Chapter 237 — The Blood of Senju Hashirama
Yusuke slowly lifted the black cloth covering his eyes, revealing a pair of soft, silver-blue irises that shimmered with divine light.
For a brief moment, he closed them again. When he reopened them—his pupils had changed. The serene blue had vanished, replaced by the majestic glow of the Tenseigan, radiating overwhelming power that seemed to bend the air around him.
"Those eyes… what are they?" Itachi asked in shock.
The sheer chakra pressure pouring from those eyes made his body tense.
It was far beyond the Rinnegan—something greater, something transcendent.
Yusuke smiled faintly. "Alright, everyone... it's time for you to witness a miracle."
He raised his right hand slowly. Chakra around him began to swirl, drawn toward the glowing orbs of his Tenseigan.
"Dōjutsu—Universal Rebirth."
As the words left his lips, the world began to shift.
The violent lightning storm that had devoured the heavens gradually dissipated.
Dark clouds parted, sunlight spilled through, and the ruined earth beneath their feet began to reform.
Mountains rose from the void. Rivers carved through the soil. Forests burst from emptiness as if the planet itself was reborn.
The chaos that once ruled the skies was replaced by a serene glow. A soft breeze passed over them, carrying warmth and the faint scent of life.
"Sage Art: Wheel of Life Reincarnation."
Behind Yusuke, a colossal wheel of light materialized—its golden-green glow spinning slowly, humming with divine resonance.
Waves of restorative energy rippled outward, spreading across the land and sea.
In seconds, the barren ground turned lush with grass. Trees grew tall, flowers bloomed, and life returned to every corner of the newly formed islands.
Yusuke gazed upon the reborn world with quiet satisfaction. "Not bad, if I say so myself."
But Tsunade and the others could only stare. Their mouths hung open, their eyes wide in disbelief. None of them even remembered to breathe.
"Are you… really human?" Tsunade finally asked, her voice trembling with disbelief.
"Of course," Yusuke said lightly. "I'm just… a little too strong for one, maybe. But wait—why do you sound like you're insulting me?"
"Shut up," Tsunade muttered, rolling her eyes.
She tried to act composed, but her heartbeat was erratic. She had witnessed destruction countless times as Hokage—but to see someone create a world before her eyes? Even she couldn't make sense of it.
Yusuke shrugged casually. Inside, he knew the cost.
The techniques he had just used had drained nearly all of his remaining energy. His Tenseigan's brilliance began to fade, a faint dullness seeping into its glow.
The first time he awakened these eyes, Yusuke had thought he had transcended humanity.
The power was so immense—it felt divine.
But every time he used such abilities, his vision dimmed, and the Tenseigan would enter dormancy. It would take time before its strength fully returned.
"Alright," Yusuke finally said, taking a deep breath. "That's enough. Let's head back."
He turned to the Uchiha brothers, who still stood frozen in place.
"The rest... I'll leave to you, Itachi. Don't lie this time."
With a small smile, Yusuke activated his teleportation technique. In an instant, he, Tsunade, and Kurenai vanished from sight.
When they reappeared at their original location, Tsunade turned to him, puzzled. "Why did you tell Sasuke everything?"
Yusuke looked back at her with a calm expression. "Why not? You've hated Danzō for a long time, haven't you?"
His tone grew more serious. "Sasuke deserves the truth. He's been living in hatred—aimed at his own brother. If that continued, both of them would've been destroyed. Itachi by guilt… and Sasuke by rage."
He paused, gazing at the sky. "Right or wrong aside, Sasuke is the greatest victim of them all. He was just a child who watched his parents die at the hands of the person he loved most. There's no sin greater than that kind of pain."
Tsunade fell silent for a long time, then finally nodded. "You're right. That boy truly did nothing wrong."
"Honestly," Yusuke said with a faint smile, "if you weren't the Fifth Hokage, I probably wouldn't have cared even if Sasuke decided to destroy Konoha."
"Hatake Yusuke!" Tsunade snapped, exasperated. "You really—ugh! I can't even argue with you. But… yes, I'll admit it. Konoha today has strayed too far from my grandfather's dream."
Yusuke turned his gaze to her sharply. "Then tell me—who do you think is responsible for that?"
