Chapter 153: You wouldn't want the matter of you filming that little movie to be known by your family, would you?

"Boom!!!"

The three of them opened their eyes almost simultaneously. As the cold, sinister power within their bodies expanded, the thorns that had bound them for so long were annihilated by the materialized chakra rising from their bodies, dissipating into the world as a sky full of wood shavings.

"Swish~ Swish~ Swish~"

The three who had broken free did not pause for even a moment. In the blink of an eye, they used Body Flicker to reach the side of Uchiha Gin's "corpse." Looking at his chest, which no longer rose and fell, they fell into a brief silence.

Memories regarding Uchiha Gin flashed through their minds at an accelerated pace. The image of a gentle and honest elder slowly took shape in their hearts.

No, wait, what are you all doing gathered here? Senju Hashirama is right in front—hurry up and beat the crap out of him!

After closing his eyes, Uchiha Gin, who was playing the role of a corpse, used his superior perception to grasp the scene around him.

Seeing the three of them hanging their heads in silence, he was furious. I've died so miserably, and you're not rushing to avenge me? What are you mourning for?

Are you forcing me to use my blood to write a giant, miserable "tragic" character on the ground?

"Big Brother! Don't panic, we've come to assist you!"

Just then, Senju Tobirama, who had been offline for a long time, flashed out from the woods to the side. Behind him were those four muscular Senju clansmen. With a look of determination, he brandished the long sword in his hand and thrust it straight toward the three silent figures.

"Tobirama, watch out!"

At this moment, the roles of both sides were swapped. Senju Hashirama waved his hands in anxiety to stop him, but Senju Tobirama was already like an arrow on a bowstring—he had to fire.

The "Muscle Quartet" following closely behind also tore open their tight shirts, licking their lips as they charged toward the handsome Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Izuna.

The music of "YMCA" quietly started playing behind the four of them—it was their battle theme!

"Uchiha Izuna, don't be sad; I'll send you to see him right now!"

Red light surged in Senju Tobirama's eyes, revealing a crazed smile different from his usual cold indifference. The long sword in his hand, infused with water-attribute chakra, stabbed straight at Uchiha Izuna's head, clearly intending to kill with a single blow.

"Don't disturb me!"

Uchiha Izuna raised his head, his bewitching eyes staring coldly at the blade inches away.

Under the enhancement of the Mangekyō Sharingan, everything in his field of vision slowed down. He could see the wisps of indigo chakra on the tip of the blade clearly.

"Hmph!"

Uchiha Izuna let out a cold snort, his eyes narrowing. A cold, obscure chakra rose behind him.

A bright yellow skeleton rose from the ground, and a pair of golden-bright giant hands reached out from the void, slapping Senju Tobirama, who hadn't had time to react.

With a muffled grunt, the aggressive Senju Tobirama was slapped away by the giant Susanoo hand like a fly, carving a trench into the ground and kicking up a sky full of dust.

"How dare you hurt Tobirama! Wood Release..."

The teammates had already begun their final curtain call. As an important character in this play, Senju Hashirama naturally couldn't fall behind.

Seeing him filled with hatred, he clapped his hands together, preparing to give Uchiha Izuna a little bit of Wood Release shock.

"Hashirama..."

Just as the chakra he refined condensed in his palms and the Wood Release was ready to be unleashed, a cold voice rang in his ear.

It startled him so much he shivered. He glanced to his side, and the result made him feel cold from head to toe.

Unknown to him, Uchiha Madara, whose expression was cold to the extreme, was standing beside him. A pair of bewitchingly patterned eyes stared at him coldly, as if looking at a dead man.

As the patterns in his pupils rotated, an aura identical to the one on Uchiha Izuna, but even thicker and deeper, rose from his body.

Before long, four blue giant hands holding swords slowly extended from behind Uchiha Madara.

"!!!"

Going straight to the second stage?

Looking at the blue longswords held by the four giant hands, Senju Hashirama's eyelids twitched. He subconsciously jumped far away, shouting in the chat group in his heart:

"Director! We can't drag this out any longer; these guys are playing for real! Mangekyō pupil power is being spent like it's worthless. Come quickly, or I'll only be able to leave you three blind men!"

"Don't panic, the special guest is already on the way!"

Uchiha Gin (the Director), watching from the sidelines, looked at Uchiha Tajima's retreating back and notified the chat group:

"Get ready, it's the final few minutes—don't you dare drop the ball!"

On the battlefield, Uchiha Izuna was manipulating the bright yellow first-stage Susanoo, engaging in a fierce battle with the disheveled Senju Tobirama and his four strange subordinates.

"Hoo~ Senju Tobirama, stop flying around like a fly!"

Uchiha Izuna, using Susanoo for the first time, was clearly a bit clumsy. The awkward giant hands couldn't catch the agile Senju Tobirama, making him extremely anxious; he didn't even notice that blood tears were bursting out again.

"This won't do. If we keep dragging this out, my little cousin's prescription will go up by at least 1000. Muscle Quartet, go and sacrifice yourselves!"

Senju Tobirama looked worriedly at his little cousin, who was wantonly squandering his pupil power. He had to make him restrain himself, so he ordered the four men behind him to go and sacrifice their backsides.

