"Ta-da! This is the Akimichi Clan's barbecue restaurant!"
Outside the Akimichi BBQ Restaurant, Hashirama made a slightly exaggerated gesture as he spoke to Madara.
Madara's eyelid twitched. Looking at the restaurant's absurdly large crowd of customers, he fell silent for a moment before speaking in a hollow voice.
"Hashirama, has it occurred to you that a body revived through Impure World Reincarnation has no sense of taste and doesn't need to eat?"
Hashirama looked at Madara in surprise, as though he had only just learned this.
Madara helplessly covered his mask with his hand and turned to leave, only for Hashirama to grab his shoulder.
"But I want to eat, and it's lunchtime now anyway. Naruto must be hungry too, right?"
Madara was one hundred percent certain this had nothing to do with Naruto. It was probably just Hashirama wanting barbecue.
So, is this heaven's punishment for my failure?
Five minutes later.
In a private room on the restaurant's second floor.
"Ahh~ Barbecue really does taste best freshly grilled."
Hashirama took a seasoning jar and sprinkled cumin all over the meat sizzling with grease on the cooking paper, then flipped it over and pressed it down, encouraging the cumin and meat to combine.
An enticing aroma burst forth in an instant.
Without any hesitation, Hashirama picked up a piece and started eating.
"Mmm~ Delicious~"
Since they were in a private room, Hashirama and Madara had both taken off their masks.
Except...
Looking at the meat Hashirama had grilled completely black, Madara sank into profound doubt.
Is that stuff actually edible?
And Hashirama, has your cooking reached the point where even prepared barbecue meat can't save it?!!!
Watching Hashirama stuff mouthful after mouthful of charcoal-black meat into his mouth, even Naruto beside him couldn't take it anymore.
"Teacher... how about I