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By then, Hashirama's head had finished regenerating. He leaned over with a cheerful smile. "I already apologized! That was ages ago. Stop being angry, come on."
"Back when you turned against me, you bit a chunk out of me at the Valley of the End and even set me up. I didn't hold that against you, did I?"
"Let's call it even, all right?"
He really hadn't expected Madara to be this furious.
To Hashirama, it hadn't been that big a deal.
Sure, scheming against Madara had been wrong, but hadn't everything worked out well?
The war had ended soon afterward, and Konoha had been founded.
"Hmph. Since you've gone that far, we'll call it even."
Madara Uchiha snorted and sat down in his seat with an arrogant air, then added, "Don't nag me about the Valley of the End again, understood?"
"Fine, fine! It's settled!"
Delighted, Hashirama happily sat back down. He even moved his chair closer to Madara's so he could sit right beside him, turning to look at him with a broad grin.
The sight made the corner of Uzumaki Mito's eye twitch.
Veins bulged on Tobirama Senju's forehead as he glared at his hopeless elder brother.
But he soon calmed down again.
What else could he do?
His clueless elder brother was just like that, stubbornly clinging to Madara Uchiha as his dearest friend.
Even his sister-in-law couldn't keep him in line. As the younger brother, all he could do was put up with it.
"All right, let's get back to attracting investors," Xunjing said, steering the discussion back on track.
After the meeting ended, Xunjing tapped the tabletop to draw everyone's attention back to him.
"Tomorrow, we'll gather all the Jonin and representatives from the major clans. We need to get everyone on the