"Quack! Is this the fate of a background extra~"

The leader of the Muscle Quartet, a muscular man with a black bandana on his head, sighed. He deliberately slowed down his movements, looked at the bright yellow giant hand in front of him, and delivered his final line:

"A hundred days of grace for a single day as husband and wife..."

"Boom!!!"

Uchiha Izuna looked in surprise at the Senju clansman who had crashed into his hand. He didn't have time to think too much, fearing the opponent would escape again.

So, he manipulated the giant hand to squeeze hard, and the opponent turned into a puddle of meat in his Susanoo's palm like a broken doll.

"Boss!"

The remaining few, having received the same order, charged toward the still-stunned Uchiha Izuna with tears in their eyes, attacking the bright yellow half-body giant as if their lives didn't matter.

"Boom~ Slap~ Swish~"

Uchiha Izuna subconsciously swung his hands, and the three of them rose in response, being knocked into mid-air by the immense force, turning into three blood mists and disappearing from the world.

"Huh?"

Uchiha Izuna, with a look of disbelief, opened his mouth wide and looked at his bright yellow Susanoo, beginning to imagine whether he possessed some unknown secret power.

"Hoo~ Damn it, Muscle Quartet, I will avenge you!"

Senju Tobirama, watching his beloved subordinates die one after another, roared from a distance, scaring Uchiha Izuna into thinking the opponent was about to use some ultimate move.

As it turned out, after the white-haired man dropped the harsh words, he ran toward Senju Hashirama's direction without looking back.

"Don't run!"

Uchiha Izuna felt anxious, but having consumed a significant amount of pupil power, his body went soft. He knelt on the ground, supporting his face, letting the trickling blood tears flow from the corners of his eyes.

"Hashirama!"

Uchiha Madara, having just obtained the great power of Susanoo, now wore a bloodthirsty expression. Controlling the four giant hands, he slashed at Senju Hashirama in front of him with an extremely dense attack frequency. For a time, slashes flew everywhere.

And Senju Hashirama, in order not to expand the scope of the battle, could only manipulate thick wooden branches to entangle with him while waiting for the special guest to arrive.

"Ah? Hurry up, I think I've been discovered!"

Suddenly, an abrupt voice rang out in the group. It was Uchiha Gin, who had long since run out of scenes and was lying on the ground waiting for the wrap-up. Only, he said in an extremely panicked voice:

"???"

Everyone in the group.

Our acting is seamless; how could we be exposed?

While the two brothers, Uchiha Madara and Izuna, were fighting until their brains were about to come out, Uchiha Zhili, who had been silent all along, slowly walked to Uchiha Gin's corpse.

She crouched down, gently stroking Uchiha Gin's bloodless cheeks, her eyes full of reluctance and regret.

The young girl felt the new Mangekyō she had just obtained, and a smile appeared on her pale little face.

As the clover in her pupils rotated slightly, a profound power brewed within.

Uh... this movement, why is it so familiar?

Uchiha Gin, who was trying hard to play dead, sensed the power accumulating in the young girl's eyes beside him and felt it was quite familiar. After comparing it carefully, he suddenly realized—this damn thing is Space-Time power!

No way, no way. Little Zhili's dōjutsu is actually about space-time ability? Am I going to be discovered?

As everyone knows, space-time power belongs to the most mysterious group in the Naruto power system. No one can say for sure what the ability of Uchiha Zhili's space-time dōjutsu actually is.

"Uh..."

As the clover in the young girl's eyes spun rapidly, Uchiha Zhili, who had been full of sorrow, began to look strange, as if she had seen something weird.

"Tsk! So that's how it is. It's just too..."

Two blood tears flowed from the corners of Uchiha Zhili's eyes, but there was no longer the hollow sadness in her eyes. Her delicate little mouth curled, and she let out a "tsk."

Immediately after, she closed her sore Sharingan and looked at Uchiha Gin's lifeless remains with a scrutinizing gaze. She reached out and touched her petite chin, as if weighing something.

Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Uchiha Gin, sensing the change in the young girl's emotions, immediately felt a tightness in his chest. Although he didn't know what had happened, it seemed he had been exposed.

Uchiha Zhili, who had been thinking with her head down for a long time, seemed to have figured it out. A strange emotion flashed in her eyes, and she moved to the side of Uchiha Gin's head.

She extended her jade-like fingers and gently stroked Uchiha Gin's cold cheeks, as if stroking something precious.

Huh? Huh! Huh~

Uchiha Gin felt the young girl's warm fingers brush across his face, and his heart stirred slightly. Could it be that I wasn't exposed, and the girl just figured it out, let go, and is at ease?

"Mr. Gin..."

Her palm gently brushed across Uchiha Gin's handsome face. Uchiha Zhili, her gaze like water, muttered to herself:

"How should I put it..."

Uchiha Gin immediately pricked up his ears, wanting to hear what secret the girl had to tell. At the same time his ears pricked up, he realized that the girl's originally gentle palm began to slowly increase in force.

Although to him, the force the girl used couldn't even break his defense, the next sentence that spilled from the girl's cherry-red lips made his hands and feet go numb, and his mood felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar:

"Mr. Gin, you wouldn't want the matter of you filming that little movie to be known by the others present, would you?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 154 =====