Naruto: Countless versions of myself superimposed at the same time!

Her voice was flat.

"When I drank it, there were... very tiny thorns in my mouth."

"That's called a bubble."

Kiyohara leaned back on the sofa, a smile playing on his lips.

"These are drinks, soda, juice, alcohol, these are all called drinks. They taste richer than water. You'll get used to them if you drink more of them."

Kaguya Otsutsuki nodded.

She brought the bottle back to her lips, tilted her head back, and took a small sip.

The sensation of the bubbles bursting on her tongue made her squint slightly, then she took another sip, and her brows slowly relaxed.

"I'm used to it."

She announced it, then put the soda bottle back on the coffee table, her expression remaining calm, but her fingers subtly moved the bottle closer to herself.

Kiyohara looked at her blank expression and found it rather cute.

A goddess of the rabbit, who has lived for thousands of years, is sitting on his sofa, secretly playing tricks to keep a bottle of soda.

Her eyelashes were very long, casting a small shadow on her eyelids when she looked down at the soda bottle.

His lips were slightly red from drinking iced soda, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.

The weather in July was too hot. Although the ice silk fabric was breathable, her forehead and collarbone still had a thin layer of moisture on them.

A small bead of sweat accumulated in the hollow of her collarbone at the neckline of her black bodysuit, swaying slightly with her breathing.

Kiyohara reached out and tucked a strand of white hair, damp with sweat, behind her ear.

Kaguya Otsutsuki did not react to his touch, or rather, she had already gotten used to it.

Her attention returned to the soda bottle, she took another sip, and nodded slightly, as if to confirm that this thing called a beverage was indeed worthy of her approval.

"Kiyohara, you're back?"

Tsunade's voice came from the doorway.

She pushed open the door and walked in, still carrying the heat of the outside. Her blonde hair was tied in a high ponytail, and beads of sweat hung on her forehead and neck.

After entering, Tsunade immediately took off her coat, revealing a sleeveless top underneath.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she clutched a wallet in her left hand. Judging from the wallet's thinness, she seemed to have lost everything again today.

"How did you fare today?"

Qingyuan asked knowingly.

Tsunade kicked off her clogs, walked barefoot to the sofa, plopped down on the other side of Kiyohara, and slammed her wallet on the coffee table.

"Cough cough, we almost won."

"That means we didn't win."

Qingyuan smiled.

"You little brat!"

Seeing Kiyohara expose her shortcomings, Tsunade glared at Kiyohara in annoyance.

Then she looked at Kaguya Otsutsuki, who was focused on drinking her soda.

Tsunade scrutinized Kaguya's exquisitely beautiful face and her eyes.

The pure white pupils were without any impurities, like two jade stones stripped of all their color.

Tsunade had seen the Byakugan of the Hyuga clan, but at least the Byakugan of the Hyuga clan had the outline of a pupil, while Kaguya's eyes had nothing in them, only a pure white.

Tsunade leaned towards Kiyohara and whispered in his ear:

"Who exactly is this woman? I exchanged a punch with her last time, but she didn't budge an inch."

Kiyohara's eyelids twitched upon hearing this. Tsunade's curiosity was truly boundless; she actually went to compare physical strength with Kaguya Otsutsuki.

"She has quite a background."

Kiyohara did not give a direct answer.

You'll find out later.

Tsunade frowned, not quite satisfied with the perfunctory answer, but she didn't press the matter further.

She had known Kiyohara for long enough to know that there was no point in pressing him about things he wouldn't tell her.

However, she was certain of one thing: this white-haired woman was very powerful, so powerful that she couldn't see through her at all.

……

Meanwhile, in the Land of Rain.

In a secret room at the former Akatsuki headquarters, Madara Uchiha sat cross-legged on a stone chair, his hands forming complex hand seals.

A faint layer of Yin Release chakra covered his body, flowing along his meridians and eventually converging on a wood clone standing in front of him.

The form of the wood clone gradually solidified, and Madara Uchiha poured almost all of his chakra into this clone.

Hashirama Senju stood to the side, arms crossed, watching Madara Uchiha use the technique he had invented, his expression indescribably subtle.

"You seem to be quite adept at using my wooden clone."

