One Day Prisoner

Hearing the young ninja before him suddenly start cursing, Hashirama froze.

It was not the first time he had encountered a ninja hurling insults in battle.

Madara had always been especially fond of crude language. Things like, "Ah, spicy mama, I can already piss all the way to the other shore," or, "I want to ♂ you..."

There had been plenty of such things, and Hashirama had long since gotten used to them.

But this ninja was cursing Danzo right in front of him. That was far too strange.

Danzo... who was that?

Hashirama stroked his chin and thought carefully. It seemed he had heard someone mention the name before.

Then Hashirama suddenly remembered.

Some time ago, Tobirama had said he wanted to take in children from several major clans as disciples, to win over the major shinobi clans.

To be honest, Hashirama was extremely opposed to that sort of thing.

He believed that shinobi should unite through love, not through political maneuvering or by taking on disciples individually.

But his younger brother had always been very opinionated, so Hashirama could not really say much.

They were only children from a few shinobi clans anyway. Especially since Tobirama had set aside his prejudice and accepted Kagami, a young man from the Uchiha Clan, as his disciple, Hashirama felt that Tobirama... had grown.

Maybe he really could become good friends with Madara!

Ahem... Hashirama awkwardly scratched his hair. He realized that he always liked to lose focus during battle.

Still, this lapse in concentration reminded Hashirama who Danzo was—one of Tobirama's disciples.

And this Hidden Waterfall Village ninja in front of him had actually said that Danzo's... mother was dead.

The problem was, Danzo's mother really was dead. She had been killed in a sneak attack while carrying out a mission.