The Matchmaker Hashirama

"You—!!!"

Tobirama was more furious than ever before. A faint haze of heat seemed to rise from his head, and he even reached for the sword at his side—only to find empty air.

That showed just how furious he was.

In his entire life, only Madara and Izuna had ever dared mock him to his face like this. Now someone else had done it—and she was an Uchiha, to boot!

How was he supposed to put up with that?

"Lord Tobirama, do you want to kill me?"

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"

"If I die, Clan Head can avenge Lord Izuna without anyone questioning him!"

Chiri's words doused Tobirama's anger like a bucket of cold water.

In an instant, his fury gave way to calm.

That was right!

He'd almost fallen for it!

If he really killed Uchiha Chiri right here...

Never mind that Elder Brother wouldn't let him get away with it.

That bastard Madara would definitely seize the chance to make trouble!

In fact, Tobirama suddenly realized that this might very well be Madara's real goal. He'd deliberately whispered in Elder Brother Hashirama's ear, persuading him to send Uchiha Chiri over to provoke him!

All to make Tobirama lose his temper and kill her.

Then Madara could kill him with a clear conscience and avenge his dear little brother Izuna!

Just as he thought.

It was all part of the evil Uchiha Madara's scheme!

Good thing he'd managed to hold back and hadn't acted rashly.

Otherwise, Madara's plot would nearly have succeeded...

"You beast!"

"Hmm?"

"I wasn't calling you one. I'm not petty enough to stoop to your level. Besides, compared to that beast, you're nothing..."

Tobirama had, of course, been cursing Uchiha Madara. But he didn't dare say so outright—not while Madara was still alive.

"So, Lord