"Big brother!"
Walking behind him, Tobirama saw his older brother suddenly stop and thought something had happened.
He immediately hurried forward to Hashirama's side.
"Big brother, what's wrong?"
Tobirama's attention was entirely on his brother, so he failed to notice anything unusual at first.
"I'm fine, Tobirama. But look over there!"
Following the direction Hashirama pointed, Tobirama froze as well.
What was he seeing? Was that him and his older brother?
What was going on?
And why were there two Madara Uchihas and two Izunas?
Besides, hadn't Izuna already died?
Even someone as clever as Tobirama couldn't make sense of everything before him.
Hashirama in the pavilion spotted his other self and greeted him with a smile.
"Hey, hello there, other me! Come sit down. Don't just stand there."
Hashirama paused, then answered with a smile.
"Oh, all right, other me."
Without giving it much thought, he walked toward them with the gift box in hand.
Seeing this, Tobirama could only follow.
He glanced at the two Madaras and finally confirmed that the one dressed in the familiar black outfit must be the Madara he knew.
Yet the presence radiating from the other Madara, clad in vermilion armor, also felt very familiar.
That was right-this Madara seemed to be the one who had defeated him.
"Oh dear, I really didn't expect there to be two Madaras. Sorry, I only brought one gift.
But don't worry. I'll bring gifts for everyone later."
"Don't worry about that. Sit down."
Young Madara waved a hand, motioning for Hashirama to sit first.
Hashirama pulled Tobirama along, and the two found somewhere to sit.
Tobirama's gaze, however, remained fixed on his other self and the other version of his older brother.
He thought to himself.
*This is bad. That inherently evil Madara Uchiha really is