Chapter 377

377. Chapter 369: You never know which will come first, surprise or accident

Konoha.

In the Hokage office, which was usually handled by three people, only two remained at their posts. Uchiha Madara and Senju Tobirama sat on the left and right sides of the Hokage's high seat, only the main person, Senju Hashirama, was missing.

If you ask why?

The Hokage also needs a vacation~

"Hey! Be serious even when slacking off. You've been holding that letter and spacing out since you started work. Are you treating me like air?"

Senju Tobirama, who had been paying attention to Uchiha Madara for a long time, saw that the other party was still frowning and spacing out. Unable to bear it any longer, he reminded him.

"I'm thinking about serious business."

Uchiha Madara turned his head away, his tone cold. With Senju Hashirama gone, he didn't want to share a room with this hateful white-haired guy at all.

"Heh~ Serious business? What you're holding in your hand, I'm afraid it's not a joint petition from villagers reporting the evil deeds of the Uchiha clan, right?"

For Uchiha Madara's explanation, Senju Tobirama naturally sneered, his scarlet eyes carrying a thick look of mockery when he spoke.

"Hmph~"

"Feeling guilty? Hand it over!"

Seeing that Uchiha Madara actually didn't explain and wanted to put the letter away, Senju Tobirama's curiosity grew.

"It has nothing to do with you."

Uchiha Madara, holding the black envelope, shook his head. Senju Tobirama, seeing this, had a cold smile on his lips and raised his finger slightly.

The next moment, Uchiha Madara only saw a blue light flash before his eyes. He subconsciously narrowed his eyes. When he opened them again, the letter in his hand had already fallen into Senju Tobirama's hand.

"Are you being polite?"

Senju Tobirama's act of snatching made Uchiha Madara a bit angry. His cold, bone-chilling eyes gradually turned scarlet, and gloomy, obscure pupil power overflowed the entire office in the blink of an eye.

"Anxious? Let me see what kind of things your Uchiha clan has done that have angered both gods and men... Huh???"

Senju Tobirama, who was originally looking uneasy, was stunned for a moment upon opening the envelope, and then it turned into thick solemnity.

"The content in this letter..."

"Should be true."

Uchiha Madara, who had no intention of hiding it, didn't cover it up either. After dispersing the scarlet in his eyes, he nodded generously.

"You can't go. The Nine-Tails is Konoha's asset."

"Heh~ I didn't want to go in the first place, but since you said that, I actually want to go again."

The tone of Senju Tobirama's speech made Uchiha Madara feel uncomfortable, so he immediately sneered.

This letter suddenly appeared by Uchiha Madara's pillow last night. He thought it was a prank played by his nephew, but the content of the letter made him have to be cautious.

Uchiha Madara originally thought about taking the letter to discuss with Senju Hashirama early this morning on how to deal with it, but that guy left him a pile of messes and went home on vacation, leaving only the white-haired guy who never missed work in the office.

"You dare! I'm going to find Big Brother right now!"

"Are you a brother-worshipper? Everything is brother, brother, brother~"

Taking advantage of Senju Tobirama's wild thoughts, Uchiha Madara stood up and snatched back the black envelope, full of mockery.

"Rest assured, I won't go. I have no interest in those defeated losers. However, I do want to see if that Decade Knight is really as magical as the legends say?"

With a flame in his hand, the black envelope was burned to ashes by Uchiha Madara. He couldn't raise any interest in this so-called Knight War at all. Rather than pecking at each other with those weaklings, it was better to wait for the organizer to come to the door.

He didn't believe that Decade Knight could take the Nine-Tails away!

"That's a wish. Aren't you tempted?"

Senju Tobirama, who didn't trust Uchiha Madara, frowned and asked.

"Hmph~ I, Uchiha Madara, will take whatever I want myself!"

"Then why are you shamelessly asking that curly-haired guy for New Year's money?"

Looking at the righteous Uchiha Madara, Senju Tobirama was full of confusion.

"Ahem ahem..."

Ask the world what can make Uchiha Madara break his defense; only the cousin who spends money like water~

Senju Clan grounds.

"Grandpa! Where are you taking me to play~"

Two figures, one big and one small, sneaked along the small alley toward the Konoha commercial street. The smaller figure pulled the black-haired man who was poking his head around in front of her, full of curiosity.

"Shh~ Little Tsunade, don't let your grandmother's eyes and ears find out."

Senju Hashirama made a "shh" gesture to his beloved little granddaughter, then poked his head out of the alley, confirmed that there was no one else around, picked up little Tsunade, who was full of confusion, and ran out of the Senju clan's sphere of influence in one go.

"Phew~ A narrow escape."

Safely arriving at the Konoha commercial street, Senju Hashirama didn't find any signs of being followed. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and patted his chest.

"Nah nah~ Grandpa, this isn't the way to the amusement park, right?"

Little Tsunade, held in Senju Hashirama's arms, raised her head and blinked. She found that the route her grandfather was taking was a bit unfamiliar.

