Chapitre 54: Stone Throwing Game
In the Sengoku era, people did not mention their clan name when making acquaintances, because there might have been animosity between their clans.
That's why Madara and Hashirama only said the name without mentioning the clan name.
"So what's your name, brother?"
Hashirama sat on the other side of Ars and did the same, dipping his feet into the river.
"Look at that, Madara. This is courtesy."
"Tsk."
Madara clicked his tongue as he looked away.
Ars looked at the young Hashirama and repeated his self-introduction.
"You can call me Ars."
"Unusual name." Hashirama said.
"I also feel that this uncle's name is very strange." Madara totally agreed.
"Up to you."
Ars was too lazy to correct Madara's mention of him.
In contrast to Hashirama who looked relaxed, Madara looked alert as if he were ready to attack at any moment if the other side made any suspicious moves.
(Haaa... Even children are participating in the war. It's not a safe year for children.)
Ars had seen many children kill each other just because of differences in clans.
"Want to drink?"
Quietly opened [Storage Magic], then took out three cold bottles of Coca-Cola and offered it to the two of them.
"No, thank you."
Madara refused. He does not want to accept food and drink from strangers.
What if it's poisoned?
"Wow, this is the first time I've seen a container like this."
Despite Madara's cautious attitude, Hashirama didn't refuse and eyed the bottle in his hand curiously.
"This is how it opens."
Ars demonstrated opening the bottle cap, then drinking Coke.
Hashirama imitated him, and started drinking.
"It's a taste I've never tasted... Although it's a bit weird, but it's really good."
Then he drank so that only half the bottle remained.
*Gulp*
Seeing that Hashirama didn't look poisoned, and put on an addicted expression. Madara gulped.
Ars noticed this and threw a coke at him.
"Don't worry, it's just a drink. Look at Hashirama, he's fine after drinking, right? Try it, I guarantee you will like it.
"Hmph, I didn't ask. But it would be redundant if thrown away."
Making excuses to himself, Madara opened the bottle and drank.
After taking a sip, his eyes lit up and like Hashirama, he drank heartily.
"What is this drink made of? Why is there a prickling sensation when drinking it." He said in astonishment.
"Coca-Cola is a carbonated drink." Answer Ars.
"Coca cola? What a strange name, like yours, uncle."
"Your words are very venomous, brat."
"But what Madara said has some truth, be it brothers and this drink, the name sounds unique."
"Even Hashirama too..."
Ars admits that his name is different from the names of people in this world who have Japanese elements.
"It's boring just sitting, let's play!" Hashirama stood up and asked them to play.
"Play? Are you children?" Madara was acting mature.
"You are still a child after all." Ars rolled his eyes at him
Hashirama picked up a rock on the ground and explained the game he had in mind.
"We played throwing stones. 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?"
"Sure, I'm bored too." Ars agrees.
Then they both looked at Madara.
"Okay, I just have to play along. This is a trivial game, I will show you two my prowess."
Madara took a rock, and threw it.
(The way he threw it, he must have gotten used to using Shuriken.) Hashirama thought after a brief observation.
The rock only bounced four times before sinking.
"Pffffttt... You talk big, but it's just that." Ares almost laughed.
"As if you can do it better than me!" Madara said annoyed.
"After seeing my throw, you'll realize how lame you are, brat."
Ars fiddled with the stone in his hand.
Even though he is over 1000 years old and has experienced the ups and downs of life, he still retains the mentality of youth.
His demeanor changed slightly compared to before after meeting and interacting with many people. He was no longer as indifferent as before.
He didn't want to become another immortal who was apathetic towards all things.
"Watch this."
Holding his strength to the level of an ordinary person, Ars threw the rock in his hand.
The stone bounced off the surface of the water until it reached the other side of the river.
Ars lifted his chin and made a smug 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 reached the other side of the river.
"You have to have a higher aim when you throw. That's the way." He explained.
"Huh, I know. If I'm serious, I can throw it right." Madara made an excuse.
"Then try doing it again, let's see your serious throw." Ars deliberately provoked.
Playing Madara was really fun. At least, in the future his nature will change. So Ars wanted to enjoy this brief moment.
"See, this time I can definitely do it." Madara spoke confidently.
As a result, the throw was the same as before.
"Damn it, you two stood behind me to distract me, right?"
Madara looks for reasons for his failure.
"Eh?"
Hashirama was surprised to suddenly be blamed and sat down in depression.
"Forgive me."
"In the end you are just a child." Ars shook his head.
"Errr... You don't need to be so depressed. S-sorry, that was just an excuse." Madara felt a bit guilty.
Hugging his knees, Hashirama looked at Madara and said: "I didn't know you had annoying subjective symptoms."
"I don't know if you're a good person or a bad person. Bastard."
Madara shouted angrily.
"Ahahahaha! But you know I'm better than you at throwing rocks."
"Later you who I throw!"
The two of them bickered like normal children.
"You two continue playing. I must leave immediately." Ars said.
In the distance, he noticed a dead man floating in the river. Because they were a bit far away, Madara and Hashirama didn't realize it yet. However, it was only a matter of time before the corpse was swept away by the water currents and appeared before them.
"Are you ready to go? Brother, do you still have the drink from earlier? I want to give it to my little brother."
Hashirama wanted his little brother to taste Coca-Cola.
"Give me one. I also have a little brother." Madara asked impolitely.
"Our meeting could be considered fate. All right, take this."
Ars pretended to take Coca-Cola from under his cloak. Though, he secretly opened [Storage Magic]. Then he gave them both two bottles of Coke each.
"Now then, I must go."
He used the Limitless Technique to teleport to another location.
"Time and space ninjutsu?"
"Very fast!"
Madara and Hashirama were stunned to see Ars leave.
At first the two of them 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 above the river, then approached and examined it.
"Are you a Shinobi?"
Seeing Hashirama walking on water, Madara confirmed his guess.
"Soon the war will be here. Go home, I have to go. Bye." Hashirama said.
Then they both split up.
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