At Naruto's home that evening, Naruto brought the paints and brushes his teacher had requested into the Sealing Space.
"Teacher, are you planning to paint?"
Since Hashirama had not told Naruto about the playing cards, Naruto simply thought Hashirama was bored and wanted to paint.
Well, he was indeed bored, but he did not want to paint.
Instead!
He wanted to gamble!
Heh heh, I wasn't very skilled before, but those games had been invented ages ago. The veterans had long since mastered them.
But playing cards are different. Right now, I'm the only one who knows about them.
In other words, when it comes to cards, I'm currently number one in Konoha... no, in the Shinobi World!
Yahahahaha!
"Naruto, we won't train today. Today, your teacher will teach you something incredibly fun."
With an air of mystery, Hashirama pulled a stack of playing cards out from behind his back.
There were quite a few claw marks on the cards, though who knew how they had gotten there.
Kurama: Heh.
"We'll color them while I explain."
What did it mean to guide a student patiently? What did it mean to set an example as a teacher? Lord First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, thoughtfully demonstrated a scene of a kindly teacher and dutiful student that would have moved Tsunade to tears.
Hashirama began dealing the cards.
One for me, one for Naruto, one for Kura-spicy.
Right, and that leaves...
*?*
Why are there none left?
Hashirama and Kurama stared at each other.
"Uh, doesn't dividing fifty-four cards equally give us exactly eighteen each?"
Naruto's voice broke Hashirama and Kurama's silence.
It seemed, perhaps, probably, that really was the case.
Hashirama thought back. Apparently, Kurama had been the one who said there would be extras...
(个_个)
Hashirama stared at Kurama. After working for