Though the scene was so shocking it left Tobirama dizzy, questioning reality…
His mind couldn't help but doubt everything.
Yes.
Tobirama was not only dumbfounded but deeply self-doubting.
He even wondered…
In his one-on-one with Izuna…
Did he really…
Kill Izuna with Flying Thunder Slash?
Was Izuna truly dead?
Or was he in Izuna's genjutsu from the start?
Was everything—everything—a false world crafted by Izuna's Mangekyo?
He didn't kill Izuna.
The war never ended.
Hashirama and Madara never made peace.
Konoha was never founded.
Hashirama didn't marry Mito.
The Land of Whirlpools didn't exist.
No Mokuma, no Ayako.
No Kazuku, no Tsunade.
It was all Izuna's Mangekyo genjutsu!
In that moment, Tobirama's mind echoed with Izuna's voice.
Tobirama, when did you think this wasn't a Mangekyo Sharingan genjutsu?
It's all in my plan!
Stay trapped in the Mangekyo forever!
"Grandpa Tobirama?" Kazuku was baffled.
Was learning Flying Thunder God that shocking?
Sure, it's an S-rank technique, but…
His other techniques weren't far off.
Monstrous strength.
Eight Gates.
Wood Release.
Rasengan.
All top-tier, right?
So, Kazuku raised his voice repeatedly, pulling Tobirama back to reality.
"Huh?"
Tobirama blinked, as if waking from another life, checking his chakra.
Sweat beaded on his forehead, his back drenched.
After confirming, he realized this was reality.
Not a genjutsu world.
He wasn't in Izuna's Mangekyo genjutsu.
Phew…
Tobirama exhaled, steadying his breath and emotions.
He looked at Kazuku, finding him more unbelievable.
He was only seven.
How did he learn Flying Thunder God?
This was too absurd.
"You… really learned Flying Thunder God?"
Even now, Tobirama struggled to accept, asking again.
Kazuku's face darkened. He patted Tobirama's stomach.
He wanted to pat his shoulder, but the height difference…
He'd need to tiptoe, too much effort.
Tobirama instinctively looked down at the patted spot.
One glance, and he froze. His pupils dilated, staring.
Where Kazuku patted, a mark remained.
Unlike Tobirama's seal…
Kazuku's was text.
In truth, Kazuku's Flying Thunder God…
Wasn't Tobirama's version, but Minato's.
The kunai he threw didn't rely on Tobirama's seal.
In the instant he threw it, he placed his own seal on it.
Either way, Kazuku now mastered Flying Thunder God.
Leaving a seal on contact was effortless.
"Go wherever you want."
Kazuku said casually.
As long as Tobirama bore his seal, Kazuku could pinpoint him instantly!
Though shocked, Tobirama followed Kazuku's words, vanishing with Body Flicker.
To hide his trail…
After Body Flicker, he used Flying Thunder God.
Hiding in the forest.
At least sixteen meters from Kazuku.
Confirming he was hidden, Tobirama crouched, fingers to the ground, maximizing his chakra sensing to locate Kazuku.
In other words, he wanted a showdown!
To see whose Flying Thunder God…
Was faster!
Who was superior!
"Kazuku, now…"
Before he finished, a kunai pressed against his neck.
The speed stunned Tobirama.
His eyes widened, throat dry, swallowing hard.
Then…
Sensing the chakra behind him…
So familiar.
It was…
Kazuku!
Tobirama glanced back, seeing the kunai's metallic gleam.
"You believe me now?" Kazuku grinned, retracting the kunai.
With this, he proved he'd learned Flying Thunder God.
No…
Tobirama shook his head. That wasn't accurate.
Kazuku didn't just learn it!
He improved it!
Not only was the seal different, but his speed surpassed Tobirama's!
Kazuku…
Didn't learn his Flying Thunder God.
He surpassed it!
What a joke!
Tobirama felt like crying.
Kazuku's talent was too exaggerated, too terrifying!
Even counting from the day he gave Kazuku the kunai…
How long had it been?
Four months!
How long did it take Tobirama to develop Flying Thunder God?
Decades!
His decades of effort…
Outdone by Kazuku's four months!
In speed, he was completely defeated!
He was the God of Ninjutsu!
The Second Hokage!
Yet he couldn't match a seven-year-old!
Had he lived all these years for nothing?
Huh???
Tobirama gasped, trying to calm down.
Thinking carefully…
It had been decades since he developed Flying Thunder God.
But he didn't train daily.
Much of his time was spent aiding Hashirama, managing the village!
But…
Before he could console himself…
He realized something.
True, he didn't focus solely on Flying Thunder God.
Did Kazuku?
He didn't just know Flying Thunder God.
Water Release, Wood Release, monstrous strength, Eight Gates.
And Might Guy's brutal training—didn't they take time?
With that, Tobirama's emotions collapsed again!
No match.
Completely no match!
His decades of effort couldn't compare to Kazuku's four months!
(End of Chapter)