Hearing Uzumaki Yang's answer, Hashirama twitched the corner of his mouth. "What about you, Brother Yang? Why are you interested in the Uchihas?"
"Me?" Uzumaki Yang stroked his chin. "I'm not interested in the Uchihas. I just want to marry a Uchiha woman as my wife."
Hashirama abruptly leaned backward, his voice trembling. "Marry, marry a Uchiha as, as..."
Uzumaki Yang was used to Hashirama's surprise and waved his hand indifferently. "Stop stuttering. You heard me right. I want to marry a Uchiha woman as my wife."
Hashirama swallowed hard and opened his mouth several times before he could make a sound. "But, but... Why?"
"Why..." Uzumaki Yang scratched his head. "Look at what you're saying. Who doesn't like beautiful Uchihas?
Apart from having a bad temper, speaking rudely, and hitting hard, Uchihas are beautiful and unconditionally support their family members. They are the most ideal marriage partners! Aren't they a hundred times better than the simple - minded tomboys in our two ryo?
Moreover, the Uchiha clan are our enemies. We don't have to care too much about their thoughts after we take them back. Not to mention that the offspring might obtain the Sharingan, which provides a huge boost in battle. Anyway, it's great to grab a Uchiha woman as a wife, okay?"
Hashirama couldn't resist taking a step back.
"Hahaha, I was also shocked when I first heard this theory!" Uzumaki Yi finally came to his senses. "But after thinking it over, Yang isn't wrong. After getting to know them, you'll find that the Uchihas are really suitable as partners! However, if it's about finding a spouse, I think it's better if both parties agree!"
"Well, I'm just saying. Whether I can even grab a living one is a Mondai. The Uchihas have such a bad temper..." Uzumaki Yang sighed, but soon stroked his chin and said, "And there's another thing that I'm quite concerned about.
Given the physical fitness of our two clans, the Uchihas are generally smaller in stature compared to us. It's quite nice to have that feeling of being able to pick them up and carry them away easily."
"Yeah, that's true," Uzumaki Yi nodded in agreement. "The Uchihas' stature and appearance can really arouse others' desire to protect them."
Hashirama swallowed hard and took another step back—Good heavens! His interest in the Uchihas is definitely not in this aspect!
Uzumaki Yi was about to say something else when he suddenly turned his head to the other side, with a burning fighting spirit in his eyes. "What a coincidence... Yang, find something to cover Hashirama's face."
Hearing this, Uzumaki Yang pointed his finger at his forehead and closed his eyes to sense. After a moment, he curled his lips, took off his windproof scarf and threw it to Hashirama. "Damn, they're all men... I thought I'd meet my future wife when I came with you, you know."
Hashirama reached out to catch the scarf and put it on with some confusion. "Do we need to cover our faces if it's Uchiha Ryo?"
"And I've even dyed my hair..."
"If I remember the chakra fluctuations correctly... there should be a guy named Uchiha Masaki following Uchiha Ryo. He has an excellent memory. Since your two clans live close to each other, he might have seen you somewhere."
Uzumaki Yi explained, "If he tells Uchiha Ryo after seeing you, it won't be so easy to handle things today."
Hearing this, Hashirama fell silent suspiciously for a moment. He tightened his scarf and buried his face deeper. "I think that Uchiha Ryo might not need others to tell him that I'm Senju..."
"Haha, Uchiha Ryo isn't such a rigid person. I think as long as we can deceive his clan members, it'll be okay."
"Brother Yi, how can you be so sure..."
"Well, if I have to say...," Uzumaki Yi gave a thumbs-up and said, "Intuition!"
"..." Although intuition can be useful sometimes, Brother Yi, look at the situation!
Hashirama silently covered his face and began to seriously reflect on whether it was too hasty for him to come to Uchiha Ryo now.
But at this moment, it was like an arrow on the string and had to be shot. He didn't have time to hesitate. After taking a deep breath, Hashirama took out a Kunai and held it in his hand. [I hope the people over there will ignore me. No, I'd better hope not too many people come. If I'm taken as a breakthrough point, it'll really be troublesome.]
As the sound of footsteps got closer, Hashirama finally saw the three people walking out of the forest. The one in the lead was Uchiha Ryo, whom he had been longing for. One of the other two seemed to be of his own generation. His hand was on the hilt of his Tantō, looking a bit on guard. It should be Madara Uchiha. As for the Uchiha Masaki that Uzumaki Yi mentioned...
Hashirama quietly looked up at the man and happened to meet his scrutinizing gaze. Hashirama couldn't help but be startled. But the man just glanced at him a few times and quickly looked away as if he had seen something offensive. Hashirama even heard the man's undisguised complaint - [Are the Uzumaki clan just trying to scare people now instead of doing seals? What the fuck kind of crazy hairstyle is this?]
That was bad enough. Just after Uchiha Masaki said this, Madara Uchiha, who was probably his most likely competitor of the same generation, also poked his head out and took a look at him. Hashirama could clearly see the man's suddenly constricted and slightly trembling pupils.
Hashirama: ...
What's wrong with a watermelon head?
He liked his watermelon head!
You Uchiha guys all have spiky hair!
Hashirama was sulking there all by himself, but Uzumaki Yi had already drawn out his two swords with shining eyes. "Uchiha Ryo! Long time no see!"
"Long time no see, Yi." Uchiha Ryo also smiled and drew out his staff-sword. "I didn't expect Moku to really convey the message properly. It's a little more unexpected than I thought."
"Of course! How could I not respond to your sincere feelings!" Uzumaki Yi's fighting spirit became even stronger. "Come on! Uchiha Ryo! Let me see if you still deserve the title of [Undefeated]!"
"I have such a title?"
Uchiha Ryo frowned and tapped the tip of his blade on the ground. "I've never even heard of it..."
"Of course you haven't. Because it's a name we came up with ourselves after gathering intelligence about you!"
Hashirama clearly saw the obvious surprise on Uchiha Ryo's face after hearing Uzumaki Yi's words. But soon, a faint electric glow started to flicker around his body, and a smile curled up on his lips. "Well, I'm really honored by the praise then."