Chapter 198: You wouldn't want your family to know about you filming a little movie, would you?

"Bang!!!"

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 heavens and earth as a sky full of wood chips.

"Whoosh~ whoosh~ whoosh~"

Having broken free, the three did not pause for a single moment. In the blink of an eye, they flashed to the side of Uchiha Gin's "corpse." Looking at his chest, which no longer rose and fell, they fell into a brief silence.

Memories of Uchiha Gin flashed rapidly through their minds, and the image of a gentle and honest elder slowly took shape in their hearts.

No, what are you all doing standing around here? Hashirama Senju is right in front, hurry up and beat the hell out of him!

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

Looking at the three people with their heads hung low and silent, he was furious. I've died so miserably, why aren't you avenging me yet? What are you doing mourning?

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

"Big Brother! Don't panic, we are here to help you!"

Just then, Tobirama Senju, who had been offline for a long time, flashed out from the woods nearby. 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 people.

"Tobirama, watch out!"

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

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

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

"Izuna Uchiha, no need to be sad, I'll send you to see him right now!"

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

"Don't disturb me!"

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

Under the enhancement of the Mangekyo Sharingan, everything in his field of vision slowed down. He could see every wisp of indigo chakra on the tip of the blade before him with perfect clarity.

"Hmph!"

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

A bright yellow skeleton rose from the ground, and a pair of golden-yellow hands reached out from the void, slapping the unprepared Tobirama Senju.

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

"How dare you hurt Tobirama, Wood Style..."

Since his teammates were starting their final curtain call, Hashirama Senju, as an important character in this play, naturally could not fall behind.

Seeing him with hatred in his eyes, he clapped his hands together, preparing to give Izuna Uchiha a little taste of Wood Style shock.

"Hashirama..."

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

It gave him such a jolt that he glanced to his side, and the result made him feel chilled from head to toe.

Unknown to him, Madara Uchiha, whose expression was cold to the extreme, stood by his side. His 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 Izuna Uchiha, but even thicker and deeper, rose from his body.

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

"!!!"

Going straight to the second stage?

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

"Director! We can't drag this out anymore, these guys are playing for real! They're burning Mangekyo pupil power like it's free! Come quickly, or I'll only have three blind men left for you!"

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

Uchiha Gin (the director), watching from the sidelines, looked at the retreating back of Tajima Uchiha and notified the chat group:

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

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

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

Izuna Uchiha, using Susanoo for the first time, was clearly a bit clumsy. His awkward, massive hands couldn't catch the agile Tobirama Senju, which made him very anxious—he didn't even notice that blood tears were streaming out again.

"This won't do. If we keep dragging this out, the little cousin's prescription will go up by at least 1000 degrees. Gay Four, go and sell yourselves!"

Tobirama Senju 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 sell their backsides.

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

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

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

"Bang!!!"

Izuna Uchiha looked in surprise at the Senju clansman who had bumped into his hand. There was no time to think; fearing the opponent would escape again,

he manipulated the large 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 bewildered Izuna Uchiha with tears in their eyes, striking the bright yellow half-body giant as if their lives depended on it.

"Bang~ slap~ whoosh~"

Izuna Uchiha subconsciously swung his hands. The three flew up in response, were struck by immense force into mid-air, and turned into three mists of blood, disappearing from the world.

"Huh?"

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

"Hoo~ Damn it, Gay Four, I will avenge you!"

Watching his beloved subordinates die one after another, Tobirama Senju stood in the distance and roared, scaring Izuna Uchiha into thinking the opponent was about to use some ultimate move.

But after the white-haired man dropped his harsh words, he ran toward Hashirama Senju without looking back.

"Don't run!"

Izuna Uchiha felt a surge of urgency, but having consumed a significant amount of pupil power, his body went limp. He knelt on one knee, supporting his face, letting the trickling blood tears flow from the corners of his eyes.

"Hashirama!"

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

and Hashirama Senju, 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. He said in an extremely panicked voice:

"???"

Everyone in the group.

Our acting is seamless, how could it be exposed?

While the two brothers, Madara and Izuna Uchiha, were fighting like dogs over there, Zhi Uchiha, who had been silent all along, slowly walked to the side of Uchiha Gin's corpse.

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

The young girl felt her newly acquired Mangekyo, and a smile appeared on her pale little face.

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

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

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

No way, no way, little Zhi's pupil technique is actually about space-time ability? Won't I be discovered?

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

"Uh..."

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

"Tsk! So that's how it is, it's just so..."

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

Immediately after, she closed her aching Sharingan and looked at Uchiha Gin's lifeless remains with a scrutinizing gaze, reaching out to touch her dainty chin as if weighing something.

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

Zhi Uchiha, who had been thinking with her head lowered for a long while, seemed to have figured something out. A flash of inexplicable emotion crossed her eyes, and she moved to the side of Uchiha Gin's head.

She stretched out her jade-onion-like fingers and gently stroked Uchiha Gin's cold cheeks, as if caressing something precious.

Eh? Eh! Eh~

Uchiha Gin felt the girl's warm fingers brush across his face, and his heart stirred slightly. Could it be that he wasn't exposed, and the girl just figured things out, let go, and found peace?

"Mr. Gin..."

Her palm gently brushed across Uchiha Gin's handsome face. With eyes like water, Zhi Uchiha murmured to herself:

"How should I put this..."

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

Although to him, the strength 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 as if it had fallen into an ice cellar:

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

(End of chapter)