Hozuki Gengetsu slowly entered Kirigakure with a group of limping Genin.
Hashirama crouched in the grass, stockings pulled over his head and his face twisted out of shape. Beside him crouched Madara, who really couldn't stand those crappy, tight stockings and had simply dragged his fingers through the dirt twice, then smeared it across his face.
"Madara, are we going in?" Hashirama asked, looking at him.
"Yes." Madara really couldn't bear to look at Hashirama like this. He nodded with his eyes closed.
"Wait, let me play the song the organization told us to use." Suddenly remembering something, Hashirama hurriedly reached out to stop Madara just as he was about to step forward.
A moment later, inside Kirigakure's Mizukage Building.
"That damned Black-Faced Buckle Ghost! Bastard! One trip to Konoha, and he blew over a billion ryo of Kirigakure's money!" Hozuki Gengetsu roared in fury, a ledger clutched in his hand.
"Lord Mizukage, bad news! Two weirdos have shown up at the village entrance!" Two guards rushed into the office, shouting as they looked anxiously at Hozuki Gengetsu.
"Weirdos? What do they look like?" Hozuki Gengetsu immediately pictured two perverts with stockings over their heads and asked in confusion.
"One has stockings over his head, so we can't make out his face. The other... the other... looks like Madara Uchiha from Konoha..." The guard thought for a moment before answering.
"Akatsuki!" Hozuki Gengetsu slammed his hands on the desk and stood up. That hateful organization had crippled every Genin their village had brought to Konoha, and now they had actually followed them home.
"Organize an evacuation of the villagers first. Gu, come take a look with me," Hozuki Gengetsu said to the young man beside him.
The young man nodded, and the two of them swiftly darted out of the