Konohagakure.
Naka Shrine.
The ancient shrine, built of stone bricks, exuded a heavy sense of history and time.
Inside the dimly lit hall, candlelight flickered.
Dozens of crimson eyes lit up all at once, instantly elevating the atmosphere to its peak!
At the center of the gathering, bathed in the eerie red glow, a figure slowly opened his eyes—a body resurrected through Edo Tensei.
"This place is…"
His gaze was filled with confusion as he surveyed his surroundings, his hand instinctively reaching for a weapon, only to freeze midair.
What might have terrified an ordinary person instead filled him with an inexplicable sense of peace.
Madara strode forward excitedly and pulled the figure into a tight embrace.
"Izuna!"
The resurrected figure was none other than Uchiha Izuna.
This familiar voice… and embrace…
His voice trembled with surprise and disbelief.
"Is it really you?! Why do you look like this?!
"And—wasn't I already dead? Why am I…?"
Madara released Izuna and let out a hearty laugh.
"Because I have obtained greater power, my appearance has changed as well."
"I took it upon myself to use a forbidden jutsu to bring you back through Edo Tensei."
"You don't blame me, do you, Izuna?"
Izuna shook his head firmly and said, "Of course not! I wished I could see you and our clan again…"
He paused and scanned the surrounding Uchiha clan members, realizing that he didn't recognize any of them.
A hint of hesitation crept into his voice as he asked, "What year is it now? Did we win the war against the Senju?"
Madara's smile stiffened momentarily.
However, as the so-called 'Joker of Konoha,' he was skilled at covering his emotions.
He shot a glance at Obito, who immediately caught on and stepped forward with a smirk.
"Izuna-sama, it's been seventy to eighty years since that war."
After a brief pause, Obito didn't answer the question directly. Instead, he craftily said,
"The Senju clan has dwindled to just a handful, while our Uchiha clan still thrives."
"I don't think I need to spell out who truly won in the end."
The surrounding Uchiha members couldn't help but admire Obito's eloquence.
Damn, this guy really knows how to talk… No wonder he became Hokage.
Hearing this, Izuna's face lit up with joy.
"That's wonderful! I knew our Uchiha would emerge victorious!"
Watching Izuna bask in his delight, Obito found the whole situation amusing.
Clearing his throat, he adopted a more serious tone.
"But Izuna-sama, there's something I need to clarify in advance."
"After the peace treaty was signed, the major clans—Senju, Uchiha, Sarutobi, Hyuga, and others—merged into one entity and have long since coexisted in peace under the village system."
A village? Isn't that Madara's long-time dream…?
Izuna pondered for a moment before turning to Madara.
"Madara, in the end, you really did join forces with Hashirama?"
Madara nodded, his expression complicated.
"To end the era of war and bring peace to our clan… Yes."
"And time has proven that Hashirama's idea was correct."
Izuna snorted softly, displeased. "Then tell me, who leads this so-called village now?"
"Is it our Uchiha clan, or the Senju?"
Obito smirked, his expression wicked.
"The Senju clan has long since faded from history."
"As for me, well… I am the current Hokage and supreme leader of our village."
Hearing this, Izuna's furrowed brow gradually relaxed.
Well, if that's the case, then I suppose I can accept it…
Having resolved his doubts, Izuna suddenly smiled apologetically and turned to Obito.
"Forgive me, I haven't asked for your name yet…?"
Obito grinned and said, "Izuna-sama, my name is Uchiha Obito."
"We're about the same age. If you don't mind, you can just call me 'Obito'!"
Before Izuna could respond—
Madara kicked Obito square in the chest, sending him tumbling to the ground.
"You brat, show some respect. Call him 'Grandpa Izuna.'"
[Uh…]
Obito and Izuna exchanged looks, both feeling utterly uncomfortable.
Obito dusted himself off and adjusted his robes.
"How about we just stick to our own generations? This is too weird."
Izuna nodded repeatedly, shooting Obito an approving glance.
Izuna's eyes suddenly widened. He pulled Madara aside and whispered urgently,
"So, Madara… who did you end up with?"
Recalling the past, Izuna boldly speculated.
"Was it Chika? Yuto? Kotoko?!"
Madara smacked Izuna over the head, exasperated.
"Do you think your brother is some lust-driven fool?!"
"Obito is my recognized successor! Where is your mind wandering?!"
Izuna's Sharingan flared as he muttered under his breath.
"So… Madara, you're over a hundred years old and still a virgin, huh…?"
If it had been in the past, Izuna would never have dared to say something so "rude."
But now that he had been reunited with his brother and had learned that the Uchiha had triumphed over the Senju, he was in high spirits.
He couldn't help but be a little… cheeky.
Truly, he was starting to resemble a certain younger brother of the future.
...
Hokage's Office.
The atmosphere among the village elders was heavy.
Koharu Utatane spoke first, her voice grave.
"Sensei, is the Otsutsuki Clan truly that terrifying?"
Tobirama crossed his arms and nodded slightly.
"Even if my brother and I joined forces with those two Uchiha, we might still be no match for an Otsutsuki powerhouse."
"Why do you think I put up with that bastard, Uchiha Madara?"
[That was only a small part of the reason…]
Hiruzen took a deep drag from his pipe, his expression dark.
"This could be troublesome. What would you have us do, Lord Second?"
Tobirama shook his head and said coolly, "Just manage the village properly. This isn't something you can interfere with."
Oof. That hurts, Lord Second…
Just then—
The meeting room doors were suddenly kicked open.
A figure strode in, laughing maniacally.
"Hahaha! The infamously wicked Senju Tobirama! Open your eyes and see who's back!"
Tobirama sneered and turned his gaze toward the figure.
"Well, if it isn't my defeated foe—Uchiha Izuna."
Izuna sneered back and stepped forward, their faces inches apart.
"Hmph! Tobirama, you just refuse to admit defeat."
"Your Senju clan has been reduced to a handful, and you still dare speak to me with such arrogance?"
…A handful?
Hashirama, who had been chatting with his granddaughter, suddenly froze.
His voice trembled as he asked, "Tsunade… is what Izuna said true?"
Tsunade nodded silently.
Seeing this, Tobirama turned sharply, his piercing gaze landing on his student.
His voice was ice-cold as he growled, "The Senju Clan… reduced to a handful…? Sarutobi, explain yourself!"
Hiruzen's face turned pale, and he blurted out, "Sensei, this is all Danzo's fault!"
Koharu and Homura immediately chimed in, "That's right, Sensei! It was all Danzo's doing!"
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