Give it a rest, Rikusei!
Tobirama turned his scarlet eyes in a subtle warning. The water of unleashing chakra runs deep. You can't handle it.
The moment he turned and met Rikusei's gaze, the Tomoe in his eyes made him change his mind.
?
If it's the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, then there's no problem. He grew curious about what Rikusei had eaten during his travels to make his Sharingan evolve so quickly. He began to wonder if his previous research into the Uchiha Clan had been wrong.
The terrifying surge of chakra subsided. Looking up at the vortex disappearing in the sky, he sighed. "Get ready. It's time to go."
"Hahaha!" Hashirama scratched his hair and said cheerfully, "That's my student. You picked it up so quickly!"
Rikusei shot Tobirama a challenging look, hinting that he was his student too, and asking if Tobirama wanted to praise him as well.
Tobirama had been clever since childhood and wasn't about to take the bait. Avoiding Rikusei's gaze, he said with a serious expression, "Even the Double Tomoe can copy ninjutsu. Just imagine what he can do with the Three-Tomoe in his right eye."
Reminded, Hashirama came back to his senses and curiously studied Rikusei's eyes. "The Three-Tomoe?"
Before he could do anything else, a figure in a black robe appeared out of nowhere, scooped up Rikusei, and vanished in an instant, leaving the Senju brothers behind.
"Was that Madara just now?" Bathed in sunlight, Tobirama looked uncertainly at his elder brother.
"But why did he look so unhappy?" Hashirama stood where he was, rubbing his chin and puzzling over it. "He agreed on the cliff that we'd teach Rikusei together."
Tobirama, once again playing the strategist, had a glint of wisdom in his eyes. "It's a done deal now that we've discussed