Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 122 What else could Tobirama do?

Takita looked at a piece of paper on the table and asked thoughtfully, "Hmm... So now we need a common pattern, like a family crest or emblem?"

“That’s right~” Hashirama nodded, pointing to several patterns drawn on the paper. “Takita, what do you think? Which one is better?”

There were three patterns in front of them: a leaf, a flame, and a moon... Needless to say, Takita could tell that they represented the three of them.

However, this is still quite one-sided, failing to represent the common characteristics of the three families...

"If you ask me, we can just use the character '忍' (ren, meaning to endure) as a design. Why bother with all this?" Madara shrugged and smiled absentmindedly.

Hashirama scoffed, "That won't do. After all, we have so many places in the ninja world besides the Land of Fire. We can't represent all the ninjas in the entire ninja world..."

"Sigh...troublesome." Madara sighed softly.

Takita couldn't decide. After looking around for a while, he still couldn't think of anything particularly suitable, so he simply picked up a pen from the table and started scribbling and drawing...

"Hmm... like this first... then like this?"

Takita scribbled something on the paper, creating a crooked and distorted pattern that looked like a leaf, only more abstract.

“Now that our village has been named, let’s draw something around that name, like this one…” Takita pushed the paper in front of the two of them, looking forward to their feedback.

"what?"

Madara's eyes lit up. Although Takita's drawing was crooked, at that moment, he really felt a sense of recognition for this symbol.

"This one's nice! How about this one?" Hashirama quickly picked it up and examined it from left to right, becoming more and more satisfied with it. He couldn't help but reach out and ruffle Takita's hair. "Takita, you're amazing! This design is great!"

"Ah... then this one will do..." Takita blushed slightly, chuckled, and his mood improved considerably.

Actually, he didn't think too much when he started drawing; he just kept drawing and drew it.

If Yan Yi were to see it, he would be greatly surprised, because what Takita drew was exactly the same as the pattern on the Konoha headband in his memory.

Now that the design has been decided, then...

Hashirama put down the paper in his hand and looked at Takita expectantly, asking, "Where do you think we should put this design?"

Takita frowned slightly and thought about it seriously for a moment.

The Hagoromo clan's crest is printed on their armor, as is the Senju clan's. The Uchiha... well, it seems to be printed on their backs. That conspicuous flame fan is definitely cool, but...

That's not intuitive enough! To gain a shared sense of agreement from everyone...

Takita suddenly paused, seeing Hashirama in front of him, and remembered his image as a big brother with a watermelon head... that white headband, it seems pretty good?

"How about... we tie it to your forehead?" Takita asked tentatively.

Madara raised an eyebrow and began to ponder... but only for two seconds, Madara seemed to have figured something out and nodded with a look of sudden realization.

"Hey, I got it! Just tie it to your head and make it into a metal headband!"

Hashirama was taken aback, then scratched his cheek somewhat embarrassedly, saying awkwardly, "Dan... what's wrong with you...?"

"Ah, yeah... Don't you like to tie a white cloth on your forehead? And your white-haired little brother likes to wear a mask, so shouldn't they be combined?" Madara said with a teasing look, but his tone was actually very relaxed.

“Alright then... Hahaha... Let’s make it into a metal headband! And then stamp it with our symbol! That’s what Konoha ninjas are like!” Hashirama nodded and said confidently.

Takita pursed his lips; his mood, without him even realizing it, seemed to have improved somewhat. At least... he could still help with the village's development!

Even though half of his feelings were for Yan Yi back then, he still hasn't changed his mind. Because he likes Yan Yi, even if he's completely rejected now, he'll still subconsciously consider Yan Yi's feelings.

As long as she and her two older brothers can manage the village well and plan for its future development, Yan Yi should be happy forever.

......

Tobirama Senju, looking at the two brothers with their heads bowed, was furious.

However, Tobirama loved his younger brothers very much and couldn't bear to scold them, so he vented all his resentment on them.

"Are you really...decided?" Tobirama asked one last question, his tone tinged with helplessness.

"Yes, Second Brother."

Watama raised his head, his eyes filled with determination. Although he didn't want to disobey his brother, he had already made up his mind about Hikaru, so he had to get his brother's approval for them to be together no matter what.

Although Itama still looked somewhat weak, his eyes said it all.

"You too, Banban...sigh..."

Tobirama gave his two younger brothers a final hug and stroked their heads. Even though he was in a complete mess, he had no choice but to compromise.

"I understand... I agree... But! If I find out they bullied my brother, I will absolutely..."

"No, Second Brother, that kind of thing won't happen!" Watama felt like he had been granted a pardon and immediately smiled, rubbing against Tobirama... as if he was trying to be cute.

"...Never mind, whatever makes you happy."

What could Tobirama do? He could only comply.

He had repeatedly told himself that his younger brother was lucky; at least they had met the people they loved. As long as they were happy, nothing else mattered...

However... Tobirama still felt a sense of injustice, and no matter how he thought about it, he felt completely cheated.

Having received approval, the tile-roofed and board-roofed rooms have begun tidying up their belongings.

Tobirama suppressed his frustration, hiding in his room, staring at the series of spells laid out before him...

"Since it can't be changed... I must! I must make sure they have a way to have descendants! The Senju clan must not be extinct!" With a sharp look in his eyes, Tobirama continued to immerse himself in the research of ninjutsu.

Even though his ideas were somewhat fanciful and even completely unrealistic, he did not back down at all for his younger brother and for the Senju clan.

There wasn't much to pack in the board room; he only brought two sets of clothes. In fact, he didn't even need to bring any clothes, since his physique was no different from Yan Yi's.

Moreover, this wasn't the first or second time he'd worn Yan Yi's clothes; he'd even worn Yan Yi's underwear... uh... Thinking of this, Itama's hands froze a little.

"Ah, Itama, you were such an idiot before! You've been completely naked with each other countless times, and Yan Yi has even helped you clean up so many times... How come you didn't have any self-awareness back then!"

My emotions were rising, and a feeling of shyness instantly took over my mind. The white fur on the left side of the partition, which was already a bit frizzy, was now even more frizzy, looking from a distance like an ear sticking up.

"No, no, Yan Yi is still waiting for me, I have to hurry!" Scratching his head, Banjian continued to pack his clothes.

After slightly calming down from her shyness, Itama noticed the bracelet locked on her left wrist, and her eyes softened.

This unprecedented sense of security... and the feeling of being able to be absolutely honest with Yan Yi, were like strong liquor, intoxicating the simple and kind-hearted Itama...

Ah... this feeling is so intoxicating!