Tobirama Senju narrowed his eyes, while Yanbai stared at Hashirama Senju in some shock.
Had his big brother suddenly turned philosophical just so he could gamble?
At that thought, Yanbai instantly calmed down.
"Almost nothing in this world is perfect." Hashirama Senju spoke solemnly to his younger siblings. "Humans are social creatures. If you're too perfect, you won't fit in. We're already growing stronger to have more of a say. If we don't have any flaws-or weaknesses, rather-people will fear us even more. So a person still needs a little weakness."
Tobirama Senju looked thoughtful, clearly giving his big brother's words serious consideration.
Yanbai, however, thought to himself, Is that the excuse you've found for your gambling addiction?
Does gambling and acting dejected make you seem more down-to-earth and likable, easing the terror people feel toward the God of Shinobi and making you more approachable?
But...
Yanbai cautiously said, "Big brother, your flaw could be a love of food. I'd absolutely support that."
Hashirama Senju: "..."
"But gambling really isn't good. Nine times out of ten, you lose. You work hard to earn that money. Instead of saving it for your wife and children, you lose it all in one go. It's not worth it." Yanbai continued, "Trust me, eating is the safest choice. Food is a basic necessity. Aside from the dead, everyone has to eat. It's absolutely, definitely a down-to-earth weakness."
Hashirama Senju sighed. "We can discuss whether to gamble later. Let's have a look around first."
Yanbai opened his mouth to keep persuading him, but Tobirama Senju silently tugged his sleeve and shook his head.
Yanbai was utterly speechless. He understood what Tobirama Senju meant.
Hashirama Senju was their big brother, and he usually doted on his younger siblings. But once he made up his mind about