"Senju Tobirama..."
Madara lowered his eyes slightly, his scarlet Mangekyō spinning as he cast genjutsu on Tobirama with almost no hesitation.
Tobirama did not even have to think about it. If he fell under the genjutsu, that twisted bastard Madara would absolutely torment him beyond recognition.
But since he had come, would he really have made no preparations?
"Use that impoverished brain of yours. Oh, right, your brain should be quite a bit smarter now than before, but you're still just as dim."
Tobirama looked at Madara casting genjutsu before him, calmly opened his eyes wide, and met his gaze.
"...Where are you looking?"
Izuna watched little Tobirama stare at a tree, the corner of his mouth twitching as he asked.
"Huh? Oh, the signal might be a little bad."
Little Tobirama gave an awkward smile and readjusted the direction his eyes were facing.
"That's my big brother's crotch! What are you trying to do?!"
Izuna roared.
"Shut up, Izuna! I don't want to hear that disgusting fact!"
Little Tobirama's face instantly flushed red. He angrily raised his hand and grabbed Izuna's ear.
"Oh? It seems... to avoid Uchiha genjutsu, you didn't even install eyes in this... body?"
Madara discreetly stepped to the side. Although this little Tobirama's eyes were probably just for show, having this thing stare at him was still disgusting.
"Tch. Isn't it common sense not to look an Uchiha in the eyes when fighting them?"
Tobirama clicked his tongue. Far away in the Sealing Space, his real body held a microphone in one hand while the other frantically wrote something on a sheet of paper.
"A minor error. Fixed."
As his words fell, Izuna's field of vision appeared on the screen beside Tobirama.
"Hmph, foolish Madara Uchiha. The strong are meant to toy with the weak!