Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 188 - : Hashirama’s Deep Confession

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At the exact moment his blade shattered, Hashirama poured all his strength into dodging the attack.

In that fleeting instant, he felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude for his own vigilance.

Had he failed to notice the anomaly beforehand, he might have ended up just like the broken sword in his grasp—utterly destroyed.

"What is that thing?" he asked, his voice tinged with confusion.

"A fine weapon to take your life," Kyōsuke replied indifferently, unwilling to waste words. The duration of the Truth-Seeking Orb was short—far too short for idle conversation.

He had been observing carefully. At this moment, in terms of chakra alone, Hashirama had unquestionably reached the level of a high-tier of Super Kage. As for his physical attributes, they were likely at the mid-tier Super Kage. But of course, that was to be expected—after all, he was the reincarnation of Asura's chakra.

With no need for rigorous training, his strength would continue to grow indefinitely simply with the passage of time.

Kyōsuke wasn't lamenting the unfairness of it all. He was merely assessing the situation. Right now, Hashirama had reached the threshold for being hunted.

A peak Super Kage was worth close to a hundred thousand points per life. A reward that tempting wasn't something he could simply ignore.

As for other concerns, well, he had the Followers of the Afterlife at his disposal. Worst case, he could always use Edo Tensei to bring Hashirama back.

In fact, he could even take advantage of Hashirama's death to send Asura's chakra to the Pure Land, awaiting the next cycle of reincarnation into Naruto and Sasuke.

Ever since learning the truth about the Ōtsutsuki Clan, Kyōsuke's ambitions had long since expanded beyond the confines of the Shinobi World. His sights were set on the interstellar battles that would unfold in the future.

For that, he needed power on the level of Naruto and Sasuke. Even Kaguya wasn't out of the question as a potential ally.

But before any of that, there was a certain parasite he needed to deal with—Black Zetsu.

"Hashirama, your death will contribute to the peace of the Shinobi World, so forgive me for not holding back."

With a burst of speed from the Body Flicker Technique, Kyōsuke advanced, gripping his Sage Staff tightly as he closed the distance, step by step.

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The murderous intent radiating from him was so blatant that there was no way Hashirama could fail to sense it.

"My death...?"

For a brief moment, Hashirama couldn't fully grasp Kyōsuke's meaning.

He simply wondered—was his existence standing in the way of peace between their two clans?

But he quickly discarded the thought.

If the Senju and Uchiha were to form an alliance, the Senju must take the dominant position. Only with him at the helm could harmony between the two be maintained.

If the Uchiha were to seize control instead, the Senju's future would be grim—especially since both Kyōsuke and Madara would undoubtedly target Tobirama.

"Sorry, but I can't die just yet."

His gaze firmed with renewed determination. As he dodged Kyōsuke's assault, he swiftly gathered natural energy and re-entered the Sage Mode.

As for Kyōsuke, the Senjutsu Chakra he had converted in advance had already been completely consumed, leaving him incapable of activating Sage Mode a second time.

With his speed surging, Hashirama instantly widened the gap between them. He then pressed his hands together in a seal—three massive red torii gates materialized through summoning.

Sage Art: Myōjinmon (Gate of the Great God)!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The massive torii gates descended from the sky with a thunderous crash, pinning Kyōsuke beneath their immense weight. The terrifying suppressive force made it nearly impossible for him to even gather chakra.

"Tch, what a troublesome technique," Kyōsuke grumbled. He struggled with all his might, but the restraints of the Great God's Gates were absolute.

That was a sealing jutsu powerful enough to temporarily restrain even the Ten-Tails. With his current strength, he simply couldn't contend against it.

On the other side, Hashirama gazed at him deeply before heaving a sigh.

"Why go this far? Have you forgotten our dream?"

Kyōsuke lowered his head, his voice deep and subdued.

"Kill me."

His words were quiet, but they carried an unmistakable weight.

"Right now, you can do it easily. If I die here, you'll have the chance to completely suppress the Uchiha."

Hearing this, Hashirama's expression grew complex.

For a long time, he remained silent. Then, at last, he sighed and turned away.

"I see... Perhaps you never truly saw me as a friend. And my uncle's and father's deaths... I won't forget them."

"But even so..."

"You know... even now, I haven't forgotten our conversation by the riverbank."

"Those words gave me hope—hope that I could keep striving forward. They made me realize that peace is not an unattainable dream."

"It was the first time someone acknowledged my so-called foolish wish."

"No matter what happens in the future, Kyōsuke... you will always be my friend."

With that, Hashirama walked away without looking back.

". . . That bastard... Could he be trying to trick me?"

Kyōsuke wanted to laugh, but when he curled his lips, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't force out a smile.

A faint light flickered in his right eye.

In an instant, the Great God's Gates shattered.

With the Reverse-Flow Dojutsu at his disposal, there was no way a "mere binding technique" could restrain him.

Had Hashirama stepped forward to deliver the final blow just now, Kyōsuke estimated that he had at least a sixty percent chance of killing him on the spot.

Yet, instead of an attack, what he received was Hashirama's deep, heartfelt confession.

Fine... perhaps calling it a "confession" was a bit nauseating, but Kyōsuke could sense it—in Hashirama's heart, he and Madara likely held the same level of importance.

As a master of deception, Kyōsuke could easily tell whether someone's words were genuine or false.

And Hashirama... wasn't lying.

Recalling the intent to kill he had harbored just moments ago, even Kyōsuke couldn't suppress a faint twinge of guilt.

". . . Damn it, why go and pull that sentimental nonsense?"

After standing in silence for a long while, Kyōsuke took a deep breath before vanishing from the battlefield with the Body Flicker Technique.

"No matter what, my path will never waver."

"Hashirama, your ideals aren't wrong... But you only see the trees and not the entire forest."

"The real threat has never been the Uchiha or the Senju."

"I will personally put an end to this era of war. In time, the world will see that I was right."

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Exhausted, Kyōsuke returned to camp, where he found an equally exhausted Uchiha Madara.

"Yo, you look pretty beat up."

"Hmph, don't tell me you got your ass kicked by Hashirama."

As soon as they met, the two exchanged jabs before sharing details of their respective battles.

After listening to Madara's experience, Kyōsuke pondered for a moment before saying, "Against large groups of shinobi, my Flying Thunder God Technique is more suitable."

"Let's switch—you go play house with Hashirama, and I'll handle the bulk of the Senju forces."

Madara's brow twitched, but he ignored the playing house remark. Instead, he frowned and warned, "Be careful. The Senju have a large number of elite shinobi."

Kyōsuke smirked. "Well, well, is the great Uchiha Madara actually praising the enemy?"

Madara scoffed. "Do I seem that petty to you?"

Yet, behind his usual arrogance, a flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had thought that after obtaining the Nine-Tails, his strength should have surpassed Kyosuke's.

But today's battle proved otherwise. Even without external power, Kyōsuke's combat prowess was in no way inferior to either of them.

"...Of course. This guy has far too many secrets. It was only natural that he kept improving."

At the thought of secrets, a shadow crossed Madara's gaze for a moment.

However, recalling Izuna's current life on the moon, that gloominess quickly faded, leaving only a sigh that no outsider could understand.

Meanwhile, Kyōsuke paid no mind to his companion's brief lapse in mood.

Switching opponents wasn't just a matter of tactics—he also planned to take advantage of this final war to harvest as many points as possible.

After all these years, it was finally time to unlock the Advanced Sage Body.

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