Senju Hashirama had no interest in meddling with the mess going on in the village—after all, it wasn't his place anymore.
He had already figured out that Takuya had absolutely no fear of them, two old men brought back from the dead.
Rather than playing the villain, it was better to focus on the real problem—dealing with Uchiha Madara.
"Takuya, I had ANBU bring you here because of Madara."
Compared to Senju Tobirama, Hashirama had a much more easygoing attitude, showing little sense of authority.
"Tsunade told me that you're the one who knows the most about his situation."
Hearing this, Takuya simply shrugged with an expression of regret.
"I've already told Tsunade everything I know. What she knows is exactly what I know.
Right now, Uchiha Madara's main goal is to reclaim his Rinnegan, so we can assume he will target the Hidden Cloud next.
Second, he needs the Tailed Beasts—since achieving the Infinite Tsukuyomi requires gathering all of them."
"That's… troublesome."
Hashirama rubbed his forehead in frustration.
Since the matter involved the Hidden Cloud, even as the legendary First Hokage, he couldn't just waltz in and demand their cooperation.
Like it or not, other villages would see him and Tobirama's revival as a direct threat.
If Konoha was really up to no good, reviving its two strongest Hokage would be the first step, wouldn't it?
Convincing the Hidden Cloud to cooperate would be no small task.
And if they weren't careful, it could trigger a backlash from other villages.
They needed a solid plan.
"I want to know—how exactly do you know so much about Madara?"
Compared to Hashirama, Tobirama was much more skeptical.
According to Hiruzen and Tsunade, all this intel came from Takuya.
But his sources were vague at best.
That was very suspicious.
And Tobirama, being naturally distrustful, wasn't going to just accept it at face value.
"Here's a suggestion," Takuya sneered.
"Go dig out Uchiha Fugaku's Mangekyō Sharingan, implant it in yourself, then check the Uchiha Shrine's stone tablet.
Oh, wait. I forgot—you're dead. You can't just put a living person's eyes in your head."
He sighed dramatically.
"Too bad Fugaku's eyes probably wouldn't reveal much anyway. What a shame."
Here we go again…
Tsunade rolled her eyes mid-bite, feeling utterly exhausted.
She wasn't even going to try stopping them anymore.
She couldn't control Tobirama, and she definitely couldn't stop Takuya.
If they wanted to go at it, so be it—as long as they didn't destroy the office, she'd just pretend not to notice.
"You little brat, what the hell are you trying to say?!"
Tobirama snapped, his anger flaring instantly.
Takuya simply shrugged.
"Exactly what it sounds like. Can't understand plain speech, Second Hokage?"
"If that's too hard, maybe you should summon your old student, Uchiha Kagami, and ask him instead.
Oh—wait. I forgot. Danzo took his Mangekyō and ruined it for his little 'experiments'."
"…WHAT?!"
Forget Hashirama and Tobirama—even Hiruzen was completely stunned.
Since when did Uchiha Kagami have the Mangekyō Sharingan?!
And Danzo stole it?
Where was this information coming from?
Of course, Takuya was just making things up—one of those wild theories some Naruto fans speculated in his past life.
But it was believable enough.
"Since when has there ever been something Danzo wouldn't do?"
Takuya countered coolly.
And just like that, Hiruzen fell silent.
Even Tobirama was at a loss for words.
Damn that Danzo!
"Yagami Takuya…"
"Enough, Tobirama."
Hashirama's expression darkened as he firmly interrupted.
"We're here to discuss how to deal with Madara, not interrogate Takuya."
"But, big brother! This kid is clearly not cooperating!"
Tobirama was furious.
For years, almost no one had ever dared to talk back to him like this.
Hashirama simply stared at him in silence.
Under that intense gaze, Tobirama faltered, gritting his teeth as he turned his head away in frustration.
He was pissed—but there was nothing he could do about it.
His brother's fists were bigger than his.
Meanwhile, Takuya had long since lost interest in their little drama.
With a casual wave of his hand, he said:
"You really didn't need to call me here for this.
I have no personal stake in dealing with Madara. As long as he doesn't attack Konoha, I couldn't care less about what he does to the rest of the world."
"If you two want to stop him, go ahead. That's your problem, not mine.
Don't waste my time with pointless questions—especially if you're just going to doubt my answers anyway."
"If Madara is left unchecked, the entire shinobi world will plunge into chaos!
Countless people will die, and it'll be just like the Warring States Era all over again—no, even worse than that!"
Hashirama's voice was firm—this wasn't a game.
"So what?"
Takuya's response was cold.
"What does that have to do with me?
I'm a Konoha shinobi. I'm the Hokage's advisor.
As long as Konoha remains safe, I don't give a damn about the rest of the world."
"…You really just said that."
Tsunade couldn't even focus on her food anymore.
Because she wasn't the only one who had gone stiff—both Hashirama and Tobirama were staring at Takuya, visibly shaken.
And yet, he remained completely unfazed.
"What, you want to fight me over it?"
Takuya spread his arms with a lazy smirk.
"Come on then. Let's go.
If you two don't care about leveling Konoha in the process, neither do I."
If you're so eager to act high and mighty, then let's see if you can back it up.
Takuya had never liked Tobirama.
And now?
He disliked him even more.
Frankly, he wouldn't mind squeezing the life out of him.
Tobirama had no intention of hiding his hostility—so why should he?
"ENOUGH!!!"
Tsunade had been patient.
She had tried to let things slide.
But at this point, she snapped, slamming her hands on the desk with a bang.
"Grandpa! Second Grandpa!
If you don't trust Takuya's intel, then go investigate Madara yourselves!
But if you keep pushing this, I swear—I'll back out of this mess completely!"
On one side was her family.
On the other was her partner.
Being stuck between them was exhausting.
But her family kept pushing.
Tsunade could tolerate it once, twice—
But she wouldn't keep tolerating it forever.
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