Hashirama! Madara!!

And at this very moment, everyone who had awakened within the Pure Land stared in shock at the chat box that had appeared in their minds!

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[Makoto Ito: Welcome to my chat group! I'm the group leader, Makoto Ito! Kids, got a lot of questions? Time to cough up the gold coins, you old geezers!!!]

In that instant, the chat group exploded!

Several messages surged forth!

[Hashirama Senju: What the hell is a chat group? And what's a Makoto Ito? Didn't I already die? Have I been resurrected? What's going on here?]

The First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, in the Pure Land, stared blankly at the chat box in his mind, completely baffled and unable to grasp the situation...

[Madara Uchiha: Have I been resurrected? No, I haven't! What kind of existence is this? Never thought I'd be speaking again, and in a place like this!]

Madara Uchiha was equally bewildered. When he first opened his eyes, he thought he'd been successfully revived, but after a closer look, he realized he was still in the Pure Land, still not resurrected. So what exactly was this thing called a chat group? And who was this group leader, Makoto Ito?

Could this person interfere with his revival plans?

[Hashirama Senju: Hey, wife!!!]

[Madara Uchiha: ???? Hashirama, who are you yelling at?]

[Hashirama Senju: Madara, I'm not yelling at you... I saw my wife in the chat group! It's Mito!]

[Tobirama Senju: This...]

[Izuna Uchiha: This...]

[Minato Namikaze: Hey, my wife's here too! Kushina, can you see me talking?]

[Kushina Uzumaki: Minato???? You're here too?]

[Fugaku Uchiha: Two founding ancestors?!!!]

[Might Duy: Yo, hello everyone! This place sure is full of youthful spirit!]

[Hatake Sakumo: Never thought I'd be communicating with everyone in this form...]

[Hizashi Hyuga: Damn, so many big shots here! I feel like I'm just a little brother in this crowd!]

[Hashirama Senju: Madara, why are you here too?]

[Madara Uchiha: Hmph, what business is it of yours whether I'm here or not, you blockhead? Besides, if you can be here, why can't I? You foolish Hashirama!]

[Hashirama Senju: Hmph, Madara, I'm not being friends with you anymore! You called me a blockhead and foolish again!]

[Tobirama Senju: This...]

[Izuna Uchiha: This...]

[Makoto Ito: Ahem... everyone...]

Watching the messages scroll frantically in the chat group, Makoto Ito wanted to say a few words, but at that moment, Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha only had eyes for each other—where was there room for Makoto Ito?

So Makoto Ito's words were destined to be ignored by everyone!

In the eyes of these two who loved each other, no one else existed...

[Madara Uchiha: I call you foolish, and you still won't admit it, you blockhead!]

[Hashirama Senju: You're the blockhead! Even if I'm a blockhead, you've never once beaten me!]

[Madara Uchiha: You blockhead Hashirama Senju! Do you want to fight?!]

[Hashirama Senju: Fight if you want, who's afraid of who?!]

Whenever the topic of fighting Hashirama Senju came up, Madara Uchiha felt a headache coming on! He'd known Hashirama for so many years and had never once beaten him! Especially as kids—whether skipping stones or peeing contests, Hashirama always won! That blockhead Hashirama Senju!!!!

[Madara Uchiha: This damn place doesn't seem to allow fighting, only chatting. What a cursed place, can't even throw down...]

[Hashirama Senju: Madara, why are you always thinking about fighting? We've been at it for years—haven't you had enough?]

In that moment, Makoto Ito felt his head buzzing, as if countless little bees were flying around! The group members completely ignored him, chatting away heatedly among themselves!

They weren't giving him, the group leader, any face at all!

They truly didn't put this group leader in their eyes!

[Makoto Ito: All of you shut the hell up! Damn it, you're all just oohing and aahing in here, completely ignoring everyone else—can't you take it? If you keep yapping, I'll stab you all to death! And who said you can't fight here? If you want to fight, I can make it happen right now!!!]

Makoto Ito's words instantly caught the attention of the many big shots in the group.

[Madara Uchiha: Who are you?]

[Hashirama Senju: Yeah, who are you? Are you from our Konoha too? How come I've never heard of you before?]

Makoto Ito felt a bit helpless—so he'd just said two things in the group, and no one had even seen them, right?

[Izuna Uchiha: Nii-san, that guy just now said he was the Group Leader or something!]

Since every group member had their own avatar, Makoto Ito was currently using his own—a boy around ten years old.

[Madara Uchiha: What? Spit it out, kid! Where exactly can I throw down? I want a real fight with Hashirama!]

[Hashirama Senju: Madara, I'm coming!!!]

[Madara Uchiha: Hashirama!!!!]

[Hashirama Senju: Madara!!!!!]

[Mito Uzumaki: So they're the real couple, and I'm just an accident, right?]

[Minato Namikaze: Those two are pretty intimidating! But why does their dialogue always sound so weird?]

[Makoto Ito: Yeah, this conversation does feel kind of off...]

[Tobirama Senju: Big brother, your eyes seem to be only for Madara Uchiha, never for me, your little brother! This damned evil Uchiha!]

[Izuna Uchiha: My nii-san too! His eyes are always only on Hashirama Senju, never on his adorable little brother! And that damned Tobirama Senju! We Uchiha aren't some damned evil Uchiha! You're the evil Senju clan!]

[Tobirama Senju: Izuna Uchiha!!!!]

[Izuna Uchiha: Tobirama Senju!!!!]

[Hashirama Senju: Madara!!!!]

[Madara Uchiha: Hashirama!!!!]

Makoto Ito watched the group chat speechlessly—wasn't this total chaos?

Did these people have some kind of serious illness or what?