At their age, many of their peers around them have children.
Mito felt that he was ready.
Counting the days, these days are very suitable!
It's so early now; why don't you get up and exercise with me?
However, the next moment, Hashirama pushed away the white arm that was leaning on him without hesitation.
"Yes, it's still early, but Father will soon be up, right?
I'm going to go see my father now!
If I can't take good care of my father and Uchiha Tajima, I won't be able to face Madara again!
Mito, if you are still sleepy, then go back to sleep."
With a serious look on his face, Hashirama Senju quickly put on his clothes and ran out.
Leaving his wife, Uzumaki Mito, alone, her body trembling slightly because some of her skin was exposed in the early morning chill.
"Senju Tobirama!!!"
"Uchiha Madara!!!"
Uzumaki Mito gritted his teeth and muttered the names of the two people.
The terrible resentment seemed to fill the entire room.
...
"Haah..."
Senju Butsuma woke up from his sleep.
It was not a very good day, starting from the moment he woke up from a dream that he almost forgot the content of and made him feel uncomfortable.
Wash your face, brush your teeth, and have breakfast.
Senju Butsuma began to carefully check the various pieces of equipment on his body.
A sharp kunai that can easily pierce the enemy's body and cut the enemy's skin.
There are a large number of shurikens that are very sharp and shiny from being rubbed.
A properly stored exploding tag that can create a huge explosion.
And the samurai sword that I am used to using.
After carefully organizing all these offensive shinobi weapons, Senju Butsuma wiped and repaired his fiery red armor carefully.
After doing all this, he walked out of his room leisurely.
The clan is now in a period of rest, and everyone knows what they need to do.
This actually gave him, the clan leader, a lot more free time.
It just so happens that it will be more conducive for him to continue recovering from his injuries.
In his own yard, he waved the weapon in his hand slightly.
There was actually a dull pain in my chest.
What a mess, Senju Butsuma.
When you are young, even if you are stabbed, you can obviously be alive and kicking and continue fighting the enemy within two days.
But now, because of the injuries that seemed to have healed many days ago, I still feel pain and soreness when moving.
I am already old.
Suddenly, I realized this truth, and an indescribable bitterness rose in my heart.
As a shinobi, it's a sad thing to have to admit.
Although my physical fitness has not declined significantly.
But he could already feel that this body was not as energetic as before.
However, his current combat capabilities should be able to improve with experience, mastery of ninjutsu, and a better understanding of the changing properties and forms of chakra.
However, once his physical fitness begins to decline significantly, the fighting time he can maintain his peak combat effectiveness will probably decrease rapidly.
"Hashirama, you've been staring at me since I was brushing my teeth. What's the matter?"
Feeling the dull pain in his body and knowing that he couldn't rush into high-intensity training, Senju Butsuma quickly sheathed his samurai sword.
"Hahaha, Father, I just want, want..."
Seeing Hashirama racking his brains to make an excuse for his sneaky behavior, Senju Butsuma sighed.
It is this dumbest eldest son who possesses such powerful strength that makes everyone feel shocked and even frightened.
It's really hard to understand.
"What do you want to do?"
Hearing his father's question, the somewhat anxious Senju Hashirama could not think of any good excuse to explain his behavior.
Finally, he was sweating profusely, but suddenly his eyes lit up and he blurted out!
"I want to see what my father, as the patriarch of our Senju clan, does!"
Hmm?
Do you want to see how he acts as the patriarch?
Hmm?
Senju Hashirama, are you so eager to learn how to be a good clan leader?
Your father, I'm still alive and well!
What? You also think that I, Senju Butsuma, am old?
Hashirama realized that he had said something wrong, and he also noticed that his old father's eyes were becoming more and more dangerous.
He swallowed and explained quickly.
"Father, no, it's not what you think!
I don't want to be the patriarch, I just..."
"It's just, it's just..."
Seeing his son being so clumsy, Senju Butsuma couldn't help but sigh even more.
If you, a fool, didn't have a younger brother who would help you wholeheartedly, I, Senju Butsuma, would never want to let you, a guy who can't even lie properly, be the clan leader.
"Don't just say that. If you want to learn how to be a clan leader, then follow me closely today."
Senju Hashirama was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, his old father, Senju Butsuma, had already taken the lead and walked into the house.
"As the head of a clan, Hashirama, leading by example is a very important principle.
If you, as the clan leader, cannot set a good example, how can you expect other clan members to do well?"
Senju Butsuma had already walked into the house and begun to teach Senju Hashirama, who was following behind him.
"That's what Father said."
Hashirama nodded and then felt his father's gaze on him.
Senju Butsuma had a serious expression on his face as he stood in front of the door of a room and nodded to Hashirama.
"Go in and wake up your brother. It is also very important to manage the people around you.
You lead by example, but you also have to hold them to account."
Hashirama swallowed and looked towards the room.
This is my younger brother Tobirama's room.
Tobirama is usually good at everything, has a good temper and good talents, and is very loving to his clan members and family.
But I just like to sleep a little longer.
Moreover, I have a seriously bad temper when I wake up.
He likes to sleep until he wakes up naturally.
Even though he says this every time, in reality, he just sleeps a little longer than others.
However, if you try to wake him up before he wakes up naturally...
Hashirama couldn't help but shiver.
A brother like that would make me super angry!
But looking at his father's serious face, Hashirama Senju could only mutter to himself.
I'm sorry, Tobirama.
You asked me to do this, brother.
Now I have to listen to my father and do what he teaches me to do so that I, his big brother, can always follow my father and watch over him today!
Don't blame me, your brother!
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