Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara

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Though consumed by rage, Tobirama Senju managed to retain his rationality.

He understood that he couldn't unleash a powerful jutsu; doing so would only give the Hyuga clan an excuse to intervene.

"Close combat is the only way to quickly eliminate him."

The kunai he thrust forward was blocked by Kyosuke. Seeing this, Tobirama puckered his lips as if he were about to kiss his opponent.

Water Release: Heavenly Weeping!

However, what emerged from his mouth wasn't a tongue but a swarm of countless tiny water needles.

This jutsu required no hand signs and could be released at any moment, especially during a close struggle, catching opponents off guard.

Unfortunately for him, he was facing a Uchiha, and not just any Uchiha—Kyosuke possessed extraordinary ocular powers.

As soon as the chakra began to gather, Tobirama's intentions were exposed completely.

Kyosuke tilted his head to avoid the incoming water needles and raised his right leg, delivering a powerful upward kick that sent his opponent flying onto the rafters.

Bang!

The sudden burst of white smoke made Kyosuke's gaze to narrow slightly.

A Shadow Clone.

Tobirama Senju had, after all, invented the Shadow Clone Technique.

No—more accurately, he had plagiarized the jutsu he himself created.

"So, stealing my jutsu is what symbolizes the 'love and peace' of the Senju, huh? Learned something new." Kyosuke's words dripped with sarcasm.

It was logical and, at the same time, utterly shameless.

Compared to Madara Uchiha, Tobirama resembled the descendant of Tajima Uchiha more. Of course, Kyosuke himself would never admit this.

No sooner had Kyosuke finished speaking than Tobirama appeared behind him, his katana slicing horizontally, aiming to sever Kyosuke at the waist.

"When it comes to stealing jutsu, even all the Five Great Nations combined can't beat the Uchiha. I'm merely following your example." Tobirama's sharp wit enabled him to throw some biting remarks in return.

Oh?, So the kid's growing some guts.

Dazzling lightning surged from Kyosuke's body, and the Chidori current formed a blade of lightning that struck Tobirama, who had attempted to ambush him, flying.

"Always resorting to sneak attacks—you're just like a dog that can't stop eating its own filth."

Bang!

In Kyosuke's disdainful gaze, Tobirama's second shadow clone shattered.

"I wonder how many more you can make," Kyosuke said as he pulled the Kusanagi Sword from his waist, the electric currents surging along its blade made even the chairs in the room tremble slightly.

Activating his Sharingan, Kyosuke scanned his surroundings before vanishing in a flash, appearing in the corner of the courtyard.

Uchiha Style: Sword Leap Thunderclap!

The powerful slash cut off Tobirama's escape route. With Kyosuke attacking at incredible speed, Tobirama had no choice but to brace himself and try to withstand the blows.

Luckily, they had reached the outdoors, where he could finally use his most skilled Water Style technique.

He quickly performed two hand signs, a special Water Style technique that only Tobirama knew, which skipped the usual hand signs.

The form of the jutsu was also vastly different from usual.

Just as the Chidori Blade was about to strike, a massive surge of water enveloped Tobirama, spinning rapidly as it continued to rise.

Water Release: Water Formation Wall!

When the Kusanagi Sword struck the wall, its full strength was reduced to less than half.

Even the conductivity of the electric current couldn't penetrate to affect Tobirama inside.

"This brat has really gotten stronger." Kyosuke, about to withdraw his blade, suddenly noticed the water volume on the ground rapidly increasing.

The Water Formation Wall he faced had become a tornado, rapidly spinning upward and sweeping Kyosuke into its grasp before he could react.

This was Tobirama Senju's improved Water Release technique:

Water Release: Water Tornado!

"It's not over yet!" Tobirama's eyes burned with fury as he clapped his hands together.

The water tornado, which had not yet dissipated, instantly changed shape, resembling a giant dragon that seemed to swallow the mountains and rivers, carrying tremendous power as it dragged Kyosuke underground.

Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!

