Sunlight streamed into the office, crowded with documents, spilling golden light across the floorboards as Tobirama spoke in his cool, detached voice.
Madara, seated in a chair, couldn't help nodding. Setting aside his preconceptions, he had to admit that the man had countless ways of manipulating people.
Compiling all sorts of events in Konoha into a newspaper for publicity was truly clever.
The village's population had surged, and people were restless. Relying on word of mouth to spread information wouldn't work; it was far too likely to cause distortions and misinformation.
A battle-hardened man, Madara knew all too well how much of an advantage it was to control information. Once Konoha officially began printing the paper, its credibility would increase considerably.
Should they include the news of the Nine-Tails' successful capture in the gossip column?
Madara shook his head regretfully. Those people from the Hagoromo Clan still had reservations and refused to join Konoha. If the Uchiha could let go of their blood feud with the Senju, surely the Hagoromo could do the same.
The friendly agreement between the two clans was still in effect, but this was the era of the Hidden Villages. Madara had to find a chance to persuade them again. They couldn't afford to miss this opportunity. It would also bring the Uchiha an ally to stand with them against the ninja clans aligned with the Senju.
Hashirama sat in his chair, turning Tobirama's words over in his mind. After a moment, he said gravely, "Why not broaden the scope and make the whole Shinobi World the subject? Just make sure the specific reports don't reveal their secrets."
Tobirama turned his face slightly to avoid the glaring sunlight outside the window, then strode forward. His eyes widened in disbelief. "Elder Brother, are you trying to work