Seventh Reincarnation
Stone Throwing Game

In the Sengoku era, people did not mention the names of the clans when getting acquainted, as there was likely to be hostility between their clans.

That is why Madara and Hashirama only say names without mentioning clan names.

"So what's your name, brother?"

Hashirama sat on the other side of Ars and did the same, putting his feet into the river water.

"Look at that, Madara. This is manners."

"Tsk."

Madara clicked his tongue while throwing his face away.

Ars looks at the young Hashirama, and repeats his introduction.

"You can call me Ars."

"Unusual name." Hashirama.

"I also find this uncle's name very strange." Madara strongly agreed.

"Whatever."

Ars was too lazy to correct Madara's mention of him.

Unlike Hashirama who looked relaxed, Madara looked alert as if ready to attack at any time if the other party made a suspicious move.

(Haaa... Even children participate in the war. This is not a safe year for children.)

Ars has seen many children kill each other just because of clan differences.

"Want a drink?"

Secretly opened the [Storage Magic], then took out three bottles of cold coca cola, and offered them both.

"No, thank you."

Madara refused. He would not accept food and drink from unknown persons.

What if it's poisonous?

"Wow, this is the first time I've seen a container like this."

Compared to Madara's cautious demeanor, Hashirama did not resist and observed the bottle in his hand curiously.

"This is how you open it."

Ars demonstrates opening the bottle cap, then drinking coca cola.

Hashirama imitated him, and began to drink.

"It's a feeling I've never felt... It's a little weird, but it's delicious."

Then he drank so that only leaving half a bottle.

*gulp*

Seeing Hashirama did not look poisoned, and put on an addictive expression. Madara gulps.

Ars notices this, and throws coca cola at him.

"Let's just relax, it's just a regular drink. Look at Hashirama, he's fine after drinking, right? Just try it, I guarantee you'll like it."

"Hmph, I didn't ask. But it'll be redundant if it's thrown away."

Making excuses for herself, Madara opened the bottle and drank.

After taking a sip, his eyes sparkled brightly and like Hashirama, he drank voraciously.

"What is this drink made of? Why is there a stabbing sensation when drinking it." He said astonished.

"Coca cola is a carbonated drink." Answer Ars.

"Coca cola? What a strange name, like your name, uncle."

"Your words are very venomous, bad boy."

"But what Madara said was true, be it brothers and this drink, the name sounds unique."

"Even Hashirama..."

Ars claimed his name is different from the names of people in this world who have Japanese elements.

"It's boring to just sit, let's play!" Hashirama stood up and invited them to play.

"played? You are a child." Madara is acting pretty mature.

"You are still a child." Ars rolled his eyes at him

Hashirama picked up a rock on the ground, and explained the game he was thinking about.

"We play rock throwing. The way to play is easy, we throw stones into the river, and the winner is the person whose throwing stones bounce the most on the surface of the water. How's it?"

"Sure, I'm bored too." Ars agrees.

Then they both saw Madara.

"Alright, I just have to play together. It's a trivial game, I'll show you both my prowess."

Madara took the stone, and threw it.

(The way he threw that new one, he must have used to hold Shuriken.) Hashirama thought after a brief observation.

The rock only bounced four times before sinking.

"As if you could do better than me!" Madara said annoyed.

"After seeing my throw, you'll realize how bad you are, bad boy."

Ars plays a stone in his hand.

Although he was already over 1000 years old, and had experienced the ups and downs of life, he still maintained a youth mentality.

His attitude changed slightly compared to before after meeting and interacting with many people. He was no longer as indifferent as he once was.

He did not want to be another immortal being who was apathetic towards all things.

"See this."

Holding his power to the level of an ordinary person, Ars throws a stone in his hand.

The stone bounced on the surface of the water until it came across the river.

Ars raised his chin and put on an arrogant expression in front of Madara.

"I want to hit him."

Madara clenched his fists while grinding his teeth.

"Hashirama, it's your turn!" He turned his attention to Hashirama.

"Ah, okay."

Hashirama threw a stone, and the result came across the river.

"You must have a higher goal when throwing. That's how it is." He explains.

"Huh, I know. If I'm serious I can throw it right." Madara makes excuses.

"Then try again, let's take a look at your serious throw." Ars deliberately provokes.

Playing Madara is fun. At least, in the future its nature will change. So Ars wants to enjoy this short moment.

"Look, this time I can." Madara said confidently.

As a result, the throw as before.

"Damn it, you two are standing behind me to distract me, right?"

Madara was looking for an excuse for his failure.

"Eh?"

Hashirama was surprised to be suddenly blamed, and sat down with depression.

"I'm sorry."

"In the end you're just a kid." Ars shook his head.

"Err... You don't need that kind of depression. I-I'm sorry, that was just an excuse." Madara felt somewhat guilty.

Hugging his knee, Hashirama looked at Madara and said: "I didn't know you had any annoying subjective symptoms."

"I don't know if you're a good or a bad person. Goddamnit." Shouted Madara annoyed.

"Aahaha! But you know I'm better than you at throwing stones."

"Later you're the one I throw!"

They both fought like a child in general.

"You two continue playing. I gotta go right away." Ars Saying.

In the distance, he noticed the corpse of the man floating in the river. Because it was a bit far away, Madara and Hashirama had not realized that. However, it was only a matter of time before the corpse was carried away by the flow of water and appeared in front of them.

"Are you leaving? Brother, do you still have a drink earlier? I want to give it to my little brother."

Hashirama wants his younger brother to taste coca cola.

"Give me one. I have a brother too." Madara asked impolitely.

"Our meeting could be considered destiny. All right, take this."

Ars pretended to take coca cola from under his cloak. Though, he secretly opened the [Storage Magic]. Then he gave them two bottles of coca cola each.

"Well, I gotta go."

He used the Infinite Technique (Limitless) to teleport to other locations.

"Ninjutsu of space and time?"

"Very fast!"

Madara and Hashirama were stunned to see Ars' departure.

At first they both thought he was just an ordinary person, but after seeing the way he disappeared, their perspectives changed.

"What's that?"

Hashirama saw a corpse floating on top of the river, then approached and stroked it.

"Are you a Shinobi?"

Seeing Hashirama walking on the water, Madara confirmed his conjecture.

"The war will soon be here. Go home, I have to go, see you." Hashirama.

Then they both separated.