"Hehe~ It's rare for Grandpa to have free time today. I'll take you to a good place to open your eyes!"

Senju Hashirama, who had arranged his work for Uchiha Gin and Senju Tobirama and was on vacation at home, met little Tsunade, who happened to be on vacation.

Unable to resist his granddaughter's soft pestering to go to the amusement park, Senju Hashirama thought that playing was playing, so he might as well take her to the place he often frequented to gain some knowledge.

"Grandpa will treat you to ice cream~"

Passing by Mixue Bingcheng, the generous Senju Hashirama took out his shriveled wallet, took out a few 100-ryo banknotes, bought two crispy cone ice creams, and turned to give one to little Tsunade.

"I also want to drink boba milk tea!"

Looking at the slightly shabby ice cream, little Tsunade pouted and pointed to the eye-catching brown sweet water on the sign.

"Tsk... this..."

Senju Hashirama opened his wallet, revealing a difficult expression. If he bought boba milk tea again, his important gambling capital would become less and less.

"Wait until Grandpa wins money later, I'll definitely buy it for you!"

Closing his wallet, Senju Hashirama promised little Tsunade seriously.

"Huh?"

Grandpa, what on earth are you going to do?

Finishing the crispy cone in a few bites, Senju Hashirama took little Tsunade through the alleys of the street for a while. After several turns, they stood in front of a shop filled with smoke.

"Konoha... Gambling... House?"

Little Tsunade, who could already recognize quite a few words, frowned and said the shop's sign word by word. Although she didn't quite understand the meaning of the four words added together, she always felt that this shop had an inexplicable attraction, and a voice in her mind was urging her to go in quickly.

"Hmph hmph~ I'll definitely be able to kill all sides today!"

Senju Hashirama, whose heart was itching, rubbed his hands excitedly, his face full of fighting spirit. He waved his hand, pushed open the shop door, and led the ignorant little Tsunade inside.

"Place your bets!"

"1, 1, 2, Small!"

"I'm going all in!"

"Ahem..."

As soon as she entered the door, little Tsunade was dizzy from the noisy sounds in the shop. The smoke and sweat in the air made her feel slightly uncomfortable. Out of fear of the strange environment, she tightly gripped Senju Hashirama's clothes and wouldn't let go.

"Ah! Look, it's Konoha's Unbeatable Man!"

Senju Hashirama's appearance instantly attracted the attention of all the gamblers in the room, who looked over with red eyes and tiger-like gazes.

"Lord Hokage, long time no see!"

At this time, the manager of the gambling house also came over nimbly, bowing to Senju Hashirama neither humbly nor arrogantly, without showing too much fear because of the other party's identity.

"I'm here to play a few rounds. Please help me exchange this money for chips~"

Facing ordinary people, Senju Hashirama didn't have any Hokage airs. He smiled, took out his wallet, and handed the thin stack of money inside to the gambling house manager.

"Uh... just this much?"

Feeling the weightless banknotes in his hand, the gambling house manager didn't believe in evil and asked. You are a Hokage, after all; you only brought this little money when you went out?

"Haha! Small gambling is for fun~ Small gambling is for fun~"

Senju Hashirama scratched the back of his head and laughed a few times to cover up the embarrassment in his heart.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The gambling house manager's eyes twitched a few times, and he turned to hand the banknotes of less than 10,000 ryo in his hand to a staff member on the side. The staff member was stunned for a moment.

"Is this... a tip?"

A bit too little, right?

"Why don't you hurry up and exchange it for chips for Lord Hokage!"

The gambling house manager glared at the stunned staff member with some breathlessness.

"Ah? Yes!"

Before long, a few chips fell into the smiling Senju Hashirama's hands. The gamblers who had been coveting for a long time saw such shabby gambling capital and sighed one after another.

Today's fat sheep is a bit thin. It can be slaughtered, but it's not necessary.

"Let's go, Little Tsunade~"

Senju Hashirama, happy and cheerful, patted his little granddaughter, who was frowning, and walked toward his favorite dice table.

"Grandpa, is this... gambling?"

Walking on the small path of the gambling house, Tsunade was attracted by the dazzling array of gambling tools on both sides, her big eyes blinking, full of thick curiosity.

"That's right. You just watch Grandpa kill all sides from behind. When I win a full pot later, I'll take you to eat a big meal!"

Turning the chips in his hand, Senju Hashirama had an arrogant expression, his sleeves flicked, as if he were possessed by a gambling god.

"Big!"

After watching for a while at the table, Senju Hashirama, who saw the right time, placed the chips in his hand on the "Big" character without hesitation. According to his calculation, this table had already opened four "Small"s, so it should be time for a "Big", right?

The gamblers at the table saw Senju Hashirama place his chips on "Big" and switched to "Small" one after another.

"Place your bets!"

"1, 3, 1, Small!"

As the dealer opened the cup, the red dots on the three dice symbolizing the smallest number hit Senju Hashirama like a heavy blow.

"Impossible, impossible..."

"I don't believe it! Continue to bet on Big!"

