Naruto's Review : First Viewer is Senju Tobirama?

"It's impossible, Hashirama is dead. I saw him buried with my own eyes."

Uchiha Madara originally thought that nothing in the ninja world could surprise him anymore.

But looking at the person in front of him, he had to admit that he was very shocked.

It nearly stunned him.

How could someone who had been dead for so many years appear in front of him again?

Back then, he—no, it should be Zetsu—Zetsu had seen Hashirama's body buried with his own eyes.

What was even more surprising was that the revived Hashirama looked younger than ever. It was even more bizarre.

Uchiha Madara: I'm so jealous!

"Madara, you might not believe it, but Tobirama resurrected me," Hashirama said with a grin, stepping forward and wrapping his arm around Madara. "So, what do you think? Are you surprised? Is it unexpected?"

Madara slapped his arm away with a frown, replying with mild distaste, "No surprise, but definitely unexpected."

Up close, Madara could sense Hashirama's chakra.

This chakra felt very familiar to him.

And combined with this fool's personality...

No doubt about it, this was Senju Hashirama.

Not some imitation pretending to be Hashirama.

You can fake your personality, but you can't fake chakra.

"Don't say that, I'm really happy to see you again," Hashirama said with a laugh, showing his big white teeth. 

Madara rolled his eyes and asked, "How did you find me? How long have you been here?"

"Oh, that," Hashirama chuckled, "It's a funny story. I was just resurrected recently and wanted to familiarize myself with the current Konoha. For the past few days, I've been strolling around the village. To hide my identity, I even wore a mask."

With that, Hashirama pulled out the animal mask from his waist and showed it to Madara.

"So, you found me while you were out shopping?" Madara asked.

"Yeah," Hashirama said. "At first, I wasn't sure it was you, but something about you felt familiar. When you reached the Memorial Stone and said those things, I was sure it was you."

Upon hearing these words, Uchiha Madara immediately felt a deep sense of shame.

He hadn't noticed that Hashirama was following him, which wasn't too surprising. After all, their strengths were roughly equal—one was intentionally tracking, and the other wasn't paying special attention, so not noticing it was normal.

But when he thought about the words he had just spoken to the Memorial Stone, Madara felt an intense sense of social death—an overwhelming embarrassment.

"So, you've been following me from the beginning?"

Hashirama, oblivious to Madara's changing expression, continued to smile cheerfully and replied, "Yes, I've been behind you the whole time, listening to everything you said."

"...Hehehehe, hmhmhmhmhm, ahahahahaha!"

Hashirama looked confused, watching Madara go into a three-stage laugh, thinking: Did my resurrection make Madara this happy?

If he were in Madara's shoes, meeting a long-lost friend who had come back to life, Hashirama would be very happy too.

"Madara, you really are my best friend."

"Forget everything I said in front of the Memorial Stone, and just hurry up and die, damn it!"

Madara stopped laughing suddenly and attacked Hashirama without warning.

"Madara, what's wrong? We were getting along just fine. Why are you attacking me?"

Hashirama knew Madara too well. This surprise attack didn't cause him any harm.

"Madara, calm down."

"Calm down, my ass!"

Madara ignored Hashirama and continued his relentless assault.

Using his hands, his feet, his head, and even his teeth to bite.

"Madara, you know, my grandpa died a long time ago."

"I don't care."

Seeing Madara attacking him like an unruly child, Hashirama felt that Madara really had grown old while dealing with his attacks.

The techniques were still similar to what Madara used before—sharp and ruthless. 

But due to aging, his physical condition had declined, and both the power and speed of his attacks were much slower.

Fortunately, Hashirama had only recently been revived, and his body hadn't fully restored to peak condition yet. He was only at about 80% of his prime level, which made the battle seem evenly matched.

However, both sides knew that after a while, Madara wouldn't be able to keep going.

Just in terms of stamina, Hashirama could drag Madara down.

"Hashirama, you're still so annoying. What would it hurt to just let me hit you a few times?"

"Well, being hit by you won't really hurt me, but it still hurts a bit," Hashirama replied.

If it were a normal attack, Hashirama would let Madara vent his anger if it made him feel better, although he didn't understand why Madara was so angry.

But Madara's attacks weren't exactly normal.

What kind of moves were those? Taijutsu that could be used by Jonin to kill another enemy Jonin... were those even normal techniques?

It felt like Madara was trying to kill him directly.

"Hmph, Hashirama, don't think you've won. I've surpassed you in every way," Madara said.

Hashirama gave a palm push and sent Madara back.

After fighting for a while, Madara was slightly out of breath, so it was a good time for him to catch his breath and rest.

Seeing that Madara wasn't attacking anymore, Hashirama was happy to take the break too.

However, after hearing Madara's boast about surpassing him, Hashirama looked at Madara's face, then touched his own face and said, "Well, if it makes you happy."

Madara's eyes instantly turned red.

He understood what Hashirama meant—was he saying that Madara was old while he was still young?

Madara had always envied how Hashirama had regained his youth, and now Hashirama was using it to mock him.

If Madara could tolerate it, he wouldn't be Uchiha Madara.

"Damn you, Hashirama, what's so great about being young? I've lived for so long, and I'm not just sitting around doing nothing."

"Then what have you been eating? Porridge?"

"...Stop interrupting me. I'll prove it to you right now, I've completely surpassed you."

With that, Madara tore off the robe he was wearing, revealing the face of Hashirama on his left chest.

Seeing his face on Madara's left chest, Hashirama didn't show any surprise. Instead, he happily said, "Oh~ As expected of my close friend, so you have one too."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Madara was completely confused by Hashirama's reaction.

He knew Hashirama was a bit of an idiot, but he didn't expect him to be this clueless.

Hey, I've got your face on my chest, don't you have any questions? At least act surprised or give a normal reaction!

With you acting like this, it makes me seem like the idiot.

"This is ridiculous."

Madara was furious. He slapped his hands together, ready to use Wood Style and prove that he had gained Hashirama's power and surpassed him. But then he saw Hashirama taking off his clothes.

It wasn't bad that he was taking them off, but once he did, Madara saw his own face on Hashirama's right chest.

Madara: ????

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