Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 24 Can I still play with my brothers?

The situation is not very good...

The sudden and violent explosion immediately plunged the scene into extreme chaos, with the two sides fighting right in front of each other.

The four brothers, hastily dodging the attacks, were thus forced to separate to opposite sides of the battlefield...

Hashirama was fine, but he definitely couldn't just walk through them, so he had to quickly take a detour...

"Door room...tiled room...plank room..."

Hashirama frowned deeply, his steps never faltering.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, Tobirama was clutching his injured shoulder, trying to stop the bleeding...

"Second brother! You...you're bleeding...what should we do..."

Itama looked anxious. The explosion had been so sudden that Tobirama could only react in time to shield his younger brother. Flying pebbles and broken blades cut Tobirama's right hand...

"I'm fine, ouch... Itama! Are you hurt?"

Ignoring his own profuse bleeding, Tobirama's first instinct upon regaining his senses was to check on his younger brother's safety.

After a quick glance at his younger brother, Tobirama was relieved to find no particularly serious wounds.

But Itama, somewhat flustered, continued, "Big Brother and the others...Big Brother and the others have gotten separated from us. We need to reunite with Big Brother first..."

Tobirama's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this...

This was on an extremely dangerous battlefield, and now they were even scattered. He had no mind to think about anything else; just protecting his younger brother was enough to give him confidence...

"Let's leave here first! Then we'll go and meet up with our older brother and the others!"

Tobirama acted decisively, and even in the worst-case scenario, he tried his best to remain calm.

He hastily tore a piece of cloth from his body and wrapped it around his injured arm, then quickly pulled Banjian away from this place of trouble.

Just as the two were rushing to the other side, a figure suddenly jumped down from the tree.

"Big brother!?"

Itama was stunned for a moment, because the person who suddenly appeared in front of him was his older brother, Hashirama.

When Hashirama saw the two brothers, his expression wasn't one of joy; instead, he immediately panicked...

"Tobirama! Aren't you with Kawarama?"

Seeing his elder brother in this state, Tobirama's heart sank to the bottom...

"It seems that Watama has gotten separated from us..."

Tobirama's voice wasn't loud, but his tone was becoming increasingly strained, almost losing its composure...

"How could this be... Third Brother... Waaah..."

Having never witnessed such a scene before, Itama was already overwhelmed, and with this terrible situation added to the burden, even his attempt to remain strong was futile...

Hashirama's expression was extremely pale. The people fighting over there were all very powerful; it was a battle they couldn't interfere with. If they were to go find...

"I'm going to find him! You all go back first!"

Hashirama didn't hesitate at all; he had to find his third brother. He couldn't imagine what would happen if his brother faced a group of enemies alone.

"Big brother! I..." Tobirama wanted to go with him, but the warmth from the other hand sent a shiver down his spine...

If I go with my older brother to find my third brother, what will happen to the board room? I can't just leave him here alone.

If he were to bring Itama along... he wasn't sure he could protect his younger brother.

Hashirama turned around, his eyes filled with determination.

"You all retreat first! Tobirama, you must take good care of Itama!"

Having said that, Hashirama leaped onto the tree again, disappearing from their sight in just a few steps...

"Itama, let's go back first and listen to our older brother..."

Tobirama couldn't worry about anything else. Staying here was extremely dangerous; his squad members were either dead or separated...

The battle was so brutal that the forest was littered with severed limbs and rivers of blood, making even Tobirama, who was used to seeing death, feel nauseous.

Tobirama held Itama's hand tightly and quickly retreated towards the clan's territory.

At least for now, he absolutely couldn't let Itama lose his life here. Perhaps it was out of guilt, or perhaps because he was the youngest brother...

He shouldn't have died in this pointless fight.

......

At this point, Watama was in a desperate situation...

He stubbornly stuck his weapon into the ground, resting his chin on the end of the hilt, barely supporting his body... The once cheerful and smiling man now had tears and blood streaming down his face.

He, who had just been blown away by the explosion, accidentally landed right in front of the enemy.

Faced with several adult ninjas, the outcome for Kawarama was predictable.

His reaction was quick; although the battle over there was intense, it was still too much for Kawarama to handle against the fighting power of an adult ninja...

He's still too young.

His right arm had been severed at the root... Blood kept flowing out, and he would surely die if this continued.

"Big brother... second brother..."

Wajima moved his feet with difficulty, feeling extremely heavy and on the verge of collapse.

He couldn't understand why his life, which he was simply living happily in his tribe's territory, had been disrupted by a sudden attack.

Although he knew there were many enemies outside his tribe, he always felt that they were still very far away from him...

The pain at the severed part of my right arm was excruciating. When the pain became unbearable, it felt as if the entire right side of my body, including my brain, had lost all sensation.

My vision grew increasingly blurry, and my steps became heavier and heavier.

He's so disappointed...

"I really want to play with my brothers again... Big Brother, Second Brother, and Little Brother..."

The faces of his family members appeared before Wajian's eyes, their short, brown, choppy hair stained red with blood, obscuring his vision, like a dream.

I'm about to die.

He didn't know if anyone was chasing him, and he saw no chance of survival, so... it didn't matter anymore.

My older brothers will be very sad, and I'm sure I'll cry my eyes out...

......

The battle between the two sides is nearing its end, with casualties accounting for nearly half of the total number of fighters...

Looking at the devastated battlefield, Ban felt somewhat lost.

He saw the will in the eyes of many Senju people, and he also saw the belief of his own people. They were all fighting for their clan, but why did he always feel that all of this was... absurd?

What remains after the war... destroyed forests, murdered people, and perhaps only an ever-deepening and more painful hatred...

"They're gone..."

Tajima wiped the blood off his body, casually bandaged his wounds, and gave instructions to Madara, who was still in a daze.

He had no reason to continue fighting at this point; too many of his people had died, and this battle was no longer worthwhile.

Complete failure.

This operation was not as easy as he had imagined. The resistance shown by the Senju clan far exceeded his expectations, so Tajima also had to bear the main responsibility for this failure.

Ban sighed deeply, turned around and followed his father, leaving the battlefield.

His younger brother is still waiting for him at home...