The Ōtsutsuki Army Arrives

Tsunade saw him, and overwhelmed by how much she had missed him, she threw herself straight into his arms.

He was her own grandfather. What was wrong with throwing herself at him?

And hearing what he called her only made her more certain of his identity.

Newborn frowned slightly. "I'm not Hashirama Senju. I'm Newborn."

Only then did he push Tsunade away.

Tsunade stared at Newborn in confusion. She could sense his resistance to that identity.

"Great Grandfather, have you lost your memories?"

Newborn nodded. "That's right, I've lost my memories, but I'm certain I'm not Hashirama Senju."

He gently pushed Tsunade aside. Looking at her, he truly did feel as though he were looking at his granddaughter.

But he still strongly rejected the identity of Hashirama Senju.

"This..." Tsunade looked utterly bewildered. He had Hashirama Senju's exact appearance and had lost his memories. No matter how she looked at it, he was Hashirama Senju.

Why did he refuse to admit it?

Tsunade looked at Newborn pensively. "Whether you admit it or not, stay here for now. You can slowly search for your memories."

Newborn nodded.

He had come here precisely to seek out his memories.

"But even if I recover them, I think you'll be disappointed."

Newborn still did not believe he was the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju.

He felt that he should have some connection to that Hashirama Senju.

It was an intuition from deep within his heart.

Tsunade frowned and nodded. "All right. Stay here for now."

"I have a question. Have you felt your consciousness disappearing?"

Newborn looked at Tsunade with a head full of question marks. "Why would I feel my consciousness disappearing? There's only one consciousness in this body."

He did not understand what Tsunade meant. He did not think it was possible for