He chose the latter.

"Okay, Xiao Twelve Lang, you pay the bill."

"...Huh? Why? Why me??"

"Because it was you who suggested paying the bill?"

"But Madara, you ate all the sweets on the table..."

"Then let's play guessing games."

"Oh! Okay!!!" Young Hashirama—?heard this

A?, and suddenly became energetic, "—? The game is decided? The winner or the best of three games?"

"Anything is fine." Young Ban raised his chin and muttered in his mind - Hashirama, you guy really doesn't have any points.

As expected.

After two games, the young Hashirama went to the counter to pay the bill honestly, and then looked at the completely empty money bag and felt like crying - ah ah ah, it was spent so fast, Tobirama must be...

Do you doubt it?

Then? I will think about it again and again...

There is no doubt that the second brother's thoughts are really giving the eldest brother a headache.

The young man with age spots curled up his mouth slightly: ———Gah————

However, if this guy's idea satisfies him, then treat him to a cake, his favorite kind, the salty one, the hard one, the weird one with no fun at all.

Food. Gee, this guy really doesn't have much taste in food. However, Senju's guys are almost like this, very rough, so Uchiha is better.

Coincidentally, what the young Hashirama is thinking about at the moment is - the Uchiha's are pretty good-looking, but the relationship within the clan seems to be too messy, so the Senju is better.

All I can say is——

What? What is spiritual communication? Friends!

This is it!!!

The author has something to say: This is probably a spiritual friend [seriously]

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 20210501 18:00:00~20210502 18:00:00~

Thank you to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 14 bottles of the light fade of time; 1 bottle of Westinghouse Dark, aiii;
Chapter completed!