"Welcome our protagonist of today, Uchiha Madara, let's give him a round of applause!"
*Clap clap clap clap!*
Amidst the applause, Madara bravely took his first step towards his Hashirama.
Uchiha Madara never imagined that he would one day face Senju Hashirama with such nervousness. He hadn't faltered even during their life-and-death battles, yet now his palms were drenched in sweat.
Especially since the audience consisted of the younger generation, including the current geniuses of the Uchiha clan.
Uchiha Madara would rather face Otsutsuki Isshiki in a one-on-one duel again than do *that* to Hashirama in full view of everyone.
But a lost bet is a lost bet. Had Uchiha Madara ever backed down? Had Uchiha Madara ever been afraid? Uchiha Madara... damn it.
"Shush, your family just watch from the side."
Lin Yu's smile grew even brighter as he saw Obito bring Uchiha Izuna over.
As the saying goes, enemies meeting always makes their eyes burn with hatred. Tobirama and Izuna exchanged cold glances, crossing their arms and turning their faces away from each other.
Meanwhile, Uchiha Madara was getting closer to Senju Hashirama. Hashirama was still watching the show, completely unaware that Madara's actions had anything to do with him.
He, Senju Hashirama, hadn't done anything. Madara wouldn't just lay hands on him, would he?
Five meters from Senju Hashirama, four meters, three meters...
Uchiha Madara swore this was the longest road he had ever walked. He had a strange feeling that the end of this road was Hashirama's heart, and he was just one step away from crossing the threshold.
"Please welcome today's female... special guest, Senju Hashirama!"
"Huh?"
Senju Hashirama was bewildered. What did this have to do with him? He hadn't received any notice!
Just as Senju Hashirama was puzzling over it, someone behind him seemed to give him a push, causing him to stumble forward towards Uchiha Madara. The distance between them was now only fifty-two point zero centimeters.
"So slow!"
Naruto, who had been watching from the crowd, retracted his mischievous hands. Lin Yu immediately gave him a look of approval, not expecting that Naruto would understand the principle of "mutual effort leads to perfect love."
"No, who pushed me... Madara, what's going on? I don't quite understand." Senju Hashirama chuckled and tried to step back quietly, but was grabbed by Uchiha Madara, whose gaze was domineering and aloof.
Uchiha Madara hesitated. He recalled Lin Yu's request: give Senju Hashirama a "deeply affectionate" princess carry!
The word "deeply affectionate" completely fried Madara's CPU.
In his entire life, Uchiha Madara had never heard the word "deeply affectionate," let alone be asked to embrace Senju Hashirama with such emotion. This was making things difficult for him, Madara!
But thinking of his resurrected brother, Madara went for it.
Izuna, look how much your brother has sacrificed for you. I hope you'll understand in the future!
Uchiha Madara took a deep breath, trying his best to soften his gaze. He said, "Hashirama, do you remember our dream back then?"
Senju Hashirama paused, then said nostalgically, "Of course I remember. It's been my lifelong belief, but your ideals were too..."
"We're not discussing who was right or wrong today," Uchiha Madara shook his head, his hand gripping Hashirama's, and slowly gathering his strength.
The God of Shinobi wasn't easily lifted. He needed to distract him and strike decisively.
Senju Hashirama glanced around and whispered, "Madara, why don't we talk about this privately? Why don't you perform your talent first?"
"Are you sure?"
Senju Hashirama nodded. Just as he was about to pull away, he heard Uchiha Madara whisper to him, "Madara, I admit... perhaps your path was the right one."
"What!" Senju Hashirama was shocked. Madara actually acknowledged his way? This wasn't logical...
Taking advantage of Senju Hashirama's stunned silence, Uchiha Madara exerted force with his large hands, engaging his core, and lifted Hashirama into his arms before he could react. His expression was impassive, as if he were merely doing something commonplace.
But inwardly, he was so nervous his words were stumbling.
He... Madara, had actually succeeded... in performing a princess carry on Hashirama!
Senju Hashirama was stunned for a second, but quickly came to his senses and tried to break free from Madara's embrace. Looking up, he saw a pair of swirling tomoe eyes.
"Don't move! Stay still!"
Madara's exclusive, domineering, yet affectionate gaze.
To restrain Senju Hashirama, Madara used his first battle after reclaiming his eyes on Hashirama. The oppressive aura of the Rinnegan left Hashirama frozen.
What was Madara doing? For a princess carry, he even acknowledged his path and even used the Rinnegan.
Was it worth it?!
*Hiss!* At this moment, all the spectators took a deep breath. This scene was truly breathtaking.
The Asura of the Shinobi world princess-carrying the God of Shinobi, with that domineering and affectionate gaze, truly deserved to be written down in the history of the Shinobi world with a thick stroke!
Senju Tobirama and Uchiha Izuna, who witnessed this scene, froze on the spot. Tobirama's face twitched uncontrollably.
His elder brother, Senju Hashirama, the God of Shinobi, was being princess-carried?
And lying in someone's arms looking shy?
This was impossible! Genjutsu! It was all genjutsu! It was all the evil Uchiha's genjutsu!
Uchiha Izuna fared slightly better. After the shock, he said coldly to Tobirama, "You have a good elder brother."
Senju Tobirama replied with a cold tone, "Your elder brother isn't bad either."
"Hmph!"