"2, 1, 2, Small!"

"Come again. If it's Small again, I'll eat this table!"

"1, 2, 3, Small!"

"Thump!"

Before playing a few rounds, Senju Hashirama's already few chips instantly left only the last one. Looking at the only remaining fruit in his hand, his eyes were full of defeat.

Could it be that he really has no gambling luck?

Just as Senju Hashirama was about to give up, little Tsunade, who had been watching the battle, tugged at his clothes.

"Nah nah~ Grandpa, can you let me play a round?"

Senju Hashirama looked down and saw little Tsunade's eyes glowing with gold, her little face full of anticipation.

"Uh... sorry, Little Tsunade. Next time Grandpa will definitely treat you to milk tea."

Senju Hashirama, feeling incredibly guilty, couldn't bear to let his little granddaughter be disappointed again, so he handed the last chip to her.

"Wow~"

The moment she touched the chip, little Tsunade felt a sense of compatibility from her soul. Holding this significant chip in her small hands, she stood on tiptoe and placed it on the 666 leopard position.

"Hahaha..."

And this behavior drew ridicule from the gamblers around. After laughing, they didn't continue to pay attention. Without Senju Hashirama, the causality gambling god, the gamblers at the table began to bet on both sides, and the stacked chips were several times more than before.

After all, if you win, you won't earn much, so most people were betting privately on whether Senju Hashirama was as magical as the legends said.

"Oh my~ Little Tsunade, you should have bought Big!"

Senju Hashirama was so anxious that he scratched his head. He couldn't watch his little granddaughter throw away money~

"But I think these three numbers are very auspicious~"

Little Tsunade shook her head, looking at the three 6s with eyes like torches. She had a premonition that with the blessing of a novice, she would definitely be invincible.

"Place your bets!"

The expressionless dealer patted the cup, looked around, and opened it slowly.

"6, 6, 6!"

"Ah?"

"Wow~ Grandpa! So many chips!"

In the gambling house, little Tsunade, holding a large bucket of chips in both hands, narrowed her eyes happily, not forgetting to show off to Senju Hashirama behind her while walking.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Senju Hashirama, lost and soul-less, made an unbelievable sound. Looking at little Tsunade who had earned so many chips in one go, he pinched his thigh hard.

"Ouch!"

There is pain; this is real.

Could it be that his granddaughter is also the reincarnation of a gambling god?

If so, whose reincarnation is he?

"This is interesting, I bet..."

"Clatter clatter~"

"This one also..."

"Clatter clatter~"

"This..."

"Clatter clatter~ clatter clatter~ clatter clatter~"

Following little Tsunade's killing of all sides, the chips that were only one bucket just now instantly doubled super-doubly. Senju Hashirama saw this and his eyes went black. He had been in the casino for most of his life and had never won so much money.

He had lost quite a bit, though.

"Grandpa! Hurry up, I haven't played enough yet~"

Little Tsunade, who was in the invincible novice protection period, had been carried away by victory. Her fair little face was flushed red, and she urged Senju Hashirama, who was carrying the chips behind her, with a sweet voice.

"Worthy of being my good granddaughter~"

Senju Hashirama, carrying the chips, shook his head and accelerated his pace, still sighing at his granddaughter's invincible gambling luck.

"Eh?"

However, before taking a few steps, Senju Hashirama suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and blinked in surprise.

"Grandpa!"

"Oh! Coming!"

Only thinking it was chest tightness caused by poor air circulation in the gambling house, Senju Hashirama didn't care about this inexplicable discomfort.

"Dice are still more interesting~"

After playing a round, little Tsunade finally returned to the initial dice table. The three exquisite little dice seemed to have a magical attraction. She licked her lips and made a shocking decision.

"Grandpa, put all the chips on 666!"

"Huh?"

Senju Hashirama was stunned. The discomfort in his chest became more and more obvious. But looking at little Tsunade's serious expression, he still chose to believe her and raised his hand to place the mountain-like chips on the gambling table.

The gamblers watching, one by one, had already killed until their eyes were red. Looking at the mountain of chips, they gritted their teeth and placed their family wealth on other options.

"Damn it! I don't believe in evil!"

"How can there be consecutive leopards? I bet on Small!"

"All in!"

"Place... place your bets!"

The dealer, who was expressionless just now, was now sweating profusely. This kind of tense and exciting gambling game was something he had never encountered since he started his career.

"Ding~"

As the cup was slowly uncovered, everyone stretched their necks to get a glimpse.

"6!"

"6!!"

"Still... 6!!"

"Yay!"

Little Tsunade jumped up excitedly. Just as she wanted to share the joy of victory with her grandfather, she turned her head and saw Senju Hashirama, who was usually glowing with health, looking deathly pale.

"Congratulations..."

"Thump!"

Before the voice fell, Senju Hashirama, who felt that he was losing something in his body, finally couldn't resist this sudden weakness and fell straight backward with soft legs.

"Grandpa, don't pretend to be dead. If you want chips, I'll lend them to you~" (End of chapter)