Chapter 54 The 1000 taels that Hashirama once spent
Putting aside Danzo's home being raided, the Ninja Academy's courses ended in a blur.
After saying goodbye to his friends, Naruto started walking home.
Then, after taking just one step, he stopped.
Hehehe.
"Sasuke, why are you still waiting here?"
Whether it was Sasuke visiting Naruto's house or being picked up and dropped off at school, Itachi always took care of everything.
I left in a hurry this morning, so I didn't have time to think about it in detail.
Could it be that Itachi has finally realized that spoiling Sasuke all the time isn't a good thing, and is now asking Sasuke to be independent?
In that case, could I...?
"None of your business."
Sasuke turned his head away, thinking to himself: Oh no, my brother isn't finished with his mission yet, is he going to make me go back?
Naruto's face turned into a comical expression.
"Oh, I see. Shall we go back together?"
The tone and feeling of Hashirama inside the sealed space felt very familiar.
It seems, maybe, probably, I once invited Mada in the same way.
At that time, I learned a very advanced dice-rolling technique at a casino, which cost me a full 1,000 taels of silver.
Even during her studies, Mito discovered her secret stash of money, which was then confiscated by her.
In order to earn some extra money, Hashirama found Madara, who had nothing to do, and invited him into his room.
Yes, it was very late, and Mito was already asleep.
He and Madara started rolling dice in the guest room.
Hashirama's technique was very skillful; he gulped it down and then slapped it hard.
"I'm not done yet!, state your choice!"
...
"big."
Hashirama froze for a moment, then activated the tube, revealing 456 inside.
His head stiffly lifted, and then he stared at Madara's scarlet Mangekyō Sharingan for a full five seconds.
"Hey, don't be like that! Why are you getting so gloomy again!"
Madara looked at Hashirama, who was squatting in the corner muttering to himself, and was somewhat speechless.
My best friend invited me to his house in the middle of the night just to gamble a few rounds.
Forget gambling, I can play with you, but why did you get depressed after just the first round?
At this moment, Hashirama's eyes had lost their luster.
"I'm so stupid... Mangekyō Sharingan... haha..."
The thought that all 1,000 ryo of his savings, along with his private stash, were gone, and that he would lose a lot of money to Madara Uchiha, made him very angry.
Madara Uchiha, if you can't pay back the money, will Madara agree to sell herself into servitude?
(This refers to Hashirama going to the Uchiha clan's territory to do some landscaping work for Madara, seriously!!!)
"Alright, let's continue. I'm not using the Mangekyō Sharingan anymore."
Madara sighed helplessly, walked behind Hashirama, squatted down, and gently patted his back.
After abandoning the Mangekyō Sharingan, Hashirama discovered that his technique was still very useful. In less than ten rounds, he won a full 25,000 ryo from Madara.
At this moment, his eyes were gleaming with excitement. Money didn't matter; what mattered was the feeling of winning.
This made him feel that his secret stash of money was well spent!
Madara stared blankly at Hashirama, who was beaming with joy, a hint of helplessness mixed with doting in his eyes.
They then moved their bets to the next option where Hashirama would win.
P.S. Surely no one really thinks that Madara couldn't see through Hashirama's clumsy techniques even without the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan?
"Seriously, how could it be like this..."
Madara murmured softly.
For him, there was no younger brother, no offspring, no close relatives to confide in, only Hashirama, his dearest friend.
Every day, a large portion of the Uchiha clan's wealth was handed over to him, the clan leader.
Madara: I have so much money I can't even count it all.
In that case, why not spend a little money to make Hashirama happy?
A slight smile curved the corners of Madara's mouth.
Wuhu!
Hashirama slammed the shaker onto the table with a sharp, clear sound, like the warbling of a nightingale in February.
Clean the Mito Uzumaki!
Madara's eyes changed instantly.
He heard the sound of the master bedroom door opening next door, and an angry shout.
"Hashirama! Are you still playing with your dice so late at night?!"
"You just wait, don't even think about running away!"
(▼ plate▼#)
Hashirama's initial euphoria instantly plummeted to rock bottom.
Let's play ball!
The noise was too loud and woke up Mito!
If he were alone, perhaps a few hits from Mito would be enough; her little fists wouldn't hurt much, and he'd just have to cough up a few mouthfuls of blood.
But if she sees the Mito Uzumaki.....
Unfortunately, it's too late.
With hurried footsteps, the door was kicked open with a bang.
The next second, Mito, with her long red hair flowing wildly behind her, appeared in front of the two of them in her pajamas.
However, the moment Mito saw Madara, her attitude changed.
"Ah, Madara, you're still here to play with Hashirama so late?"
Although his tone softened a bit and his eyes narrowed, the chains behind him were not retracted.
"This is..."
Before Madara could finish speaking, Mito interrupted him.
"I'm so sorry, I need to speak with Hashirama for a few moments to discuss some family matters. Could you please leave first?"
Mito narrowed her eyes and stared intently at Hashirama, who had already hidden in the corner, as the chains behind her continued to increase.
Madara turned to look at Hashirama and found him staring intently at him, his eyes filled with unspoken words.
To put it simply, it's like this: "Mito Uzumaki! Don't go! Help me!"
Well, as Hashirama's close friend, how could I not see what he meant?
but.
Sensing Mito's increasingly violent aura, Madara silently took a step back.
Good luck to this hot mom from Harbin!
"No!!!"
Under Hashirama's desperate gaze, Madara closed the door, leaving Mito with her Vajra Chains flailing wildly and Hashirama trembling in a corner.
Hashirama: Madara!
Because this memory occurred before Kurama was sealed into Mito's body, Kurama was unaware that Hashirama had also experienced this.
But if it knew, it would probably be very happy.
Kurama: Hehehehe! At least I'm not the only fox who's been tortured! Wait, haven't I been beaten for most of my life in Hashirama's place?
Well, thankfully he doesn't know.
Back to the present, Sasuke, unable to resist Naruto's invitation, finally agreed with a touch of arrogance to go home with Naruto, and then felt a significant increase in the weight on his back.
Looking back, a blond-haired man came into view.
hey-hey.
"Damn it! Get down here!"
"Ara ara. Little Sasuke is really naughty."
Sasuke's face flushed, but Naruto came down the next second, leaving his bag on Sasuke's bag.
"Let's go, or it'll get dark."
"..."
"Damn it!!!"
The two little ones' silhouettes were stretched infinitely long by the setting sun.
Yeah, that's youth for you.
A green-skinned kappa passing by originally intended to go up and see how the young Naruto was doing now, but seeing such a youthful scene, it decided not to disturb him.
Naruto: I feel like I just dodged a disaster.
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