"I brought you lunch."
In the Hokage's office, Renya placed the lunchbox on the desk.
"I see. You can head back now." Senju Tobirama flipped through the document in his hand without even glancing up.
He figured he might as well finish reading the files before eating…
Renya showed no intention of leaving and voiced the question in his mind:
"Why don't you use Shadow Clones to handle the paperwork?"
He really couldn't understand. Isn't this exactly what Shadow Clones are meant for?
Upon hearing that, Senju Tobirama froze for a moment, as if he had never considered this possibility.
To cover up the awkwardness, he explained in a deep, solemn tone:
"Kid, don't always think about slacking off."
"Some things are only effective when done personally…"
He wanted Renya to know that he chose not to do it, not that he forgot.
"Suit yourself. I'm heading back." Renya turned and walked away.
"Hmm, get some rest early, and don't forget to drink your milk."
"Got it."
Once he sensed that Renya was completely out of range, Senju Tobirama quickly put down the document and formed hand seals to summon two Shadow Clones.
The clones didn't hesitate. They immediately picked up the documents on the desk and began reviewing them.
Meanwhile, Senju Tobirama opened the lunchbox and started eating.
"That kid's pretty sharp…"
If Renya hadn't reminded him, he would've forgotten he could still use Shadow Clones.
Actually, it wasn't really his fault. When he first started handling documents, there weren't that many, so he didn't use Shadow Clones.
But as the stack grew higher, he somehow forgot all about them.
Even though clone memories would return to the original body, things like this weren't even a problem for Senju Tobirama.
The time he saved could now be spent researching Renya and developing new jutsu.
Before long, the two clones had finished processing the documents.
Senju Tobirama dispelled the clones, absorbing the memories of the paperwork instantly without any discomfort.
"Guess I won't have time to research that kid tonight…"
Only then did he remember—he forgot to add the drug to the milk.
With that thought, Senju Tobirama slipped into the lab under cover of darkness.
At this moment, two people were tied to operating tables in the lab.
When they saw Tobirama enter, their faces immediately contorted in terror.
Senju Tobirama didn't say a word. He dragged one of them off the table and onto the ground, then began forming hand seals.
"Edo Tensei!"
...
The next day, at the Senju residence.
"Mito-san, is Hashirama-san around?" Renya asked.
"Oh, it's little Renya. Please, have a seat." Uzumaki Mito replied gently. "Hashirama took Tsunade out. He should be back any moment now."
Renya nodded and sat down on a stone bench in the courtyard.
The reason he came today was to check on Hashirama's health.
He had been out on missions for a while, so it had been some time since they last saw each other.
Logically, Senju Hashirama's condition shouldn't have worsened suddenly—it had to be a gradual decline.
Based on his current physical state, Renya could estimate the likely time of death.
...
Not long after, the sound of familiar footsteps came from afar.
Renya looked up and saw Senju Hashirama walking into the courtyard, carrying the three-year-old Tsunade in his arms.
Hashirama's face lit up with obvious surprise when he saw Renya. He froze briefly, then smiled and greeted him cheerfully:
"Little Renya, weren't you out on a mission? What brings you back?"
"Hashirama-san, I had some free time, so I thought I'd drop by to see you." Renya replied with a smile.
"Haha, thoughtful as always, you rascal." Hashirama laughed heartily.
Little Tsunade was nestled sleepily in her grandfather's arms, her eyes still a little drowsy.
But the moment she saw Renya, they lit up with excitement.
She wriggled in his arms, breaking free eagerly, and ran over to Renya with small, quick steps.
"Renya!" she called as she reached him, eyes wide with expectation. In her sweet, childish voice, she asked, "Did you come to cook for me again?"
As she spoke, images of Renya's delicious dishes popped into her head, and drool started trickling from the corner of her mouth.
Renya couldn't help but laugh at Tsunade's drooling glutton expression.
He squatted down and opened his arms, letting the little dumpling leap into his embrace. Hugging her gently, he said softly:
"Of course. I'll make you something delicious today!"
"Yay! I want to eat lots of yummy stuff!"
"But first, shouldn't you wipe off that drool?"
At that, Tsunade hurriedly rubbed her face with her sleeve in a flurry.
Renya really doted on this little bundle.
A soft, chubby porcelain doll—who wouldn't like her?
...
"Little Renya, how long are you staying this time?"
At the dinner table, Senju Hashirama suddenly asked.
Normally, when Renya returned from a mission, his rest period wouldn't exceed three days.
"This time I'll be resting for quite a while." Renya set down his chopsticks. "Hashirama-san, is there something you need?"
He had a hunch Hashirama had something to discuss…
Sure enough, Hashirama's eyes brightened.
"Little Renya, would you be willing to leave Konoha with me and go explore the outside world?"
At those words, all three people at the table froze.
Uzumaki Mito frowned, clearly worried.
"Hashirama, why would you want to leave Konoha?"
She was fully aware of her husband's worsening condition. What if something happened outside the village?
"Mito, I just want to go take a look around." Senju Hashirama explained, "I've been stuck in the village all these years. It's been so long since I've been out. I figured I'd take little Renya along to go sightseeing."
As he spoke, he turned toward Renya.
"So? What do you say, little Renya? Want to come with me?"
Renya's expression turned complicated. Why did this feel off—like the last wish of someone about to die?
Under Hashirama's hopeful gaze, Renya suddenly asked:
"Hashirama-san, if Tobirama-san finds out, will he agree to let you leave?"
Upon hearing that, Hashirama's smile froze on his face.
Knowing his little brother… yeah, there's no way Tobirama would approve.
Given his steadily declining health, Tobirama would absolutely forbid him from running around.
"I'll make sure Tobirama agrees." Hashirama said with a serious expression.
He'd fought all his life. Couldn't he enjoy a little bit of it in his final days?
"In that case, I'd be happy to travel with you, Hashirama-san." Renya had no reason to refuse.
"Hashirama, Renya, please be careful." Uzumaki Mito looked worried.
Though she didn't want her husband to go, it was ultimately his decision. All she could do was silently support him.
"Don't worry, Mito." Hashirama scratched his head sheepishly. "As long as little Renya is with me, I'll be just fine."
Renya: "???"
He hadn't expected Senju Hashirama to say something so completely backwards.
What do you mean with me, there won't be any danger?
That makes it sound like without him, Hashirama would be in danger…
Sure, after his battle with Madara, Hashirama's body was no longer what it used to be.
But he wasn't exactly on death's door just yet.
Senju Hashirama might be dying soon, but he wasn't dead.
As long as Hashirama still breathed, no other shinobi village would dare make a move on Konoha.
That's the weight behind the title—God of Shinobi.
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