"Tobirama Senju!"
Hashirama's glare could have killed. If there hadn't been children present forcing him to restrain himself, he would have been staring at Tobirama with a pair of Rinnegan by now.
Seeing this, Izuna covered his mouth and bent over, laughing so hard he pounded his thigh.
This was too funny. After all that impressive talk about a natural-born Sage Body, he'd gone and named the child with a test subject number.
Just what you'd expect from the inherently evil Tobirama Senju. He really was asking for a beating.
"Brother, I can explain."
"What else is there to explain? Even Orochimaru knew to give his child a proper name, and this is what you named yours? What were you thinking?"
"I..."
For a moment, Tobirama genuinely didn't know what to say. After all, he really hadn't been thinking anything at the time.
When filling out the form, he'd written down a number out of habit.
Then, in everyday life, he'd simply called the child by that number.
Over time, he'd accepted it as the child's name and couldn't be bothered to change it.
"I'll deal with you later."
Hashirama glared at Tobirama, then looked down at Nineteen in his arms.
"Well, little Nineteen, how about your uncle gives you a new name?"
"Why? Nineteen really likes the name Father gave me."
Hearing that, Hashirama glared at Tobirama again. What a lousy name, and the child actually liked it! This was all that bastard Tobirama's fault.
The child was still young now, but once he grew older and understood what his name meant, he'd probably hate that bastard Tobirama to death.
"Then how about this? Your father gave you a name, so as your uncle, I'll give you another one as a present. How does that sound?"
"Yes, yes! I