Infinite Tsukuyomi

Hashirama's confident smile was no different from a madman in the eyes of Kuratori Nara. Since ancient times, there may have been ninjas who questioned the deformed employment system.

But the reform measures they could come up with were nothing more than resource independence.

Developing the ninja clan into a family.

Maybe one day they could achieve a status close to that of a noble.

Hashirama's idea was simply to flip the table directly.

In this era where ninjas gradually became the main force of war, the lethality of ninjas and traditional samurai class was as different as clouds and mud. If all ninjas had an independent organization, a state-level war between big countries must be approved by this organization. In other words,

The Ninja Alliance system is completely contrary to the "private army" plan that has been imperceptibly influenced by big countries.

It's okay if it's someone else who proposed this issue, it's just a dream to complete it.

But if it's Hashirama,

The man who was known as the God of Ninja, with the support of Konoha, was the God of Ninja.

It's very likely to be able to set up a prototype.

At that time … it's simply an enemy of all the big countries.

Half a step ahead of the era is a genius, one step ahead of the era is a madman.

Madara sighed.

Hashirama is still as naive as before.

He directly said the plan in his mind without even thinking about it. If someone with ulterior motives spread it outside, he would

God knows what will happen.

The black pupils were stained with blood.

The magnificent pattern suddenly turned, rolling up the murderous aura in the room.

In an instant, the Mangekyo was launched.

The memory of outsiders who had just heard the plan was erased.

Several attendants who were attacked by Genjutsu fell to the ground.

Uchiha Madara dealt with the matter at lightning speed.

Tobirama closed his slightly open mouth, pulled his brother's collar and shouted, "Why didn't you tell me about this!"

"No, Tobirama, I didn't come back from there. I've been thinking about it for the past few days. It just so happens that Madara mentioned a place before. It seems that all the powerful people there have gathered to form an association."

Hashirama smiled. "I think this method is very good. If there is a promotion system inside, the ninja level and task commission can be linked, and the life can be improved."

Is this his fault?

Madara thought about it suspiciously. When did he say that he didn't have this impression?

"That's the novel you recommended to me a long time ago." Hashirama puffed up his cheeks. "You lent me the book and forgot to take it back."

Ka —

Whirlpool Mito remained expressionless, but his grip on the table grew tighter and tighter. His heart was filled with a mixture of crazy shock and indescribable subtle feelings. He wished he could find someone to complain to, "Is Uchiha Macula reading novels?"

Wasn't he supposed to be arrogant, cold, and otherworldly, only interested in fighting and ninjutsu?

This was as unbelievable as when she learned that the "shoulder" of a wing and the "shoulder" of a bladder were the same word. Moreover, she had been listening to Hashirama's words for years.

"I don't remember." Madara frowned.

"That one? It's said that the author went to play mahjong and got himself killed. You said before that when you're free in the future, you'll hunt down the author."

This is an Otaku, this is an Otaku!

Mito's forehead exuded fine sweat, and his eyes were red as he stared at the table. Combining the image of Uchiha Madara with the word 'otaku', this feeling, this feeling … it's too cute!

Thinking about it, Madara did remember the book in his memory. At that time, he was too young to read it, and many details were not clear. Only the author's "Mahjong Escape" is still engraved in his mind.

The human beings in the story world have another ability, which coincides with the ninja's Chakra. The alliance mentioned by Hashirama is just a background setting in the novel. The ability users of the entire continent go to the association to register their profession, and the association gives them resources for life and ability promotion. The country in the novel may be able to hire small groups of ability users, but under the supervision of the association, the threat of war has been reduced again and again. Even countries that want to provoke a large-scale war will be warned and restrained by the association.

Madara slowly bowed his head and thought. Now he recalled some of the details in the novel, the worldview, the background of the era, and the ninja continent are quite similar. Did the author at that time already realize the nature of war and wanted to use the novel as a metaphor for his own ideas?

"It's too early to talk about this." Uchiha Macula put this topic aside. "Let's talk about it later."

Hashirama nodded: "I think so too, but I always feel that if I don't say it, I will forget it."

Then don't say it!

Tobirama Sentete covered his chest and almost vomited blood. If one day he was killed by Hashirama, he would die of anger.

"What are you going to do?"

Uchiha Macula crossed his arms and glanced at Kuratori Nara and Whirlpool Mito. His meaning was clear. Will they do evil together, or will they be washed by his Mangekyo Sharingan?

"The three clans of the Heliotropia … are willing to join Konoha."

What can he do? He can't even pretend to be stupid. If he refuses, Uchiha Macula will put him in a sack.