Tsunade hesitated, then sighed deeply. "I know what you're implying… You think the real cause started with my granduncle, don't you?"
Yusuke's faint smile returned. "Smart as ever. Yes, your granduncle—Second Hokage Senju Tobirama—played a direct role in the downfall of the Uchiha."
Tsunade clenched her fists. "But everything he did was for Konoha's protection!"
"That," Yusuke said coldly, "is the worst excuse of all. Isn't that what Danzō always said too? 'For the sake of Konoha'? When all they really protected… was their own power."
He looked out into the distance. "I'll give Tobirama credit—he was a brilliant strategist and politician. Under his rule, the village flourished. But his ideology infected Danzō and Hiruzen, twisting their sense of justice. That… was the beginning of Konoha's moral decay."
Kurenai, who had been silent until now, finally spoke softly. "I still don't understand. Why did Tobirama-sama fear the Uchiha so much? He knew of Madara's power—but didn't he also understand the potential of the Senju?"
Yusuke smiled faintly. "Because, Kurenai… the Uchiha, by their very nature, are insane."
Kurenai blinked. "Insane?"
"Yes," Yusuke said calmly. "They appear proud and composed on the outside—but deep down, they're fragile. When their hearts break, their Yin-type chakra surges violently, triggering the awakening of the Sharingan. In short, their power is born from pain."
"So… mere suffering can awaken the Sharingan?" Tsunade asked, frowning.
"Not exactly," Yusuke replied. "Only those with exceptional talent and overwhelming emotion can handle it. When the Sharingan awakens, it doesn't just grant power—it tears the user's soul apart. That's why so many Uchiha become extreme and unstable. They're a race torn between deep love and destructive hatred."
Kurenai nodded quietly. "That explains so much…"
"Now," Yusuke continued, "here's the real question: why did Tobirama believe the Senju would eventually fall behind the Uchiha?"
"Hey!" Tsunade barked. "Watch your tone. You're talking about my grandfather!"
"Alright, alright," Yusuke said, feigning formality. "Why did Nidaime-sama think that way?"
The exaggerated respect only made Tsunade and Kurenai glare at him even harder.
"Just say it," Tsunade demanded, her tone sharp.
Yusuke sighed lightly. "Because he studied your grandfather's body—more precisely, his cells."
"What!?" Tsunade's eyes widened in disbelief. "You mean… my granduncle experimented on my grandfather!?"
Yusuke nodded. "Surprised? The Edo Tensei was his creation, remember. You think a jutsu like that came from theory alone? Impossible. He must've experimented directly. Even the Mutual Explosive Tags technique was designed to support Edo Tensei. He just stopped short of perfecting it—probably because he feared what his successors might do with it."
"No way…" Tsunade whispered, her voice trembling. "My granduncle respected Grandfather deeply. He would never…"
Yusuke shook his head. "I never said he didn't respect him. On the contrary, he respected him too much. That's why he wanted to understand him—to uncover the source of Hashirama's true power. Tobirama realized that the real strength of the First Hokage didn't lie in his Wood Release alone, but in the unique chakra and soul he possessed. Through that research, he concluded that later generations of the Senju would never inherit that same power."
Yusuke looked at Tsunade deeply. "In other words… the true essence of the Wood Release didn't belong to the Senju Clan—it belonged to Hashirama himself."
Tsunade bit her lip, trembling slightly. "So… my grandfather was different from the rest of the Senju?"
"Exactly," Yusuke said gently. "Hashirama and Madara were the two miracles of the shinobi world—phenomena that will never happen again. The difference was that Madara relied on his Sharingan, while Hashirama… never needed it."
Tsunade lowered her gaze, her mind racing. "Then… my Wood Release ability—it's also from Grandfather's cells?"
"No," Yusuke said with a small smile. "Your power isn't the result of transplantation like Orochimaru's experiments. The energy within you is pure—the crystallized essence of Hashirama's own life force. Your Wood Release exists because your direct bloodline still carries the remnants of that ancestral chakra."
He looked at her warmly. "So don't ever think your power is just biological inheritance. It's the manifestation of Hashirama Senju's blood, will, and love itself."
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