"Wow, what beautiful scenery."
At the future Hokage Rock, three young people were imagining the future.
"It's decided." Senju Hashirama opened his arms excitedly: "I will build a village here."
"A safe haven where discrimination doesn't exist, where children do not have to fight on the battlefield, and where all clans can live in harmony."
Next to him, Uchiha Madara was also feeling emotional, and he was also looking forward to that future.
"Where's Kyosuke? Are you willing to help us?" The two looked at the new member at the same time.
"Me." Kyosuke walked to the edge of the cliff, and his eyes seemed to reflect the future scene of Konoha Village.
The Hokage Monument (Hokage Rock), Ichiraku Ramen, the food court, the Ninja Academy... His complex gaze made the two people beside him completely unpredictable.
"I'm also looking forward to the construction of the village."
"Hahaha, okay." Hashirama was extremely excited. For so many years, no one had heard his dream.
Even his closest brother couldn't understand his thoughts.
As expected, people can understand each other, even the Senju and the Uchiha.
"Madara, Kyosuke, I'm really..."
"Wait a minute." Kyosuke interrupted Hashirama, whose facial features were distorted, and said calmly: "Don't be too happy too soon. We are insignificant to the entire ninja world."
"Yes, I understand. I'll wait for the future..."
"You're too naive, Hashirama." Kyosuke interrupted him rudely once again, turning his head with a sharp gaze. "People's thoughts change over time, and so do you and I."
"When you truly understand the cruelty of war and the helplessness between people, you may not feel the same way you do today."
Stopping the young man who wanted to refute, he said in a low voice: "Think carefully before you speak, otherwise it will only make me look down on your dream."
Hearing this, Hashirama took a deep breath and said with a determined look in his eyes, "I will overcome the pain and keep moving towards my dream."
Looking at that face that didn't seem fake, Kyosuke really wanted to ask, "What would you do if I killed Tobirama myself?"
But before he could finish his words, Madara next to him quietly stopped him.
After thinking about it, Kyosuke didn't continue to force it. Maybe he just remembered the Uchiha who would have a miserable ending in the future.
The founder of the illustrious Konoha Village, one of the most powerful and prestigious clans during the Warring States Period, eventually fell to the point of being coerced by smaller clans such as Sarutobi and Shimura.
This seems like a huge joke now.
"No one can tell what the future will be like." Kyosuke's words were full of profound meaning.
Regardless of the process, the three of them today finally had a preliminary exchange of ideas.
After saying goodbye to each other, when the excited Senju Hashirama left, Madara suddenly asked, "Kyosuke, why are you here?"
Laughing and shaking his head, Kyosuke didn't answer his question. Instead, he muttered in confusion, "I've noticed that you become very unsettled when it comes to things involving Hashirama."
"How is that possible? He and I are just ordinary friends. Don't think too much about it." Madara directly gave a series of three denials.
"Be careful." Kyosuke, unwilling to say too much, only gave him a warning: "I can detect your whereabouts. Do you really think no one in the clan knows what you are doing?"
"If you stay with him, you are destined not to get the blessing of your clan."
"Yeah, I know...wait, what do you mean by being with him?!" Madara stared at him fiercely.
As a result, Kyosuke dodged and slipped away.
In terms of speed, several Madaras can't compare to him.
...
With his friend's reminder, Madara did not go to meet Hashirama in the next few days.
Unfortunately, the truth would eventually come out.
One night, Uchiha Tajima blocked his son at home.
"Madara, who have you been meeting recently?" Tajima said in a gloomy tone and looked extremely angry.
At first, Madara was ready to make up a lie to get away with it.
But somehow, he decided to test his father's thoughts a little.
Three minutes later, Madara paid for his stupidity.
"The Uchiha and Senju clans have reached a truce, and they're going to build a beautiful home together?!" The clan leader looked at his son as if he were a fool.
"You've been influenced by the enemy," Tajima asked with a tone of disapproval. "I didn't expect you to be so naive. Have you ever told anyone else about this?"
"...Kyosuke knows that too."
"You idiot!"
The clan leader almost had the urge to rush over in anger: "Who is Uchiha Kyosuke? He is your biggest competitor in the future. You are giving him a handle to use against you."
Hearing this, Madara became a little impatient. What he hated most was his father's threats.
He had heard similar words too many times over the years: "Father, Kyosuke is not the person you think he is."
"Madara, I didn't expect you to be so naive." Tajima simply couldn't listen to his son's words. In fact, he was a stubborn old man.
Such people only have obedience in their minds, and there is no such thing as mutual understanding.
Bang!
With a light snap of his fingers, more than ten black shadows appeared around him instantly. They were the Uchiha Anbu, the clan's secret ninjas specially trained by the Uchiha.
Their role was very simple: to help the patriarch deal with things or people that it would be inconvenient for him to handle.
"Uchiha Kyosuke is guilty of treason. We will apprehend him tonight. Anyone who dares to resist will be executed on the spot." Uchiha Tajima stared at his son and asked sinisterly, "What do you think of this?"
Madara clenched his fists, knowing that his father was probably trying to scare him.
The problem was that he didn't dare to gamble, because if he lost, everything would be irreversible.
"What exactly do you want?" Madara finally compromised.
This time, he felt extremely tired.
It was so difficult to persuade his father, let alone those resentful clan members.
As expected, Kyosuke was right. If you want everyone to give up their hatred, you must use extremely high-pressure methods.
Expect everyone to understand each other?
That's just a child's silly fantasy.
Seeing his son compromise, the clan leader waved his hand, and the Uchiha Anbu disappeared in an instant.
"Do you know who that man was whom you met by the river?"
Before Madara could answer, Tajima revealed the truth: "His name is Senju Hashirama. Oh, you probably know this, but did you know that he is the son of Butsuma Senju?"
Butsuma Senju, the current leader of the Senju clan, is definitely the most powerful shinobi in the Warring States Period.
One of Madara's cousins died at the hands of the other party.
The hatred between the two sides is as deep as the sea, and each of them wishes the other to die suddenly.
"Hashirama..." Madara widened his eyes slightly. He never expected that his little friend was actually the young patriarch of the Senju clan.
Could this be fate?
"Got it?" Tajima patted his son's shoulder and softened his tone: "There's still room for redemption. As long as you..."