Hashirama looked at Mito, waiting for a reply from his childhood playmate.

Whirlpool Mito had a headache. Knowing Konoha's plan, this pirate ship is fixed, but …

"Actually … we are here for this marriage. The patriarch and the elders should not have considered joining Konoha."

Marriage?

Hashirama froze for a moment. He seemed to have heard Tobirama mention it before, but he was too busy to think about it.

This matter must be made clear, lest Hashirama and Whirlpool Mito become estranged.

Hashirama bowed his head to Mito and said in a calm and serious tone: "Sorry, I already have someone I like."

Someone you like?

Hearing this sentence, Mito's eyes unconsciously slid to Uchiha Macula at the other end of the long table, but he saw the unexpected emotion in Madara's eyes.

It's not Uchiha Macula, no, he doesn't even know Uchiha Macula?

Whirlpool Mito asked the question that was on everyone's mind at this moment: "Can you tell me, Hashirama, who do you like?"

After a pause, he found a reason for himself to enrich his emotions. "I want to know what kind of person you like."

The people present secretly pricked up their ears. Hashirama's gossip was not easy to hear.

It's hard to talk about time travel, so Hashirama simply added some vague details.

The story was very ordinary. If it was put in a novel, it would be a drama of a fallen ninja and a civilian girl falling in love.

"At first, it was a coincidence that I met her. She just happened to pass by, but my body had already moved faster than my brain. When I came back to my senses, we had already talked all the way." Hashirama crossed his hands, with a quiet smile on his face. "It was like love at first sight."

"After knowing that I was injured, she asked me to go to her house to recuperate. At that time, I was very embarrassed, so I helped her do some housework. Sometimes, when there were guests in the shop, I would help her. Her cooking skills were also very good. She said that she was too lazy to cook, but in fact, she often accommodated me.

It's as if I've known her for decades. I clearly know her little hobbies, and I know what she wants to do without any warning. Her tone, her expression, we might be two red bamboo stones that have been split into two. One day, we will become one. "

Listening to this, Madara's eyelids twitched. He subconsciously picked up the teacup and took a sip. He almost spat out the sweet tea in his mouth.

And the protagonist, Whirlpool Mito, was stunned. He was not shocked by Hashirama's nauseating self-dissection, but surprised by his speed. This is the fastest man in the ninja world. "You … have you already entered the house!"

"No."

Thinking of Banzi's bland face, Hashirama couldn't help but feel depressed. Banzi probably didn't realize his feelings at all. "Just living together."

"Living together?!" Mito turned Hashirama's head back. "Where is the girl now?" This is the most important thing.

Living outside? "

"You didn't take her back to Hashirama's house?"

"… No."

Whirlpool Mito looked at his friend's stupid face and gritted his teeth. He wanted to paste the word "scumbag" on his face.

Hashirama laughed dryly, his face full of embarrassment: "Actually … she doesn't know that I like her."

No, this is not the same as what Hashirama said before. Tobirama quickly went through his brother's words after he woke up, but Hashirama didn't say whether the girl liked him or not. He just praised her from beginning to end.

"Are you secretly in love with her?"

Under his brother's red eyes, Hashirama nodded stiffly.

Hashirama leaned outside Banzi's room and knocked on the door: "Boss, hurry up, we're all ready."

Women were troublesome, unlike before when they could just put on a bathrobe and tie a belt. Banzi responded to Hashirama and tied up her long black hair, leaving only a thin fringe in front of her forehead. She hurriedly put on the bathrobe and tied the belt around her waist.

Banzi could hear Naruto's noisy voice from across the yard. Banzi subconsciously sped up. Before she went out, for some reason, she took out her Kodama red lipstick and applied it to her lips to make her look better.

The adult and the child sat on a stool in front of the door, hand in hand. Naruto was already holding a teriyaki chicken meatball.

"I used my clone to go out and buy some food." Hashirama rubbed Naruto's head and smiled like a flower.

There was no other reason, it was simply because his sweetheart looked gorgeous in a bathrobe!

The boss, who always wore dark colors, changed into a powder blue bathrobe. A thin layer of fringe wrapped around the side of her face, her skin was fair and her lips were slightly red.

Hashirama held Banzi's hand and stuffed the Imperial Guard that he had prepared early in the morning into his sweetheart's palm. "Let's go together. Naruto can't wait."

There was a sea of people at the festival. Even the cool September wind couldn't stop people's enthusiasm for the festival.

A child's energy was endless. Even though this festival happened every year, Naruto was still excited. There were festive food on both sides of the street. Naruto asked for a little bit here and there. Before long, Banzi had a lot of food in her hands.