Chapter 20

Unexpected Changes

"Tobirama!" Seeing his younger brother's increasingly arrogant and infuriating laugh, and then looking at Madara Uchiha's increasingly dark expression, Hashirama Senju quickly scolded himself. He then turned to Madara beside him, mouth agape, "Madara...you...ugh~"

In the end, he said nothing and ended with a sigh.

However, that expression, that reaction, that sigh only made Madara Uchiha's face darken further. He gritted his teeth, his voice muffled and low, "That wasn't me!"

"Hey, Madara-san, it's really not good to say this," Ishigami hesitated for a moment before speaking after hearing Madara's words, "but if your side really is the past, then I am your future now, and it seems... the future is already predetermined!"

"..."

These words instantly twisted the freckles' face.

How foolish will my future self be, knowing everything already, yet still following the original plan?

Unless... then what this kid is talking about isn't the real future?!

"Not only is Uchiha Madara inherently evil, but he's also a foolish Uchiha Madara?" Tobirama Senju once again gave Uchiha Madara a contemptuous and mocking look, then his gaze fell on Ishigami again. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "I think I understand. Assuming that story is the true future, without your interference, or rather, without our contact, the future Uchiha Madara would fake his death and escape, then be deceived by the son of an alien named Kaguya Otsutsuki, and collect the nine-tailed beasts in pursuit of peace?"

That's roughly the idea.

"In the end, the inherently evil Uchiha Madara had his heart ripped out by that guy called Black Zetsu?" Tobirama Senju mused as he spoke. "So, all the subsequent tragedies in the ninja world were caused by this inherently evil Uchiha Madara, whose heart was ripped out?"

"That's enough, you bastard!!!" Hearing Tobirama Senju keep saying "open your heart," Madara Uchiha finally snapped. His chakra exploded, his dark face contorted with rage as he glared at Tobirama. "Open your heart, open your heart! How many times are you going to say that? I haven't had my heart opened yet! No, I haven't had my heart opened at all!"

"Yes, yes, yes, Madara Uchiha didn't have his heart ripped out!"

"you!!!"

"Enough!" Seeing the two about to start arguing again, Hashirama Senju couldn't help but shout angrily, "Tobirama, stop saying Madara's heart was ripped out! It was the future Madara who had his heart ripped out, not the current Madara!"

"That's enough!" Madara Uchiha's angry gaze fell on Hashirama Senju. "I've already said, I didn't do those things, and I won't!"

"Okay, okay, I didn't mean to, Madara, don't be angry~"

"..."

Ignoring his elder brother who was trying to comfort Madara Uchiha, Tobirama Senju looked up again at the stone stream opposite him. "Madara Uchiha defected, but I see the Uchiha clan is still in Konoha. So, they didn't leave with Madara, or perhaps only a portion of them did?"

"?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha were once again drawn to the question, seemingly surprised that Tobirama Senju would ask such a question.

But the two understood Tobirama Senju's meaning. Hashirama Senju looked at Tobirama Senju with a complex expression, "Tobirama, you..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Tobirama Senju lowered his head and glanced calmly at his elder brother.

Although he didn't say anything, just a glance directly interrupted Hashirama's words, and then he raised his head to look at the stone stream opposite him.

Looking at the three people opposite him, Shi Jian paused for a moment before making no attempt to hide anything, "According to the plot... it shouldn't be there."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tobirama Senju felt a little regretful, but he and Hashirama Senju both breathed a sigh of relief. Hashirama even had a happy smile on his face.

As for Madara Uchiha... his expression darkened again, and he seemed somewhat disappointed.

At this moment, he didn't even pay attention to Tobirama Senju, who was standing to the side with a mocking look in his eyes.

But just then...

"but……".

The sound of the stone stream rang out again, once more attracting the attention of the three.

Especially when Tobirama Senju raised an eyelid, I thought there was some kind of twist.

Could it be that the Uchiha clan is pretending not to follow Madara Uchiha, but is actually secretly contacting him and plotting some kind of plan to destroy Konoha?

But before Tobirama Senju could even ask a question...

"According to unofficial historical records, the Uchiha clan had actually agreed to follow Madara away that day," Shi Jian said furtively. "However, when the appointed time arrived, the Uchiha clan had packed all their belongings and waited at the back gate of the village. But unexpectedly, despite their defection, Madara left openly through the front gate."

The Uchiha clan members who waited all day but Madara never appeared thought they had been abandoned by their clan leader and eventually returned to Konoha. Madara, who had waited all morning at the main gate, also thought no one was willing to follow him and left Konoha dejectedly and heartbroken.

"..." x3

unofficial history……

"Is that so?!" Hashirama Senju snapped out of his daze, then burst into laughter as if he'd heard something hilarious. "That's too funny! Madara, how can you defect through the main gate? Remember not to use the main gate next time."

"Idiot, this is fake!" Madara glared at Hashirama, his face darkening. "This kid's just making things up!"

"Huh? Are you talking nonsense?"

"It seems the Uchiha clan didn't defect with this guy. That's quite unexpected." Ignoring the two people beside him, Tobirama Senju sighed, then looked up at the stone stream opposite him. "Let's talk about the rest tomorrow! It's about time. If we keep talking, someone will probably have to get up early again tomorrow."

Then, as if remembering something, he said, "Oh, right, if you have the chance, have others try to input chakra into the bead, but remember not to let others notice. Your situation is different from ours."

"Injecting chakra into the beads?"

"Yes, haven't you noticed that time has been getting longer?"

"Is there?"

"..." Looking at the puzzled Shijian, Tobirama Senju's lips twitched. So he was the only one here calculating the time every time?

"It's been extended by 5 minutes." But Tobirama Senju still took a deep breath and put on a serious expression. "I guess that inputting chakra into the beads on our side can increase the number of people we can contact, while inputting chakra into your beads should extend the time. However, these are just my guesses and I can't be sure if they are accurate."

At this point, his tone shifted to one of helplessness, "I've already had others input their chakra, but for some reason they can't do it the same way as us. I don't know if it's because they don't meet some requirement, or if there's a limit of three people that can be contacted. So, I can't guarantee anything. You can try it and see the results tomorrow!"

"Okay, I understand." Ishigami nodded, having roughly grasped what Tobirama Senju meant. Then, as if remembering something, he added, "By the way, I guess I'll have to contact you later tomorrow."

"???" x3

late?

Why would you tell them to contact you later at such a crucial moment?

The three of them frowned as they looked at the stone stream, about to say something.

"It's not that I want to sleep in, it's just that tomorrow..." Shi Jian sighed helplessly, "I have to start school!"

You can't exactly make video calls during class, can you?

"?!"

School has started?

But before Hashirama Senju, whose eyes were shining, could say anything, the window in front of him... disappeared again.

Tobirama Senju, who was standing to the side, seemed to have already guessed as much, nodding knowingly. "Five minutes after all? The timing is perfect!"

After saying that, he didn't hesitate at all and immediately took out a specially made kunai, just as he was about to throw it at Madara.

Suddenly, with a "snap," a familiar hand grabbed his...