"Madara! I came to get you!" Just as Madara was bored out of his mind, a familiar voice rang out.
Madara whipped his head around. "Hashirama, you're here!" Excitement surged through him at first, but his expression soon darkened. Remembering who had caused his misery these past few days, he grew angry with himself for getting excited.
"Madara, why didn't you come back? We're carrying out an important mission right now. Minato sent me to get you so we could regroup!" Hashirama pressed his face against the window, looking in confusion at Madara, who was still sitting beside it.
"Oh! I get it. You couldn't bear to leave your new little girlfriend!" As though he had figured something out, Hashirama wore a knowing look that any man would understand.
Madara immediately wanted to drag the bastard outside the window in and beat him senseless. With a blank expression, he pushed his back against the wall and stood, revealing the Holy Light Bracelet still wrapped around his waist.
"Why do you think I didn't go back?"
Hashirama scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "Haha, Madara, you've actually gotten this weak." With that, he broke the glass and climbed into Esdeath's room.
"So this is your little girlfriend's room! It's pretty cozy!" Hashirama muttered to himself, acting as though he hadn't seen the Holy Light Bracelet around Madara's waist.
Madara simply stared straight at Hashirama with his Sharingan, saying nothing.
Sensing that something was wrong, Hashirama quickly shook his head. "Let's go, Madara! Everyone's waiting for you." As he spoke, he casually touched the Holy Light Bracelet. It glimmered faintly, slipped off Madara's body, and returned to Hashirama's wrist.
Feeling his strength return, Madara gently clenched his fists.
"Hashirama!" Madara called softly.
"Yes, Madara?" Hashirama immediately turned to him with a