"They've dealt with the four reincarnated individuals and said they're on their way."
On the Rain Country's gloomy terrain, Hashirama gradually exited Sage Mode.
Not far away, the massive form of the Two-Tails was completely subdued beneath the red torii gates, no longer able to resist.
The Two-Tails thrashed angrily, its deep growl reverberating through the air.
"Then let's wait for them."
"Given the distance, those coming to capture the Two-Tails should arrive shortly."
"I'd like to see who Madara's puppeteering this time."
Tobirama slightly furrowed his brow, a cold glint flickering in his eyes.
He stood tall beside Hashirama, scorn etched across his face as if carved there permanently.
As the inventor of the Impure World Reincarnation technique, he considered the whole situation a grotesque joke.
"Forgotten how you died already?"
"Control your temper. Don't underestimate anyone."
Mito's words cut through like ice-cold water.
"Do you think I could've been killed by them if it weren't for Kinkaku and Ginkaku ambushing me?"
Tobirama flared up like gunpowder catching fire, immediately snapping back, his eyes blazing with fury.
Hashirama, seeing this, could only rub his temples—his wife and younger brother were still just the same as ever.
Couldn't they at least act civilized in front of him?
"Hmph. That was probably because you didn't take those two seriously enough."
"If you had been more careful, you wouldn't have been ambushed and severely injured."
Pain flickered across Mito's face—at the time, when she first heard news of Tobirama's death, she had mourned deeply.
Now that she finally had the chance, she was going to let him have it; otherwise, her resentment would never fade.
"How could I have imagined they'd go as far as targeting the Second Raikage just to take me down?"
Tobirama's tone gradually softened—he realized now that his mindset back then had indeed been flawed.
"Learn from it. Don't repeat the same mistake."
Mito spoke earnestly, her gaze softening.
After hearing that, Tobirama remained silent. A brief hush settled over the group.
Only the sound of wind sweeping through the area and the occasional roars of the Two-Tails broke the quiet.
Hiruzen Sarutobi, as the sole living person present, dared not utter a word—he wished he could vanish entirely.
Lady Mito, can't you scold Teacher without me being here?
What if I end up in the crossfire? How am I supposed to survive?
Right now, he worried she might drag up every idiotic thing he'd ever done as ammunition against Tobirama.
After all, his position as Hokage had been personally appointed by Tobirama.
If Mito accused Tobirama of poor judgment, that accusation wouldn't be entirely baseless.
Fortunately, the feared moment didn't come, and Hiruzen exhaled in relief.
After a short silence, Mito's face shifted instantly, her gaze sharpening.
"They're here."
"Left front."
Almost simultaneously, Hashirama also called out the direction—their sensing skills were nearly identical.
[Summoning Jutsu!]
Hiruzen reacted quickly, forming hand seals rapidly with both hands.
A burst of white smoke erupted, revealing Enma.
"First Hokage? Second Hokage?"
"Did Lady Mito come too?"
"What's going on here?"
Enma froze the moment he appeared, unsure of what was happening, his fur-covered face twisted in confusion.
"It's been a long time."
Hashirama and the others greeted Enma with smiles, then swiftly moved into battle stances.
"We don't have time to explain right now."
"Come on."
Hiruzen Sarutobi reached out to Enma, his expression serious.
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