Hashirama Senju's tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

Madara Uchiha ignored him.

As Yin Release chakra was injected, the wood clone opened its eyes.

Those eyes were in the Mangekyou Sharingan state, with tomoe patterns slowly rotating on a scarlet background.

Without saying much, the wooden clone turned and disappeared into the secret chamber.

As Hashirama Senju watched the direction where his wooden clone disappeared, his playful expression vanished, replaced by worry.

"Ban, what exactly do you want to do?"

He asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing."

Madara Uchiha rapidly replenished his chakra levels.

This is the advantage of the Impure Earth Body; no matter how it is refined, this chakra seems to be able to recover infinitely.

……

The departing wood clone arrived in Konoha through the summoning beast's "Reverse Summoning Technique".

"Ok?"

Madara Uchiha's eyes widened slightly.

No, what about the village?

How can it be a city?

Madara Uchiha almost thought he had come to the wrong place.

He looked at the distant, rolling mountains and, based on the geographical environment, Uchiha Madara confirmed that this was the former Konoha.

"So many changes have occurred."

Madara Uchiha's furrowed brows.

He still quickly slipped inside.

He has important business to attend to today.

……

Konoha, upper reaches of the Nanga River.

Uchiha Izuna stood by the river, his body cracked with fissures that spread across his face and arms.

Uchiha Shisui stood beside him, both of their Sharingan eyes looking upstream.

"Shisui, you are the most insightful among the younger generation that I have discovered."

Uchiha Izuna said.

He discovered that he unexpectedly got along very well with this junior named Uchiha Shisui.

According to Uchiha Shisui, Uchiha Itachi would also get along with him.

However, Itachi Uchiha was still on a mission outside, so Izuna Uchiha never met him.

"Izuna-senpai, you flatter me."

Uchiha Shisui said.

At that moment, the two suddenly sensed a chakra approaching.

A figure slowly emerged from the forest.

The man's long black hair was draped over his back, revealing a cold and hard face.

His eye sockets held two scarlet Mangekyou Sharingan, with tomoe patterns slowly swirling within his pupils.

Uchiha Izuna's body stiffened.

He looked at that face, a face that was exactly the same as the one in his memory, yet also so unfamiliar.

It's been decades.

He slept in the Pure Land for a long time, and even after being resurrected by Kiyohara Edo, it took him quite some time to adapt to this new ninja world.

And now, his brother is standing in front of him.

Uchiha Izuna's fists slowly tightened.

Madara Uchiha stopped and stood about twenty paces away from them.

His gaze passed over Shisui, over the Nanga River, and over decades of time, landing directly on Uchiha Izuna.

"Izuna."

He spoke, his voice filled with a tenderness he hadn't shown in many years.

"it's me."

Uchiha Izuna's lips trembled slightly, then his expression hardened.

He took a step forward, and the fingers of his filthy body made a cracking sound from the excessive force.

"Uchiha Madara."

Uchiha Izuna's voice echoed across the Nanga River, each word carrying anger and sorrow.

“You are no longer a member of the Uchiha clan. You have betrayed our will, betrayed Father’s dying wish, and betrayed all the clan members who gave their lives for the Uchiha.”

"You are no longer worthy to be my brother!"

Madara Uchiha's pupils contracted slightly, and the chakra of his wood clone surged violently through his meridians.

He reached out his hand, as if to explain something.

“Izuna, listen to me, everything I’ve done is for the Eye of the Moon Project.”

"Hmph, what Eye of the Moon Project? I knew about it a long time ago."

Uchiha Izuna shook his head.

"You want to trap the whole world in an illusion? Is this the peace you desire, brother?"

Madara Uchiha remained silent.

He simply wanted to create a world without war, betrayal, or loss.

But when the words came out, he found all his explanations to be pale and weak.

Just then, a green chakra shot into the sky from the riverbank.

Uchiha Shisui immediately activated Susanoo.

Green chakra surged from his body, rapidly growing muscles and armor on top of his skeletal structure, and a green giant tens of meters tall stood on the bank of the Namga River.

Susanoo held a spiral-shaped green spear in its hand, the tip of which was pointed directly at Uchiha Madara.