Fugaku led the way, followed by Mikoto, Shisui, Itachi, and a large group of Uchiha Clan Members.
They lined up in unison and raised their cups.
Fugaku spoke in a solemn voice.
"Lord First, the Uchiha Clan congratulates you on your resurrection."
Hashirama looked at the Uchiha before him, his gaze growing distant for a moment.
Every one of them had black hair and black eyes.
But unlike those in his memories...
There was no madness or obsession in their eyes.
Only respect, and... an indescribable sense of harmony.
"This really takes me back."
Hashirama murmured.
He thought of Madara back then, of the days when they had built Konoha together.
Had the Uchiha been like this then, too?
No, they had been different.
Back then, the Uchiha had looked at him with more awe and distance.
But these people before him...
They looked at him the same way they looked at Genya, who was eating grilled skewers beside him.
As family.
Hashirama suddenly smiled.
"I never thought I'd live to see a different side of the Uchiha."
He raised his cup.
"Come on, bottoms up!"
The Uchiha answered in unison.
"Cheers!"
After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere grew even livelier.
Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi stood with his cup in hand and gently tapped the table.
"Everyone, may I have your attention?"
The hall fell quiet, and everyone turned to the Third Hokage.
The Third Hokage swept his gaze over those present before finally resting it on Hashirama.
"Today, as we celebrate Lord First's resurrection, I have something to announce."
He spoke slowly.
"I, Hiruzen Sarutobi, have decided to step down as Hokage."
The entire hall erupted.
Everyone knew the Third Hokage was getting old, but no one had expected him to bring it up now.
The Third Hokage