I Killed Madara? Seriously?

"Tobirama, are you all right?"

After batting away the Tailed Beast Bomb, Hashirama immediately turned to Tobirama and treated him with Medical Ninjutsu.

Feeling the powerful Yang Release Chakra healing technique Hashirama was using, Tobirama finally confirmed that this was indeed his elder brother—the living, breathing God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju!

"Elder Brother, it really is you!"

The longing in Tobirama's heart poured out like a flood.

Most shinobi were just like ordinary people: they never cherished what they had until they lost it, and only then did they feel deep regret and sorrow.

When his elder brother had been alive, Tobirama hadn't thought much of it.

Hashirama had always had the final say. He would even openly rebuke the other five Kage to their faces.

In fact, most of the time, the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, barely handled the village's affairs. Tobirama took care of almost everything himself.

In the eyes of every outsider, Tobirama was tougher, colder, and more domineering than Hashirama.

But Tobirama alone knew that he could afford to be a hardliner only because he stood in the shadow of his elder brother's reputation.

When his elder brother really did pass away,

and Tobirama succeeded him as Second Hokage, pressure from both within and beyond the village came crashing down like a tidal wave. Only then did he truly realize his own limits and shortcomings.

So he could only act even tougher.

Tobirama had contributed greatly to Konoha. During his time as Second Hokage, he established many institutions and organizations.

He founded the Konoha Military Police Force to reduce instability within the village.

He established the Anbu, who took orders directly from the Hokage, strengthening central authority.

He founded the Konoha Ninja Academy, training generation after generation of talented shinobi for the village.

And so on...

All of this demonstrated his remarkable political acumen. Other Ninja Villages soon followed suit, and his work had a profound impact on the Ninja World, establishing the core framework for the villages over the following decades.

But at its heart, it was all meant to resolve threats within and beyond the village and compensate for the instability caused by Konoha losing its great protector, Hashirama Senju.

It certainly helped—and by a great deal.

Unfortunately, it still hadn't been enough to prevent the First Shinobi World War from breaking out.

Kumogakure in particular had been desperate to find out how much strength Konoha still had after losing Hashirama Senju.

Did Konoha still deserve to occupy the richest and most strategically convenient heartland in the entire Shinobi World?

The outcome spoke for itself.

The war ended only after the Second Raikage, the Second Hokage, Kinkaku and Ginkaku, and a large number of Kumogakure's elite shinobi all perished.

However,

because Natsu Yuu and Hashirama had intervened, that outcome had already been rewritten. At the very least, Senju Tobirama could no longer die at the hands of Kinkaku and Ginkaku.

The entire Naruto World 2 was bound to change dramatically as a result.

"Tobirama, it's me!"

Hashirama nodded firmly. Looking at his brother, who had grown much older, he was filled with emotion.

"Elder Brother, you're not dead?"

"But your body was clearly..."

Tobirama came to his senses and asked in confusion.

He had personally sealed away Hashirama's body and sent it to Shikkotsu Forest for safekeeping.

How could his elder brother be here?

Had some kind of Forbidden Jutsu brought him back to life?

Something like his own Impure World Reincarnation?

But how could it be this realistic? This overwhelming Chakra, this terrifying vitality—it was a flawless resurrection!

And he seemed quite a bit younger, too.

Was there really such an outrageous Forbidden Jutsu in the entire Ninja World? How had Tobirama never heard of it?

"It's a little complicated. I'm not the elder brother you know, but I am your elder brother."

"???"

Tobirama was more and more bewildered. Was his elder brother trying to make him solve some kind of riddle? Since when had Hashirama had the brains for that?

While the two of them were talking,

Kinkaku grew more and more frenzied in the distance.

He had almost completely lost his reason. He couldn't even recognize Hashirama Senju. He was controlled by the Chakra of a mass of hatred, consumed by the urge to destroy anything in his path.

He even tried to attack Hashirama Senju.

Hashirama glanced at Kinkaku, who was in his Half-Tailed Beast Transformation, as if looking at an annoying fly.

He didn't waste time on words.

He clapped his hands, and Wood Style sprang into action.

Wood Style: All Creation Technique!

A huge wooden hand shot up from underground and snatched up the Tailed Beast Kinkaku like a chick.

"Roar—!"

Kinkaku struggled wildly and fought back with all his might, unleashing enough force to shatter mountains and stones.

But he couldn't budge the wooden hand in the slightest.

This was a power that could even go toe-to-toe with the Perfect Susanoo. A weakened Tailed Beast like Kinkaku didn't come close.

The giant wooden hand kept tightening, its immense force making Kinkaku roar and howl in pain.

On top of that, Wood Style was exceptionally effective at suppressing Tailed Beast Chakra—and Kinkaku was only an imitation of one.

