Madara!
"What did you call me, a copycat?"
Tobirama Senju's face turned livid, and he roared furiously.
These strategic plans concerning Konoha's future had all been painstakingly conceived by him during his days of seclusion, and he had even prepared most of the execution plans. Copying?
Every word on the plans had been written by his own hand!
If anyone had copied, it was someone else copying him!
Moreover, as a top researcher, Tobirama Senju could not tolerate even the slightest flaw.
He hated copycats!
Especially the Naturally Evil Uchiha Clan. With a pair of Sharingan, they could copy away ninjutsu that others had painstakingly created. They had absolutely no shame!
And today, they even dared to accuse him of what they themselves had done!
Uchiha Madara, don't think I'll be afraid of you just because you possess the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan!
My big brother is still here!
"I called you a copycat!"
"Can't you hear me?"
Uchiha Madara slammed his hand on the table and rose from his chair. He usually disliked wasting words arguing with others. Whenever a conflict arose, throwing a punch was much more direct.
However, Tobirama Senju's identity was somewhat special. He had to take Hashirama's feelings into consideration.
But!
Damn it!
Izuna, my Izuna, Tobirama Senju was the one who harmed you!
Big Brother can't avenge you.
But now that I've found a chance to humiliate Tobirama Senju, I won't let it slip away!
Uchiha Madara stood there with a cold, haughty expression, staring at Tobirama Senju.
"Explain yourself. Explain yourself to me!"
"Who did you say was copying?"
"Your Uchiha Clan's evil Sharingan is the best at copying my ninjutsu, and now you dare to accuse me of what you did!"
Tobirama Senju immediately retorted without backing down.
He now felt that Uchiha