Appointment as Clan leader
Mito then looked toward Hashirama, and the moment Hashirama received her glance, he immediately understood.
He clapped his hands together, and golden branches rose from the ground one after another, wrapping Tomohiro's entire body inside.
While Tomohiro was still stunned, a portion of Hashirama's life force gradually flowed into Tomohiro's body.
His hair, which had already begun to turn somewhat pale, gradually returned to a vivid crimson.
Tomohiro himself could feel it too—his body was growing stronger and stronger!
By the time the ability ended, Tomohiro's hair had turned completely red, and his whole person looked radiant.
Most of the wrinkles on his face had also vanished, making him look much younger overall.
However, his features still leaned toward old age. He looked about ten years younger.
This was also the result Hashirama had deliberately intended.
After all, they planned to make Tomohiro the clan leader. If he had a youthful face with no authority at all, how could he command respect?
"I... I'm...!" Tomohiro touched his own face and clearly felt that many of his wrinkles had decreased.
Then he pulled his long hair before his eyes and saw that the hair which had already been obviously turning white had now become crimson again! His entire body was once more filled with vitality.
Tomohiro only felt that his whole being was brimming with energy now, his body full of inexhaustible strength.
"This is your reward. If it weren't for you, the future of the Uzumaki Clan would have been nothing but confusion."
Tomohiro shook his head. "This... How could the little I did deserve such a reward? Everyone is my family. I merely did what I should have done!"
Hashirama smiled faintly. "In that kind of wartime chaos, being able to do what should be