This combo would seriously injure even his elder brother, Hashirama. While Tobirama admitted Kyosuke was strong, he didn't believe Kyosuke's physique could compare to his brother's.

The battle was over.

"You were ultimately defeated by your arrogance," Tobirama crossed his arms in front of his chest, his expression full of the satisfaction of a victor.

He did not kill Kyosuke for two reasons. First, circumstances wouldn't allow it—at present, the Senju also sought to avoid reigniting conflict.

The other reason was that his older brother was right there, and he knew Hashirama would never allow him to kill Kyosuke.

"Tobirama."

"Ultimately, I'm still the stronger one."

"Tobirama."

"You were the first, but soon, Uchiha Madara will also fall to my older brother."

"TOBIRAMA!!!"

The booming roar, as sudden as a thunderclap in a clear sky, jolted Tobirama out of his thoughts.

When he snapped back to reality, there was no sign of Kyosuke lying injured on the ground.

Apart from the utterly devastated courtyard, all that remained was the broad, sturdy back of his elder brother, Hashirama.

"What just happened?" Shaking his head vigorously, Tobirama seemed unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Seeing this, Hashirama gave a bitter smile and explained, "From the moment Kyosuke rushed out of the house, you were caught in his genjutsu."

"This fight was your loss."

Genjutsu? Since when did Kyosuke become so proficient in genjutsu?!

"To trap me without me noticing... His genjutsu mastery..." Tobirama clenched his fists, his expression filled with frustration.

He couldn't believe he had been defeated like this when he still had trump cards left to play.

Upon learning that Kyosuke was coming, Tobirama's first instinct was to kill him and avenge his uncle.

But after exchanging a few moves, Tobirama gradually calmed down, realizing that now was not the time to kill him.

He initially thought a light beating would suffice to vent his anger, but instead, he ended up being the one taught a lesson.

Tobirama's current mood could only be described as akin to a constipated patient who was just about to find relief, only to realize his hemorrhoids had ruptured.

Every moment spent here felt like an unbearable torment.

"At least Big Brother is here," he thought, falling silent.

On the other hand, Kyosuke didn't pay attention to Hashirama's attempt to stop him.

Given the previous incident where he beat up Tobirama, it was impossible for the bowl-cut ninja to stand by and watch his little brother get turned into a punching bag.

"Let's stop this fighting, shall we?" Hashirama said with a wry smile, waving his hand while shooting signals to Hyuga Tenjin nearby.

After all, they were on the Hyuga Clan's territory, and as long as the head of the Hyuga clan spoke up, the fight would surely not escalate.

"Me, mediate?" Hyuga Tenjin silently surveyed his ruined courtyard, his face dark as if it were the bottom of a pot.

Especially his beloved flowers, which now looked like underwear left unwashed for two months—utterly indescribable in their wretched state.

Mediate? He wanted nothing more than to personally beat up Tobirama.

No matter how much Hashirama tried to signal with his eyes, Tenjin acted as if he didn't see it at all.

Helpless, Hashirama could only smile bitterly and soften his stance, "Stop causing trouble, if we start fighting, everything around here will be destroyed. How about I just consider it my loss?"

"Your loss?" Kyosuke raised an eyebrow, his words becoming sharper. "With that kind of resolve, you think you can end the centuries-old grudge between our clans?!"

"...Then what do you want?"

"It's simple," Kyosuke said, stepping closer to Hashirama with a smile. "I'm carrying out a task for Madara, he asked me to bring you a gift, and I can't go back on my word."

As he stood right in front of Hashirama, Kyosuke smiled and continued, "Everyone knows I'm a man of my word. How could I make an exception for you?"

"A gift?" Hashirama's expression turned eager as he rubbed his hands together, looking like a client hearing the footsteps of their awaited masseuse.

"Yes, a very special gift."

Kyosuke slowly raised his hand, and in the astonished gazes of everyone present, he slapped Hashirama so hard that he was sent flying.

"Do you like it?"

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