Tobirama was beginning to question his life a little.
He could not connect the "green creatures" who had just passed by with the Uchiha, who had always shared a love-hate relationship with the Senju Clan.
Where was their cold arrogance?
How were they supposed to advance their Sharingan like this?
With the "youth" on their lips?
His own students had probably ruined the Uchiha...
He had to admit, this was cleverer than his own "Military Police Force containment" plan.
Surely these green-clad Uchiha could not have been brainwashed by "youth" into advancing their Yin Release with positive emotions and evolving their Sharingan?
At that thought, Tobirama shook his head and almost laughed aloud.
What was he thinking?
Could anyone really be that obsessed with "youth"?
If there really was someone like that, he, Tobirama Senju, would right then and there...
Accept the derogatory name "Evil Senju White-Hair" right then and there!
"Yo, Fugaku, my brother!"
Danzo, who was leading the way, suddenly called out toward a corner.
Beaming, Fugaku waved at Danzo. When he saw Tobirama wrapped in black cloth behind him, his expression changed on the spot, and he snorted coldly.
Tobirama curled his lip. What had the world come to?
Even an Uchiha could give him attitude now?!
Still, this Uchiha Fugaku certainly had backbone!
No wonder his clan called him "The Most Hardline Clan Head in History"!
I, Tobirama Senju, suppose I can acknowledge you a little. Of course, this definitely isn't because Fugaku is a Konoha Elder, making him one of Konoha's higher-ups and somewhat difficult to lay a hand on.
"Fugaku, my brother, it's been a while since we visited the Farm, hasn't it?" Danzo patted Fugaku as he approached and spoke with a smile.
"How much longer will Brother Sakumo need to finish off