Emiya Shirou agreed.
In the face of Tobirama's moral blackmail, he could only choose to go with the flow. At least this arrangement was very beneficial to him. After all, setting aside the factor of Black Zetsu, the future identities of these two boys were not ordinary.
His eyes lowered slightly, scanning the two of them. In the future, they had countless connections to the true back-up he had arranged in advance.
"Please take care of me," the young Hiruzen smiled very happily.
"Please... take care of me," the young Danzo really couldn't squeeze out a smile.
"Then let's get ready," a compassionate smile appeared on Shirou's face. He gently patted Hiruzen's head. "Accompany me to buy some things in the village today. We'll set off tomorrow."
"Yes!" the two boys quickly agreed.
After they left, Hashirama looked at Shirou's back, his face still showing some reluctance. "What a pity. I didn't expect the time for parting to come so soon..."
"It's just a temporary parting," Tobirama's face turned cold again. "Brother, there's one more thing I must tell you. About Madara Uchiha."
He narrowed his eyes, a dangerous look appearing. "If there are no surprises, when that fiend knows that Lord Emiya has left Konoha, he will definitely go to see him."
Hashirama suddenly fell silent.
"This is an opportunity for us," Tobirama continued, not caring about his brother's friendship with Madara. "We have been secretly searching for his tracks, but we haven't found him. But we all know that he must be lurking, waiting for an opportunity."
"Now, this is his opportunity. Only by having Lord Emiya help him heal that blind Sharingan will that fiend dare to be confident that he has enough power to attack Konoha."
Hashirama still remained silent.
"Brother, we can't miss this good chance," Tobirama's voice was heavy. "If we can't kill Madara, he will sooner or later destroy Konoha again. After your battle, he will hate Konoha even more."
"I understand," Hashirama sighed deeply, having already accepted the proposal in his heart. "Don't worry, I won't let him escape this time." But he brought up his objection again. "This kind of behavior seems a bit like using Lord Emiya."
"For Konoha, this is a necessary means," Tobirama was very good at persuading his brother. "Brother, do you want a person like Lord Emiya to be deceived by that fiend Madara?"
Hashirama was actually a bit embarrassed. If his friend Madara really deceived Shirou, it would undoubtedly make him, who was already very ashamed, feel even more guilty. "Alright," he had no more scruples about this.
The next day, a group of people gathered at the Konoha village gate to see them off. The only one missing was the First Hokage.
According to Tobirama, his brother couldn't accept the departure and didn't dare to appear. This explanation was really a bit too clumsy. Even though Hashirama was an emotional Hokage, he never chose to escape from problems.
But no one really cared.
"Hiruzen," Sarutobi Sasuke patted his son's shoulder. "You must take good care of Lord Emiya, don't make any mistakes."
"Don't worry!" Hiruzen patted his chest, taking on all the responsibility.
"No need to worry," a kind smile appeared on Shirou's face. He looked at the two boys like an elder. "I will look after these two little ones."
Tobirama didn't say much, just looked seriously at the two boys, hoping they could carry out his plan well.
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Outside the village, Hashirama carried a huge sealing scroll on his back, wearing red battle armor, fully armed as he stood on a tree, looking towards the gate.
A group of ANBU stood on other trees. They had two important missions: assist the First Hokage in searching for Madara, and secretly clean up any ninjas from other villages who tried to get close to Shirou. Everything was prioritized for the first mission.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
No, it should be said, the cicada had long been aware of the mantis's danger.
Madara had been lurking outside Konoha all along. He was trying to find an opportunity to meet with Shirou. When Hashirama and the ANBU moved out, he had already sensed something was wrong and quietly hid around them.
Under a thick tree, Madara leaned lazily against the trunk, looking contemptuously at the group of Konoha ninjas. "Hmph. This kind of formation... Hashirama, this doesn't seem like your handiwork. It must be that despicable villain Tobirama who guessed that I want to meet this great figure, so he had you bring people out to surround and kill me?"
If it were Hashirama's idea, he would definitely come alone. Just as Tobirama believed he had seen through Madara's evil nature, Madara also understood Tobirama's insidious ways very well.
"What a pity," the gentle breeze blew Madara's hair apart. The blind, grayish-white eye that had been covered was revealed, making him look somewhat terrifying.
It was a pity he couldn't fight Hashirama. Even though he had obtained Wood Style and a powerful recovery ability, having lost one Sharingan, he was no match for him.
"Then, let's use a little trick." He raised his finger, a strange sharpness flashing in his remaining eye. "Hashirama, in our last battle, this eye didn't see through your wood clone. Now let's see if you can see through mine."
As he formed hand seals, a wood clone slowly emerged from the trunk of the tree he was leaning against, looking exactly like him.
"Go. Keep Hashirama away from that great figure." After watching his wood clone leave, he had to think about a truly difficult problem. "Next is the troublesome problem of how to persuade that great figure."
His brow furrowed. He definitely couldn't use violence directly; the lesson from using genjutsu last time was too profound. As for persuading him...
Madara wasn't very confident. He had never been a person good at preaching and was often the one being preached to.
He turned his head to look in the direction of the gate. He had already seen Shirou leaving with two Konoha brats.
I can only try to deceive him a little...