His Thoughts Were Different from Ordinary Children's

Tobirama found Hashirama just as the latter was in the middle of losing all his money.

His older brother was excellent in every regard, except for his obsession with gambling—and he had absolutely no talent for it, falling squarely into the category of those who were both terrible at the game and yet loved to play.

Hashirama, however, saw through his brother's transformation jutsu at a glance and held out a hand: "Give me money."

Tobirama's face darkened as he clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "I have something very important to discuss with you."

The transformed Hashirama looked at his brother's tone, which clearly wasn't a joke... well, his brother didn't possess the skill to joke in the first place.

The two left the gambling den and found a large tree to sit under.

"Speak, what is it?" Although he was still in his transformed state, Hashirama used his original voice.

Tobirama thought for a moment before saying to Hashirama, "Regarding that Wetland Bridge, I have two proposals."

Hashirama burst into loud laughter: "As expected of you, to come up with two plans so quickly. Hmm, truly worthy of the Second Hokage."

Tobirama remained expressionless at the praise; don't think he didn't know that the position of Hokage felt more like a shackle to him.

You bastard, you dumped the position on me so you could go off and live a carefree life, but I'm the one who got the short end of the stick.

Forget it, don't think about that; focus on the business at hand.

Tobirama then laid out the plan for five jonin to finish it in a day, as well as the plan Yuya suggested about hiring hundreds of people to build the bridge.

Hashirama stroked his chin in thought for a moment, then looked up at Tobirama in surprise: "Did Yuya really propose that?"

Tobirama was expressionless: "Yes, and he said that instead of giving the bridge-building money to five jonin, it would be better to distribute it among those hundreds of laborers."

Hashirama laughed heartily.

Then he looked at Tobirama and said, "I don't know exactly what he was thinking, but from this perspective alone, he is more suited for this position than you are."

Tobirama knew Hashirama was joking; the position of Hokage wasn't something one could hold just by knowing how to plan a bridge. One had to gain the recognition of the entire village, and most importantly, possess personal strength.

Yuya was still too young; it was completely impossible.

"What I'm curious about... is how he came up with this method." Tobirama narrowed his eyes at Hashirama.

Hashirama understood instantly: "You wouldn't happen to... want to slack off, would you?"

Tobirama was instantly incensed: "What slacking off? It's to observe the next generation of Konoha! Besides, if that brat really has talent in this area, he can be groomed in the direction of an advisor in the future."

Hashirama nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you're right. You don't want to slack off, you don't want to be lazy, and you aren't avoiding hard work."

Tobirama's fists tightened. You bastard, you spend every day out there living it up, dumping all the work on me, and now that I've finally found a chance to breathe, I can't even enjoy myself?

I am the Hokage!

Hashirama and Tobirama transformed into teachers at the Ninja Academy. These two teachers had gone out on a mission today, so they simply borrowed their identities.

In truth, the current Ninja Academy was more like a kindergarten than a school.

It was a place that gave children a chance to meet their peers from the same village.

Although the teachers at the school were responsible, these ninjas usually studied ninjutsu and went on missions; where would they have learned how to be teachers?

Children were always mischievous, and the key was that most of these kids were from major clans; you truly couldn't hit them. Many ninjas would rather run thousands of miles and exhaust themselves to death than continue suffering here.

Therefore, teachers actually took leave every day for various "unavoidable reasons."

Hashirama and Tobirama slipped in easily and even guest-starred as teachers. They didn't mind the mischief of the brats in class; after all, they were just children, and being a little naughty was fine.

However, during the break, seeing Yuya standing on a desk telling other children about his experiences on the road to the western continent made Hashirama and Tobirama very curious.

Why on earth did you go west?

He didn't even explain that part before jumping straight into battles with ninjas and wild beasts...

Wait, which ninjas did you fight? Wasn't it just you getting beaten up one-sidedly?

The brothers really wanted to retort, but seeing those children listening so intently, they ultimately decided not to go up and grab the little brat.

During lunch, after Yuya finished the bento that Mito had prepared for him, he set his sights on everyone else's lunches.

"Oh? Kazuko, your bento doesn't look so good today." Yuya was the first to approach Hyuga Kazuko.

The little girl frowned at Yuya: "What are you trying to say?!"

Yuya shook his head and sighed: "Your bento doesn't look tasty at all. Who made it for you?"

The little girl glared with indignation: "My mother made this for me! How dare you say it doesn't taste good?! Have you even eaten it to say it's bad!"

Yuya curled his lip and reached out with his chopsticks in disdain: "Then let me see if it's good or not."

He then used his chopsticks to pop the large meatball and chicken leg into his mouth, chewed a few times, and nodded: "Hmm, not bad, the taste is actually quite good. I apologize; I shouldn't have said it wasn't tasty."

Hyuga Kazuko immediately held her head high in pride: "Glad you know it."

She then began to shovel rice into her mouth, eating happily alongside the few greens.

Yuya scanned the room and locked his target onto another girl. He walked over and slicked back his hair with a cocky air: "Yo, Rou, your Uchiha bento doesn't look so great. I wonder which one tastes better compared to the Hyuga's bento."

Rou Uchiha glanced at Yuya, then at Hyuga Kazuko. The Hyuga and the Uchiha—both were major clans of Konoha.

Rou Uchiha pushed her bento toward Yuya and said with a serious expression: "Please provide an impartial evaluation."

Yuya nodded, then popped the fish chunks and rabbit meat into his mouth.

"Not bad, not bad. You two families fought to a draw today; I'll come back to judge again tomorrow!"

The two brothers, Hashirama and Tobirama, who were secretly observing from outside the window, were left dumbfounded by this display.

The two exchanged a glance, confirming one thing.

The thoughts inside that little brat Yuya's head were definitely different from those of other children.

Yuya returned home to find that, uncharacteristically, Hashirama hadn't gone to the gambling den today, but was instead waiting for him to return.

As soon as Yuya walked in, Senju Hashirama got straight to the point: "If you were put in charge of the construction project at the Wetland Bridge, could you complete it?"

Yuya blinked, looking at Hashirama, then over at Uzumaki Mito.

Well, his teacher's wife was resting with her eyes closed, so she clearly wasn't planning on chiming in.

"Hmm, I suppose I could, but I'm so young that the ordinary workers wouldn't listen to my orders."

Hashirama immediately raised an eyebrow.

A normal child hearing this question would surely be confused, if not outright refusing...

Why did this little brat just go along with my question as if it were natural?

This kid really is...

He is completely different from an ordinary child...