Tobirama Senju used a Shadow Clone to preside over his elder brother Hashirama's funeral.
But Tobirama Senju did not summon his elder brother Hashirama Senju through Impure World Reincarnation as Madara Uchiha had suggested.
Given Hashirama's temperament, if he discovered that Tobirama had used that inhumane forbidden technique again, he would most likely turn the funeral upside down, bursting out of his coffin to beat his younger brother senseless.
For safety's sake, the coffin they buried was empty as well.
Tobirama Senju had already carefully sealed away Hashirama Senju's remains.
Watching Hashirama Senju's funeral from a distance alongside Tobirama Senju's real body, Madara Uchiha wore a complicated look.
He had been feeling a little sad, but a distant glimpse of Mito Uzumaki in the procession made a strange thought rise unbidden in his mind.
Hashirama... you could have lived a few more years, but you insisted on dying the same way as your younger brother Kawarama, ejaculating away all the vitality that could have sustained you for years...
Madara Uchiha looked at Tobirama Senju beside him, his expression cold. "When I die, I don't want this much fuss."
Tobirama Senju glanced at Madara Uchiha. "When are you heading off?"
Tobirama Senju cared far too much about this, because the resurrection Madara Uchiha spoke of was completely beyond his control.
"Soon..." Madara Uchiha murmured. Suddenly, he stiffened, then slowly turned to look at Tobirama Senju.
Tobirama Senju remained expressionless, but his tightly clenched fists betrayed how nervous he really was.
"The Shadow Clone I left guarding the Mausoleum told me that Yanbai's coffin vanished into thin air. That was your doing, wasn't it?" Madara Uchiha said quietly. "You did something unnecessary, Tobirama."
Ever since Tobirama Senju had guilt-tripped him into attending Hashirama Senju's funeral as a living man, Madara Uchiha had