His reincarnated body had no sensation, and after he was sealed, Madara had even been deprived of his sight.
"Madara, listen, when I was playing cards just now, I special summoned you."
Well, having his hearing taken away would actually have been pretty nice too. Hashirama beside him was far too annoying.
And he kept saying a whole bunch of things Madara couldn't understand.
What the hell did special summoning him mean?
"Enough. Stop talking for a bit. I want some peace and quiet."
Madara spoke helplessly.
"Come on, we're almost at Konoha. Aren't you excited?"
Hashirama removed the blindfold covering Madara's eyes.
His jet-black eyes gradually repaired themselves, and Madara's vision slowly returned. Bright light came into view, along with Hashirama's stupid face.
"What's there to look forward to about something like that?"
Madara spoke indifferently.
"Don't you want to see what Konoha looks like now?"
Hashirama wore a mysterious expression.
"No. Before I died, Obito told me what Konoha looked like. It was no different from before."
Madara spoke to Hashirama with disdain.
"That's not true. Konoha has so many new things now. I'll take you to have some fun."
Hashirama rather wanted to take Madara on the pirate ship ride.
Yes, Naruto had made it. It was huge, chakra-powered, and improved by Tobirama. It had already become the children's favorite.
Kurama: Do you think that pirate ship that's only ten meters tall is more thrilling, or you and Madara fighting from the ground into the sky, then from the sky back down to the ground?
Madara couldn't be bothered to talk to Hashirama and closed his eyes. Just then, however, a familiar voice rang out.
"Brother."
Madara's eyelids twitched. He had clearly grown a little tense.
He opened his eyes, somewhat at a loss, his gaze evasive,