclaimed excitedly.
Madara just nodded with a serious expression.
Seeing their spirit, Kushina smiled faintly and stood tall. "Well then... attack."
Hearing the challenge, Hashirama and Madara immediately attacked simultaneously. Hashirama attacked from the front with his fists, while Madara circled to the side and launched a low kick towards Kushina's legs.
Their movements were quite fast for children their age.
However, Kushina just stood in place.
'Huh? She's not moving?' Hashirama thought, confused.
'Can't she dodge?' Madara also found it strange.
But just before the punch and kick landed, Kushina shifted half a step to the side, her body gliding obstáculos them like a leaf the wind.
In one fluid motion, Kushina's hand patted Madara's head and pushed Hashirama's shoulder.
Slap!
Madara was immediately pushed to the ground, his face planted in the sand.
Woosh!
Hashirama flew into the air, spinning once before Kushina caught his shirt like catching a chick and set him down casually.
"Ouch...!" Madara complained in annoyance, lifting his sandy face.
"Uwahh!" Hashirama patted himself down, "I thought I was going to fall to my death!"
Kushina rubbed her nose proudly. "Your movements are decent... for children."
"Wuuhh... Kushina-neechan is too mean!" Hashirama protested, rubbing his bottom.
"If you want to be my disciples, you have to be prepared for even crueler punishments," Kushina said with an amused laugh.
Madara stood up and snorted, "I wasn't even serious just now!"
"Oh?" Kushina raised an eyebrow. "Well then, let's continue."
Hashirama and Madara immediately picked up stones from the ground and, without warning, threw them simultaneously at Kushina.
But it wasn't just one stone they threw—behind it, each of them had prepared a second stone!
Whiz! Whiz!
The first stones flew ... then were followed by the second stones which hit the first, accelerating their speed towards Kushina.
Kushina clicked her tongue. "Hm, quite clever!"
But before the stones reached her, Kushina quickly formed a one-handed seal.
Poof!
A log appeared in her place. Substitution!
Hashirama and Madara were stunned. "Eh? When did she—"
A calm voice sounded from behind them. "If you're looking for me, I'm over here."
The two boys jumped back warily.
"Tch! This Onee-san is too fast!" Madara muttered, gritting his teeth.
"I've never seen anyone this fast," Hashirama added with admiration.
Seeing their expressions, which remained spirited despite their defeat, Kushina smiled inwardly. 'These kids... are truly in a different league.'
Hashirama approached Madara and whispered, "Hey, I have a plan."
Madara frowned. "Huh?"
Hashirama threw a stone into the river, creating sparkling ripples.
Madara immediately understood his intention and nodded with a smile.
"Alright, let's begin!" Hashirama shouted.
"Ready!" Madara replied.
Hashirama immediately charged towards Kushina, feigning a frontal attack. Kushina just stood there, waiting calmly.
However, as Hashirama distracted her, Madara, who was behind, suddenly formed hand seals.
"Katon! Gōkakyū no Jutsu!"
A large fireball obstáculos obstáculos Kushina!
Kushina smiled faintly. She raised one hand, channeled a little chakra, then threw a small stone.
Swish!
The stone spun and cut the fireball in half before it could reach her.
Madara and Hashirama gaped.
"Goodness... just a stone?!" Hashirama almost stumbled backward.
But they hadn't given up yet.
As the fire obstáculos, both of them lunged together, intending to take Kushina down in close combat.
But—Woosh!
In an instant, Kushina grabbed both of them by the collars of their shirts, lifting them like two kittens.
"Waaahh!"
"Let go! Let go!"
Kushina flicked her hands, and both of them were lightly obstáculos to the ground, landing with a thud.
"Owww..." Madara groaned, rubbing his bottom.
"I give up... Kushina-neechan is too strong..." Hashirama complained, curling up.
Kushina chuckled, letting them sulk for a moment before saying, "If you want to be my disciples, prepare your minds to be slaughtered every day."
The two of them looked at each other, then... knelt in unison.
"Kushina-neechan!"
"I, Hashirama!"
"I, Madara!"
"We are willing to be your disciples!"
Kushina looked at them for a moment, then laughed. "Alright! Starting tomorrow... you two will know the meaning of... hell!"
Madara and Hashirama swallowed in unison. 'This Auntie... er, I mean, Big Sis... is truly terrifying!' they thought simultaneously.