Naruto: I Can Take People Through the Ninja World in the Future

"You—!!!"

Tobirama was consumed by unprecedented rage, faint steam rising from his head. He instinctively reached for the katana beside him but strangely missed.

It showed the extreme anger in his heart.

Besides Madara and Izuna, this was the first time in his life he'd been mocked so thoroughly, and by an Uchiha—a woman, no less!

Could this be tolerated?

"Does Tobirama-sama want to kill me?"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"If I die, the Patriarch could rightfully avenge Izuna-sama!"

Naori's single sentence doused Tobirama with cold water.

Instantly, his raging fury calmed.

(Right! I nearly fell into a trap! If I really killed this Uchiha Naori before me, forget Aniki not letting me off— that bastard Madara would seize the chance to act!)

Tobirama suddenly realized this might be Madara's true aim. Whispering to Aniki, instigating him to send Uchiha Naori to provoke him!

Just to bait him into losing control and killing her.

Then Madara could rightfully eliminate him, avenging Izuna!

Indeed, it was all that evil Uchiha Madara's scheme!

Thankfully, he restrained himself, avoiding rash action.

Otherwise, the plan nearly succeeded…

"Damn beast!"

"Hmm?"

"Not scolding you. I wouldn't stoop to deal with you. Compared to that beast, you're nothing…"

Tobirama cursed Madara, of course, but didn't dare say it openly—Madara was still alive, after all.

"So, Tobirama-sama still wants to kill me?"

"How could I? You're a talent I desperately need; how could I kill you?"

Tobirama forced an awkward smile, restraining himself to reply.

"Oh! Then I'll continue working."

"Wait!"

"Anything else?"

"You know your Patriarch's plan—why tell me?" Tobirama wasn't foolish; he quickly spotted a flaw.

If this was Madara's plan, why would Naori easily reveal it?

Shouldn't she keep provoking him to ensure its success?

"Because I don't want to die, at least not by Tobirama-sama's hand."

"Why?"

"Because I want to live to prove Uchihas surpass Senjus, better suited to lead Konoha to world peace!"

Naori answered firmly, reflecting part of her true thoughts.

Who said Konoha needed Senjus to prosper?

Uchihas could too!

"You?"

Tobirama was stunned, then burst into laughter:

"Hahaha! Good, good, good—you're even more arrogant than Izuna."

"Fine, I'll give you a chance. Starting tomorrow, you're officially my deputy. See if you can prove yourself!"

"Thank you, Tobirama-sama!"

Naori gave a faint smile, pleased with the outcome, then left the palace with light steps.

In her heart, she whistled joyfully.

(What's with this supposedly brilliant Senju Tobirama? I can handle him!)

(Pity the backup plan wasn't needed; Hashirama-sama's guide went unused…)

Leaving the palace, Naori pulled out the guide again, ready to study Tobirama's growth and character deeper.

Determined to excel in Madara's mission and fully conquer Tobirama!

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Meanwhile, in the palace.

Watching Naori's retreating figure, Tobirama's expression softened, a smile forming.

(Good acting, but still raw. A slightly clever evil Uchiha, trying to catch my eye with crude tricks. But her talent and ability are remarkable, worthy of use now.)

(Just her sharp tongue and manner— as annoying as Izuna.)

(Fine, I'll play along. Who knows, I might tame her, make her a secret agent to infiltrate the Uchiha clan, spying for me.)

Both parted with their hidden motives.

Tobirama quickly cleared his mind of distractions, refocusing on governance.

Minor games could be played, but serious work couldn't be neglected.

No one knew better than Tobirama.

Controlling and developing the Daimyo's Residence and Fire Country wasn't just to convince Aniki of the ninja-led unification path's viability but also to meet someone's expectations.

Naori might not know, but Tobirama was certain.

The 'someone' Madara mentioned must be Tenshou Sennin!

"If my progress is too slow, that Sir might not be pleased…"

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Meanwhile.

Unbeknownst to Tobirama and Naori, in a corner of the vast palace, in a hidden wooden house built by Hashirama, three figures gathered, eagerly spying on Tobirama and Naori's entire meeting and 'confrontation.'

"Sir, this drone thing is amazing!"

"Not only can it fly and see so far, it's crystal clear, and most importantly, no chakra aura at all… Even Tobirama, with his strong sensory skills, didn't notice."

