"What do you think of Konoha?"
Unable to wait for the child to speak first, Hashirama Senju could not hold back and took the initiative to ask.
He had been dead for so many years already, and he was not even a living person now. It seemed there was no need to maintain any sort of image.
"Konoha? A place that loves exterminating clans, I suppose."
A Luo raised his eyes toward the village. The view from here really was good. Back then, Madara Uchiha had stood here with Hashirama Senju and made a promise about their dream.
Unfortunately, dreams rarely ended well.
"Exterminating clans?"
Startled by that answer, Hashirama Senju turned around and stared at the Uchiha child, demanding that he explain himself.
"That goes back to those days. Tobirama Senju must have foreseen it long ago, which was why he disbanded the clan, stripped them of the Senju name, and had them merge among the common people. But they still vanished in the end. Only Tsunade, your granddaughter, remained."
A Luo smiled at Hashirama Senju and began with the Senju Clan.
"The Senju... only little Tsunade remained?"
Hashirama Senju had not expected the supposedly exterminated clans to include his own Senju family.
No wonder he had wandered around Konoha and never seen any members of the Senju Clan. They were gone...
Little Tsunade should be quite old by now, shouldn't she?
"Yes. Oh, and your grandson was blown to nothing by explosive tags. At most, there might have been a tiny bit of minced flesh left, probably cooked by the blast. Your grandson-in-law had his internal organs hollowed out. His death was too gruesome, and it frightened your granddaughter so badly that she never dared see blood again. The moment she saw blood, she fainted..."
Facing Hashirama Senju,