What fun is there in this world where "Madara was killed by him himself"?

The next second...

He felt the girl's warm fingers fall on the corner of his mouth. She still didn't understand what distance meant, so she only relied on instinct to get close to the person she wanted to get close to. She gently rubbed it away with her soft fingers that were slightly calloused.

With a smile on his lips, he said softly: "Sir Hashirama... when you don't want to laugh, you can actually stop smiling, right?"

"...You are right." Senju Hashirama raised his hand, grabbed the girl's finger, and said in a serious tone, "But Hoshi-chan, if I don't smile, many people will be worried."

"..." The girl's eyes widened slightly. After being stunned for a moment, she whispered, "I'm sorry... Lord Hashirama, I don't understand..."

"It doesn't matter." Senju Hashirama released her fingers and touched her head kindly, "Your life is still very long, and you will understand sooner or later." Therefore, this child can live according to her own will.

Well, there is really no need to get entangled with the life of a dying person like him, it will only be a drag.

"...Hmm." The girl nodded obediently, and then asked, "Then... Lord Hashirama, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Um?"

"Just like..." She looked down at Senju Hashirama's hand, which was still holding her own, then raised her head and said seriously, "Just as Hashirama-sama is helping me, I also want to help you."

At this moment...

Senju Hashirama suddenly wasn't sure: Did he ask for help?

In many things, he just wanted to bear it alone silently, but at this moment, she said this. So...did he accidentally ask for help, and was she keenly aware of it? Or...

But no matter what, maybe as his younger brother Tobirama said, this child might really be like him.

Whenever she sees someone who needs her helping hand, she will probably do so no matter how many times.
Chapter completed!