"Makeup Technique? Breath-Holding Technique? Voice-Mimicking Technique?"
Uchiha Gen leaned back tactically, his face full of disbelief.
"Yeah, all these ninjutsu are very useful. Take the Voice-Mimicking Technique for imitating voices—the Inuzuka Clan does that especially well. They even sent over a Canine Sound Compendium. Once you learn it, you can understand puppies right away."
"...I... I..." Uchiha Gen's throat seemed to be clogged by invisible chewing gum, leaving him unable to speak. "Fine! You win! But what's with the S-rank ninjutsu?"
"Only clans of medium size or above need to hand over S-rank ninjutsu, including both our clans!"
"But S-rank techniques already concern the very foundation of a clan!"
"That's exactly why!" At that moment, Hashirama seemed to possess the bearing of the God of Shinobi. "I don't know whether they truly support Konoha or have other intentions, so this is also a test of their loyalty!"
"So now you're being ruthless? You're handing over all the ninjutsu from your own clan too?"
Uchiha Gen roughly flipped through the thick book. There had to be nearly a thousand ninjutsu in it.
"Because I'm the Hokage now! As the Hokage, I must uphold an impartial attitude! Not even my own clan is an exception!"
Uchiha Gen's mouth twitched. Today, he had encountered someone even more foolish than the Big Fool Shibaki in his laboratory. He could practically confirm that the Senju Clan's later decline had been inseparable from Hashirama's ridiculous antics.
"Fine! Since you're setting such an example, then the Uchiha Clan can't be stingy either. I'll send over the promised ninjutsu tomorrow."
"That would be wonderful. Thank you, Uchiha Gen!"
"You shouldn't thank me. Everyone in Konoha should be thanking you instead. After all, I don't think many people besides you are genuinely devoted to Konoha."
"Oh? Have you discovered