Hokage I Have A Fighting System

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Seven: Picking Out the Identity

Hatake Shuowen sat next to the small river, lit a fire, holding a wooden skewers in his hand, and a live river fish was skewered on the wooden skewers.

There is also a wooden barrel beside Hatake Shuowen. In the wooden barrel, there are five or six days of fresh river fish pouncing in the barrel.

Teng.

The high temperature makes the river fish change color quickly, and the power of the flame makes the fish skin quickly form a Maillard reaction. The perfect coking layer makes the index finger move.

“What’s the matter? How can black smoke come out there? Could it be that Hashirama is already here?” A young hedgehog raised his head and looked at the thick black smoke in the distance and said in surprise.

The hedgehog head boy ran quickly in the direction where the black smoke came out.

While the Hedgehog Head was still coming quickly in the direction where the black smoke came out, the Watermelon Head Boy had already appeared next to Hatake Shuowen.

“Brother, you really came.” The watermelon head boy looked at Hatake Shuowen beside him very excitedly and said.

“Smelly boy, have you eaten yet?” Hatake Shuowen asked the watermelon head boy next to him angrily.

“No, I’m afraid that you won’t come, elder brother, so I will come here as soon as I wake up.” The watermelon head boy shook his head slightly to Hatake Shuowen.

“Okay, kid, here’s this for you.” Hatake Shuowen threw the grilled fish on the grilled fish at the watermelon head boy.

“It’s hot~” The watermelon head boy took the grilled fish thrown by Hatake Shuowen in a panic.

“Boy, can you not be so reckless.” Hatake Shuowen said helplessly to the boy with watermelon head in front of him.

“I see, big brother!” The watermelon head boy nodded again and again, but his eyes were always on the grilled fish in his hand.

Hatake Shuowen shook his head slightly. He knew that the smelly kid in front of him obviously didn’t listen to his words.

“Good smell! Big brother, I didn’t expect your craft to be so good. By the way, what is your name, big brother, I don’t know your name until now?” The watermelon head boy gobbled up the grilled fish while facing it. Hatake Shuowen next to him asked curiously.

“You can call me Big Brother Fujiwara.” Hatake Shuowen thought for a while and said to the boy with watermelon head in front of him.

“Boy, where’s your name? It’s not very polite to just ask someone else’s name instead of reporting your own name.” Hatake Shuowen smiled and said as he looked at the watermelon head boy in front of him.

“Brother Fujiwara, my name is Hashirama, you just call me Hashirama.” Hashirama scratched his hair and smiled while looking at Hatake Shuowen in front of him.

“Then what is the name of the hedgehog-headed kid who was talking with you yesterday?” Hatake Shuowen’s eyes lighted up at Hashirama in front of him.

“His name is Madara, Big Brother Fujiwara, he’s stinky, let me tell you.” Hashirama looked at Hatake Shuowen in front of him with a bit of annoyance and said loudly.

“Sure enough, in the Sengoku era, I didn’t expect that I would actually meet you two, Senju Hashirama, Uchiha Madara.” Hatake Shuowen was very excited when he heard what Hashirama said.

“However, these two little ghosts should have deliberately failed to give each other their surnames, otherwise, because of the relationship between the Senju family and the Uchiha family, it is impossible for the two of them to sit together and chat peacefully, and it depends on the situation yesterday. , The two of them are obviously not the first day to meet.” Hatake Shuowen carefully observed Senju Hashirama in front of him and thought to himself.

“Hashirama! Who told you to speak ill of me behind your back!” Uchiha Madara finally rushed to the edge of the river at this time. As a result, Senju Hashirama was talking bad things about himself to a strange man. Angry.

“Oh, Madara, you are here. It’s not right. Why did you come so early today? It stands to reason that you should have to wait about half an hour before you come.” Hashirama looked at Uchiha Madara, who was standing across the river. Said unexpectedly.

“If I don’t come, you fellow, I don’t know how many things have been said about us in this kind of unknown person.” Uchiha Madara looked at Hatake Shuowen sitting next to Senju Hashirama very vigilantly.

“Sure enough, Uchiha Madara, this natural Senju Hashirama Mar Daha is different. Although Senju Hashirama will be wise and foolish at critical times, it is definitely not Uchiha Madara’s step-by-step character.” Hatake Shuowen looked at Uchiha who was very calm in front of him. Madara thought quickly in her heart.

“Madara, what are you talking about! Brother Fujiwara is not a bad person!” Senju Hashirama frowned and said to Uchiha Madara in front of him.

“Brother Fujiwara? Fujiwara? I haven’t heard of this surname at all. Could it be a small clan who is not famous at all, otherwise, how could I say my surname to Hashirama without reservation.” Uchiha Madara’s black double Hitomi blinked and stared at Hatake Shuowen not far away.

“Fart boy? Have you eaten lunch? Come here if you haven’t eaten it. How many grilled fish I have.” Hatake Shuowen was not angry, but smiled and waved to Uchiha Madara.

“Huh!” Uchiha Madara Tsundere snorted, but he was still defeated by the strange fragrance of the grilled fish in Hatake Shuowen’s hands.

No way, the seasoning used by Hatake Shuowen on the grilled fish is something that didn’t exist in the Sengoku era. Besides, Uchiha Madara did not eat lunch, so he skipped the river and snatched the grilled fish from Hatake Shuowen.

“Sure enough, the Tsundere of the Uchiha clan is hereditary.” Hatake Shuowen looked at Uchiha Madara with a black line.

Soon, Hatake Shuowen caught five or six grilled fish. Hatake Shuowen only ate one, and the remaining five went into the stomachs of Senju Hashirama and Uchiha.

“You two little ghosts, should both be ninjas.” Hatake Shuowen looked at the wooden sticks in the same place and said to Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama abruptly.

“You!” Uchiha Madara looked at Hatake Shuowen in front of him and instantly moved away from him.

“Madara, please calm down first. Brother Fujiwara is not malicious to us.” Hashirama said to Uchiha Madara in front of him quickly.

Senju Hashirama actually knew that Uchiha Madara was a ninja, but due to the chaos of Sengoku, the two of them never said clearly.

Because in this chaotic era, once the identities of the two parties are determined, it is extremely likely that a direct war will begin, and it will be impossible for him and Madara to communicate peacefully.

Therefore, although the two people knew it in their hearts, they had never opened the skylight to speak up. Today, Hatake Shuowen said so that both of them had to face this problem.

Senju Hashirama really didn’t want to make things to this point. After more than a week of exchanges, Senju Hashirama had already regarded Uchiha Madara as a confidant with a common ideal. He didn’t want to lose such a friend.