Before long, the Wood Style forced all the Tailed Beast Chakra back into Kinkaku's body.

It broke Kinkaku's Half-Tailed Beast Transformation, restoring his human form and his sanity.

But Hashirama didn't stop. He only tightened his grip further.

He gave Kinkaku no chance to beg or defend himself.

"Bang—!"

Without the protection of his Tailed Beast cloak, Kinkaku was crushed by the wooden hand in an instant, reduced to a bloody pulp. He was well and truly dead.

Seeing this,

Hashirama finally released the giant wooden hand. He stared at Kinkaku's corpse with a murderous expression, no trace of his usual good-natured demeanor.

Anyone who dared attack his little brother had to die!

"Elder Brother..."

Tobirama shrank back. He alone knew how terrifying his elder brother could be when truly enraged.

The title of God of Shinobi hadn't been earned with a few kind words. Hashirama had carved his way to it through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Loving and advocating peace didn't mean Hashirama would show his enemies mercy.

Naruto and Sasuke hadn't killed as many people in their entire lives as Hashirama had in a single day during the Warring States Period!

And this was Hashirama just after the Warring States Period had ended—not the older Hashirama who had put down his weapons for more than a decade.

"It's all right."

"He wanted to kill you. He deserved to die!"

Hashirama suppressed his killing intent and turned back to Tobirama, reassuring him as he continued the treatment.

His expression returned to its usual kind and gentle look.

Just then, Natsu Yuu strolled over from a distance.

"Elder Brother, who is this?" Tobirama asked at once.

He was curious about Natsu Yuu's strange clothes and the fact that he wore no forehead protector.

But with his elder brother right beside him, his courage returned. He had nothing to fear.

"This is..."

Hashirama hesitated. Even now, he still didn't know Natsu Yuu's name. He had only been calling him "sir" or "mister."

"Natsu Yuu. Just call me sir. Of course, you can also call me the Sage of the Dao Path."

Hashirama's heart leaped. Was this sir finally revealing his identity?

The Sage of the Dao Path? The Sage of Six Paths? So they really were on the same level!

By now, Hashirama was certain of Natsu Yuu's identity.

After all, time travel was so shocking that it went far beyond the scope of ninjutsu. Hashirama had no choice but to believe him.

Tobirama was even more shocked.

What kind of person was arrogant enough to claim he stood alongside the legendary Sage of Six Paths?

But when he saw Natsu Yuu's Rinnegan and Hashirama's attitude toward him, he could only swallow down all his doubts.

"Elder Brother, what exactly is going on between you and this sir?"

Hashirama glanced at Natsu Yuu. The latter nodded, indicating that he could tell Tobirama the truth about World 2.

After all, completing the task of Unify the Shinobi World would require the Second Hokage, Tobirama, to put in the work.

So Hashirama immediately gave him a brief explanation of the situation.

Tobirama was stunned when he heard it.

The elder brother before him wasn't the one who had already died, but someone who had traveled here from the Year of Konoha's Founding? And he had come to save him? He was certain to die at the hands of Kinkaku and Ginkaku?

The revelations were overwhelming. He could just about accept the latter part, since without Hashirama's intervention, he really would most likely have died here.

But the first part was simply unbelievable.

His elder brother had traveled here from more than a decade in the future? This wasn't some kind of ninjutsu. It was nothing short of a miracle!

But everything before him was so real that Tobirama had no choice but to believe it.

At the same time, he grew even warier of Natsu Yuu, who called himself the Sage of the Dao Path. Still, he felt some gratitude toward the man for saving his life.

"Hashirama Senju, you don't have much time left in this world. If there's anything you want to ask or talk about, hurry and discuss it with your younger brother."

Natsu Yuu reminded him.

Hashirama was taken aback, then quickly grew serious.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Since he had saved Tobirama, he might as well use the chance to ask about the future.

At the very least, he could avoid many mistakes and help Konoha develop more smoothly.

"Tobirama, can you tell me what's happened over the years?"

Tobirama held nothing back. He immediately explained the reasons behind the outbreak of the First Shinobi World War and how it had unfolded.

When Hashirama learned that his death had been the direct cause of the war, he grew even more anxious and pressed him:

"That doesn't make sense. Even if I died, Madara would still be around!"

"With him there, how would the other four countries dare to start a war?"

"Well..."

Tobirama hesitated.

"Tobirama, what happened to Madara? Did he die before me? Tell me!"

Tobirama had no choice but to answer, despite his reluctance.

"In the second year after the village was founded, Madara left Konoha alone. Ten years later, he captured the Nine-Tails and attacked the village. You and Madara fought, and you ultimately killed him at the Valley of the End..."

Hashirama was stunned. !!!∑(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