"Truly incredible! Can you give me one? So I can contact Madara from home…"

Hashirama watched the drone's realistic candid footage on the screen, intrigued and curious.

If Tobirama couldn't sense it, Mito likely couldn't either—perfect for contacting Madara!

Sneaking around wasn't good for his image.

"Relax, you can each take a set home later."

Such trivialities were nothing to Lux; giving them to Hashirama and others for amusement was fine.

"Great, great! Thank you, Sir."

"Madara, hear that? We can contact each other anytime now!"

Madara suppressed his excitement, saying flatly:

"It just eases communication; don't get too excited. Besides, don't forget our real goal."

Hashirama scratched his head, smiling innocently:

"Not forgotten, not forgotten—isn't it just observing how Tobirama and Naori get along?"

"By the way, Madara, aren't you busy researching the Rinnegan to revive Izuna? Why do you have time to watch them?"

Madara snorted coldly, saying indifferently:

"Naori is an elite descendant of our clan. If your foolish brother harms her, I can't stand by…"

"No way! I've warned Tobirama—if he dares go too far, I'll be the first to not forgive him!"

Hashirama hurriedly assured, patting his chest confidently.

"Hmph, let's hope so!"

As they spoke, the three continued spying eagerly, feeling an odd, indescribable joy until Tobirama and Naori's meeting ended, and they parted.

Only then did they stop, slightly unsatisfied.

"This… why do I feel pessimistic? They don't seem to get along—constantly bickering…"

Hashirama scratched his head, puzzled by the two geniuses' interactions.

"What do you know? Your foolish brother is arrogant; few earn his respect. Naori's performance is already outstanding. Such a fine seed—why wasn't she noticed before? Truly negligent…"

Madara's insight and professionalism were undeniably superior, and he admired Naori's talent more.

In a short time, she developed a new eye technique—not forbidden, but enough to prove her genius.

Not to mention the Izanami she'd later create herself.

A forbidden jutsu among forbidden jutsu!

Indeed, if not for Hashirama's interference, Madara would've left Konoha and the Uchiha clan by now, neglecting its promising seeds.

Even Madara, so fond of talent, vaguely regretted sending Naori on this mission.

Though unlikely, what if that beast Tobirama actually 'won' Naori?

Such a beautiful flower, planted in Tobirama's cow dung—the more Madara thought, the more it felt like a loss…

If Hashirama weren't there, he'd consider recalling Naori.

"Is that so? So they really have a chance? When can I hold my nephew? What's my nephew's name?"

Hashirama grew excited, ten times more than at his own wedding; as a brother, he desperately wanted Tobirama to settle down.

Knowing Tobirama was lonely his whole life made him even more anxious now.

"Why rush? It's not guaranteed! Why are you shouting?"

Madara glanced at Hashirama, baffled.

(No sparks between them yet, and you're thinking of nephews? Hashirama's mind is unmatched…)

"I'm impatient—who told Tobirama to be so passive?"

"Sir, what do you think? Any hope?"

Hashirama looked at Lux hopefully, seeking an answer, even just a blessing from Tenshou Sennin!

He secretly wished, if Lux spoke, he'd tie Tobirama up and force 'raw rice into cooked rice'!

"Let their matter develop naturally. Forcing it isn't good. Besides, rather than worrying about this, worry about what happens after Izuna's revival."

"Your precious brother might not let his clan member bond with Tobirama. Their grudge is complex…"

Lux glanced at Madara, hinting at potential conflict.

They all hoped to revive Izuna to dissolve the deadly enmity between Madara and Tobirama.

But they overlooked that Izuna, killed by Tobirama, would only deepen their hatred upon revival.

That was the hardest to resolve.

"Once Izuna's revived, I won't let anyone harm him again!"

Madara swore, arms crossed, also addressing Hashirama, hoping he'd control Tobirama later.

"Relax, I'll make Tobirama realize his mistake! Uchihas and Senjus can coexist peacefully."

"Oh, how about I find a suitable clan member to match with Izuna?"

Hashirama's eyes sparkled, proposing eagerly.

Having tasted love's sweetness, this Ninja God was turning into a matchmaker, wildly pairing people.

Meanwhile, Izuna's soul, far in the Pure Land, though not yet revived, felt an odd chill.