Uchiha Jin did not respond.
He had once thought Hatake Sakumo was a decent man and wondered whether he could persuade him not to take things so hard.
Wasn't it just slander from a bunch of ants?
There was absolutely no need to pay it any mind.
Who would have thought the man's fragile heart couldn't withstand the rumors, and he would kill himself?
Sometimes, thinking about it felt pretty absurd.
All he could say was that everyone had their own fate.
"Why waste your breath on them?"
Obito Uchiha was still leaning beneath the tree, watching the show and egging them on, never one to mind making a spectacle bigger.
"Grind them all into the dirt!"
At his words, the others turned toward Obito Uchiha, who was tucked away in a corner.
"And who are you?"
Hashirama Senju did not understand why this member of the Uchiha Clan wore a mask.
Was he that ugly?
"Lord First, this fellow calls himself Madara Uchiha."
Shimura Danzō spoke with utter servility.
By now, he was convinced that Uchiha Jin and the Masked Man were in league.
Never mind that they had toyed with him and caused his death while he was alive; now that he was dead, the First Hokage and Second Hokage were here.
They could definitely kill those two and avenge him!
"Madara?"
Hashirama Senju looked bemused. No matter how he looked, he could see nothing the Masked Man had in common with Madara.
Besides, he had killed his dear friend with his own hands.
How could he possibly appear here?
He hated nothing more than petty scoundrels doing evil in his dear friend's name.
Anyone who dared insult Madara.
Would never be forgiven!
Obito Uchiha: "..."
With anyone else, he would certainly have admitted to being Madara Uchiha,