“You have to make someone believe that you’re their friend if you want to gain their complete trust.
In short, you have to stand behind someone before you can stab them in the back…
There are treacherous people within the Senju clan?”
Uchiha Madara couldn’t help frowning as he mulled over Uchiha Makoto’s words.
Someone he trusted…
would stab him in the back?
Was Uchiha Makoto talking about Hashirama…
Could Hashirama really do something like that to him?
No!
Absolutely impossible!
This was merely Uchiha Makoto’s biased denigration of Senju Hashirama, born from the hatred between their clans!
First, Hashirama wasn’t that kind of person!
Second…
he’s Hashirama…
Third…
I’m Madara…
Hashirama and Madara, for a hundred years, never change!
In just a moment, Uchiha Madara had completely dismissed that possibility from his mind.
Hashirama definitely wouldn’t do such a thing.
The treacherous person definitely would!
Were there really treacherous people within the Senju clan?
According to Hashirama, there shouldn’t be any in theory, but objectively speaking, one did exist.
Then who was this treacherous person?
Once again, Senju Tobirama’s image appeared in Uchiha Madara’s mind.
If it were Senju Tobirama, then there really was such a possibility!
“But it’s only a possibility!”
“I’ll personally eliminate that possibility!”
Uchiha Madara had always looked down on Senju Tobirama.
In his eyes, there had only ever been Hashirama.
A mere Senju Tobirama couldn’t stir up much trouble in Uchiha Madara’s eyes.
“Uchiha Makoto, you’re overthinking this!”
“I’ll protect the Uchiha clan.
I promised Izuna that I would!”
“Besides, I’ve already reached an agreement with Hashirama.
He loves peace!”
“Hashirama would never tolerate the treacherous elements within the Senju clan.
Hashirama and I will handle these matters properly.”
Uchiha Madara spoke with utmost seriousness.
Right now, he truly believed in Senju Hashirama…
and he genuinely believed that he and Senju Hashirama could bring the Uchiha and Senju clans together in peace.
But…
Uchiha Makoto merely nodded perfunctorily, while internally he was cursing like crazy.
“Damn it…”
“Hashirama, Hashirama, it’s always Hashirama with you!”
“Your little brother Izuna even personally told you before he died that he hoped his big brother would avenge him.”
“Senju Hashirama only stabbed himself with a little kunai.
With Senju Hashirama’s monstrous regenerative ability, after getting stabbed by a kunai, the wound would probably have scabbed over after a few seconds!”
“I really have nothing to say to someone who’s this lovesick!”
………
“Lord Madara, I know that you and Senju Hashirama are being completely honest with each other and want to establish a shinobi village belonging to both the Uchiha and Senju.
But all you’re doing is turning the open war into a covert struggle.”
“I know the Uchiha are at a disadvantage right now…
but let’s forget about the whole business of enduring humiliation for the sake of survival.
The shinobi world is vast.
There will always be a place where our Uchiha clan can establish itself!”
“Once the shinobi village is established, and our interests become completely intertwined…
that’s precisely where the Uchiha clan’s future will go wrong!”
Uchiha Makoto took a deep breath and chose to keep pressing the issue.
Even though he knew that Uchiha Madara had already been captured by the Senju succubus, Senju Hashirama, and was dead set on bringing the Uchiha clan along as his “dowry” to rekindle their relationship, he still had to try to persuade him.
If things really couldn’t be changed…
then he could justifiably “start his own business.”
The Uchiha clan might be a thin camel that was still bigger than a horse…
but Uchiha Makoto genuinely wanted to take a portion of the family assets with him when he went out to start his own venture.
Even if it was only a little…
it would still be a valuable fortune.
Uchiha Makoto really didn’t want to experience the disastrous beginning of starting from absolutely nothing.
Of course…
More importantly, these words of advice were actually a long-term investment.
Because only a few years after the Hidden Leaf was established, Uchiha Madara would fall out with Senju Hashirama because of Senju Tobirama.
In the end, he would leave the Hidden Leaf through the front gate by himself, defecting from the village, without a single Uchiha willing to follow him…
As the head of a clan, ending up in such a state was truly miserable.
When that time came, who would Uchiha Madara remember?
Without a doubt!
Naturally, this great prophet—himself!
Uchiha Madara angrily turning to him and joining forces against his former “lover,” Senju Hashirama…
just thinking about it was incredibly amusing.
This was a dream come true for anyone who enjoyed watching the chaos unfold!
And there was no need to worry about Uchiha Madara “usurping power.”
Lord Madara should have absolutely no interest in the position of shinobi village leader.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have simply left the Hidden Leaf.
After all, if he genuinely wanted to compete with Senju Tobirama for the position of Second Hokage, Senju Tobirama probably wouldn’t stand a chance against Uchiha Madara….
The gap in their raw strength was simply too great.
In the face of absolute power, even the schemes and plots of the inherently evil Senju Tobirama would be nothing more than wasted effort.
Besides.
One could imagine that when the Hidden Leaf needed to find someone to take charge as the Second Hokage, Uchiha Madara, this good brother, would bring wine and meat to seek the support of Senju Hashirama, who was serving as the First Hokage.
Senju Hashirama would probably be so excited that he’d start waving a banner!
When it came to Uchiha Madara…
Senju Hashirama: “I support Uchiha Madara.
He said he would bring peace to the shinobi world!”
And Senju Tobirama, standing nearby…
Senju Hashirama: “Tobirama, you have so many people supporting you.
You don’t need me anyway!”
Unfortunately…
Uchiha Madara wasn’t willing to do it.
He took one look at the ancestral stone tablet and instantly became convinced of its ridiculous story as though he’d lost his mind.
The entire man was deceived by the descendant of the Otsutsuki, the shinobi world’s most devoted filial son, the master schemer who had spent a thousand years laying his plans—Black Zetsu!
Therefore, Uchiha Madara’s future fate had long since been decided.
Lord Madara, you will definitely fall into my arms!
Even if Uchiha Madara wanted Uchiha Makoto to join him in carrying out the Eye of the Moon Plan, Uchiha Makoto would still go all-in on Uchiha Madara without hesitation and accomplish this great undertaking alongside him.
First, he would squeeze out whatever value Uchiha Madara had to offer.
In any case, by the time Madara awakened the Rinnegan, he would already be an old man on the verge of death.
Uchiha Makoto had a cheat!
There was no reason his rate of growth should be slower than Uchiha Madara’s!
…
Uchiha Madara listened to Uchiha Makoto’s words without saying a word.
He was thinking about what Uchiha Makoto had said.
It did sound quite reasonable, but…
Uchiha Madara had already been captured by the Senju succubus!
“Ridiculous!
Absolutely ridiculous!”
“Right now, the affairs of the Uchiha are in my hands, and the affairs of the Senju are in Hashirama’s.
Hashirama and I have already been completely honest with each other.
As long as the two of us work together, is there anything in this shinobi world that the two of us cannot accomplish?” Uchiha Madara said.
His expression was filled with confidence, while Uchiha Makoto simply stood there and watched him show off, looking forward to the day when reality would slap him in the face.
When that day came, Uchiha Makoto would have to ask Uchiha Madara:
“Lord Madara, you didn’t become the Second Hokage.
Why don’t you look for the problem within yourself?”
“Answer me!”
“Look into my eyes!”
“Tell me why?”
“Why, baby, why?”