Nine-Tails: Hashirama, How Can You Be This Bad?

After offending more than half the older men and women selling food in the shopping district, Dave declared that he would never bring this troublemaker Nine-Tails to a place like this again.

"Kurama? Are you full?" Dave looked up resentfully at Little Nine-Tails sprawled in his hair, his belly bulging as he picked his teeth.

"Mm, it was all right. Only the pastries that first man made were any good. The rest were just so-so," Little Nine-Tails said after picking his teeth and giving it some thought.

"Come on, where do you want to go play?" Dave asked.

"Mm, is there anything fun in the village? We could go take a look," Little Nine-Tails said indifferently as he picked his teeth. As long as there was food, he was happy. Usually, he just ate, slept, then ate again. What was so fun about anything else?

"Come on, let's take a walk around the village."

A little while later.

Little Nine-Tails spotted two people he never wanted to see for the rest of his life...

"Madara!! Exchange some money for ten more tokens! Just ten! Just ten! I'll definitely win you a little plushie with ten!!" Hashirama roared at Madara beside him, his face flushed red.

"No. You've already lost several thousand Ryo," Madara said coldly, turning his head away.

Hah, how could a loser like Hashirama ever win? If he hadn't insisted on dragging me out to grab plushies this morning, then threatened not to let Mito introduce Izuna to a potential date if I refused, I would never have come.

Why spend all this money? To watch you lose? I'd rather spend it buying Dango for my adorable little Dave. Hah, Hashirama, dream on.

Actually, Dave wanted to say... the Slot Machine was his too... All the money his uncle lost would end up in his pocket anyway...

"Kid! Quick! Let me go back inside!" As Little Nine-Tails and Dave approached, Little Nine-Tails spotted Hashirama and Madara and roared in terror.

"It's fine, Kurama. They're really nice people. You just got on their bad side before, that's all. They're usually very nice. Relax!" Dave patted the little Nine-Tails on his little head and comforted him with a helpless smile.

Seeing Dave walk toward those two bastards without any intention of putting him back inside, Nine-Tails hurriedly pulled Dave's hair over his little head, leaving only his two sparkling little eyes exposed so he could watch.

"Uncle! Uncle Madara!" Dave smiled and greeted the two men, who were still arguing.

"Oh! Dave, you're here! Quick! Lend your uncle a few thousand taels, and I'll pay you back with a plushie!" "Dave."

Hashirama shouted excitedly at the sight of his little nephew, while Madara Uchiha nodded.

"..." Seeing Hashirama's flushed face, Dave helplessly took one or two thousand Ryo from inside his clothes and handed them to him.

Whatever. Any money this guy loses will end up in my pocket anyway... No big deal...

"Oh yeah! Long live Dave!" Hashirama excitedly took the money inside to exchange it for tokens.

"Kid, is that Nine-Tails on your head?" Madara watched Hashirama walk away with a helpless look, then turned to the two little eyes peeking out from Dave's hair.

"Yep, Uncle Madara. He's my partner now!" Dave said with a smile and a nod.

"Nine-Tails, if you dare do anything to hurt Dave, I will never let you off." Madara closed his eyes and opened them again, revealing his scarlet Sharingan as he fixed Nine-Tails with a stare and spoke in a grave voice.

Of course, he knew Dave had sealed Nine-Tails inside his own body. To him, Dave truly was a good boy. To help him bring Izuna back to life, Dave had willingly sealed something so dangerous to his current self inside his body. He really was a touching child. If this Nine-Tails dared hurt Dave in any way, Madara swore he would kill him, even if he had to destroy the entire world.

Nine-Tails shuddered violently, trembling beneath the gaze of those scarlet Sharingan...

"Hahaha! I'm back! Claw Machine! Let's fight another three hundred rounds!!" Having exchanged the money for tokens, Hashirama ran back over, laughing excitedly.

A little while later...

Hashirama lost the hundreds of tokens he had exchanged for again. Even Nine-Tails couldn't bear to watch anymore...

"Fuck, even a Tailed Beast can't stand watching this! Give me that!!" Watching Hashirama clumsily lose hundreds of tokens while still looking so excited finally infuriated Nine-Tails.

Nine-Tails leaped down from Dave's head, landed in front of Hashirama, and snatched the single token remaining in his hand.

"Fucking watch me! Watch how I do it!! How the fuck can you be this bad?!" Standing on the Claw Machine's control panel, Little Nine-Tails held Hashirama's face between his little paws and yelled at him.

Hashirama: ?? Meow, meow, meow? Where did this little fox come from??

Then Little Nine-Tails worked the controls like a beast and soon grabbed a Madara Uchiha plushie.

Little Nine-Tails jumped down from the Claw Machine's control panel, took the little Madara Uchiha plushie out of the chute, and hurled it straight into Hashirama's face!

"Look! This is how you play! What the fuck were you doing?!" the Little Nine-Tails cursed angrily at Hashirama.

Soon... the Little Nine-Tails realized something was wrong...

This guy... this guy... this guy... is that fucking bastard Hashirama Senju??? I'm so fucking screwed! Older Brother Hashirama, I was wrong! I was wrong! I lost my mind just now! I shouldn't have smacked you in the face! Please be generous and let me off!

"Hehe, you're Nine-Tails, aren't you? Wow, a tiny Nine-Tails is so cute. You're pretty good at this!" Hashirama rubbed his face where the little plushie had struck him and chuckled at the Little Nine-Tails, who had darted back into Dave's hair and pulled it over his face. He didn't seem bothered at all.

"Um... Uncle, that's just how little Nine-Tails is. Let me apologize to you on his behalf," Dave said with a helpless, wry smile.

You little bastard, Nine-Tails, how do you only remember food and never remember getting beaten...? How the fuck did you dare curse at Hashirama? And smack him in the face? Even Madara hasn't fucking dared smack him in the face. Where did you get the nerve?

"It's fine, it's fine. I don't blame him. Maybe I really am a little bad at this..." A gloomy shadow gradually settled over Hashirama...

"Uh... Uncle, it's all right. At least you're a great dancer..." Dave helplessly tried to console the gloomy Hashirama before him...

"...That's right!! At least I dance better than Madara!" Hashirama's eyes gradually lit up despite the gloom surrounding him.

Dave: ...I never said that...

"Hashirama! Do you really think you dance better than me?!" Hashirama's words instantly ignited Madara's fury, and he roared angrily.

"Hehe, isn't that obvious? If Izuna hadn't helped you a couple of days ago, how could you have beaten me?" Hashirama said with a chuckle.

We're doomed... doomed...