
Chapters 27. A Thousand True Hands
The poster is huge. He spread it all over the table.
It was a thousand hands giant wooden statue, covering almost all parts of the poster. It looks even scarier in the mountains. Under the statue stood the Shinobi God proudly.
Hashirama Senju's.
Title: Sage Art, Wood Element: A Thousand True Hands.
“I heard the First Hokage had this jutsu as his trademark, so according to my research, I drew this. I hope you like it.”
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Akabane is a fan of Hashirama Senju. It showed how he carefully drew the poster.
Tsunade pulled back the poster excitedly.
“Akaba-kun, thank you, this means a lot to me.”
“It's just your lucky day today. This is your comic book.”
Akabane gave him the comic.
Tsunade took it but remained silent.
The poster was made just for him, so the lottery was just Akabane's idea to hide his purpose. After all, Tsunade was his first fan and who accompanied him from time to time. So it feels right to give him something like gratitude.
He held the poster and remained silent for quite a while until Akabane felt a little awkward.
Since childhood, Hashirama Senju has been his favorite ninja and beloved grandfather. Tsunade thought that her grandfather would always stand tall in the Ninja World.
But one day, the hero fell…
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“Since I was a kid, I've never seen my grandfather on the battlefield, so I don't know if his ninjutsu will look like this, but I'll ask grandma Mito.”
With such a gift from his friend, Tsunade would forever be grateful for his kindness.
“Yes, bring another copy for Grandma Mito.”
Akabane handed him another copy, “Take it as my thanks to him.”
“Heh, you are truly a grateful person ..”
After being moved for a while, Tsunade returned to her original nature, loaded up the comic, and the poster then left happily.
“Kasumi, the draw is over, so I just need to collect the money.Well, if some kids come to buy comics but don't have any money, just give some copies for free. It's only 100 Ry, I've sold enough for today.”
Akabane stood up and explained, ready to go back to sleep, it was a long day for him.
“Yes, Akabane-san.”
Kasumi Kurama nodded and knew how to serve customers.
What's more, as Akabane said, even if they give away some free comics, it's only 100 Ryou.
In the past few days, Akabane has been tired.
These were the few days he worked the hardest in Naruto World, comparable to the previous exam period. He's gonna faint anytime soon.
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The Senju page.
“Today is supposed to be the opening day of his comic store. Why didn't he send me the comic? Did he forget or what?”
Uzumaki Mito leaned back his chair as he grew tired of waiting for Akabane to send him a comic.
Although he patiently waited, he had already finished reading the first three chapters in three days.
“Grandma, look what I brought you!”
Hearing her grandson's voice from outside, before Tsunade entered the door, Mito got up and grabbed everything in Tsunade's hands with his ninjutsu, and sat back down in the blink of an eye.
“Grandma, that's mine! How you stole from your grandson!”
Tsunade became anxious and rushed in to take back hers.
The two of them shamelessly fought over the comic and the poster.
“Tsunadeee! Grandma just wants to peek.”
Tsunade wants to talk, but she is exposed to Jutsu sealing Mito, and she cannot speak properly or use her chakra.
Uzumaki Mito ignored his granddaughter, muttered, and continued to read the comics page by page. Then he carefully opened the poster tube.
The poster roll came from the tube.
“Oh... There is a poster inside. I will gladly accept his gift.”
Uzumaki Mito accidentally teases Tsunade.
Tsunade was still struggling to open her mouth, but the seal was too strong even for her.
Unwittingly Tsunade, the sealing jutsu had been lifted.
But when she saw her grandmother look at the poster with appreciation, she no longer wanted to vent her anger.
“She used this jutsu in Vale of the End, exactly like this.”
His voice is a little sad.
Now that Hashirama Senju has left, only the memories of his glory days are left. No one in Konoha understands him more than his beloved wife, Mito Uzumaki.
And he knew that his Jutsu, the wood-releasing Jutsu was only owned by him and not owned by anyone else.
“At that time, grandpa was at the peak of his good looks..”
Tsunade said it as she wanted to melt the atmosphere.
And Mito could not help but laugh. After a while, he rolled it up and put it back in the tube, then handed it to Tsunade.
“Please take. I'm worried I can't keep it to myself.”
Tsunade accepted the poster happily.
Uzumaki Mito picked up the comic and read it again from scratch. Reading is common in ordinary days, but Akabane's comics feel special and personal to her.
The other with Tsunade.
This is a gift from Akabane!
“Take the bell... Ck, this is an old trick, but Akabane knows this trick.”
“By the way, who is Kakashi Hatake?”
When Uzumaki Mito reached the fourth chapter, he suddenly asked.
“He is the son of Sakumo Hatake.”
“Sakumo? Isn't that the boy from your class?”
Mito laughing. As expected, she used character appearances based on her classmates.
For her, this comic was only to kill boredom, a pleasure like this rarely experienced after the death of her husband.
“By the way, I heard you put your classmates in the hospital today?”
When Mito saw Naruto being beaten up, he suddenly recalled the news just now.
“Yes, just my stupid friend, who went to the ladies bathroom just to do something perverted, so I couldn't help but make him aware.”
Tsunade clenched her teeth as she started talking about Jiraiya.
Of course, he admired Jiraiya's mental retardation, but his ninjutsu could not be underestimated. On earth release jutsu he mastered well.
“Tsunade, when Hiruzen Sarutobi was a child, this guy knew how to use his telescope jutsu. I don't want to badmouthing him because he is now Hokage.”
Uzumaki Mito stopped in the middle of the road.
“What do you mean?”
Tsunade did not understand at all.
It is unfortunate that Uzumaki Mito is not interested in continuing to explain and concentrate on his comics.
Third Hokage... Jutsu Telescope?
Tsunade didn't quite understand and didn't want to think about it anymore. He packed his stuff and wanted to read the comics in his room.
He carefully picked up the comic and especially the poster.
After all, this was the first gift from Akabane.