Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 194 So the fourth brother is the floor?

The room was simply and neatly furnished, not the empty room Izuna had imagined.

The bed, wardrobe, desk... and even the blankets and pillows were all neatly folded, as if nothing was amiss.

But how could that be? Besides his own room and Ban's room, the only other rooms in the house should be his parents'. So, whose room is this...?

Izuna has no recollection of anyone else in his family besides Madara and his mother.

Everything in the room felt incredibly familiar to him, even the smell—the house was made of fine wood, and after being dried in the sun, it emitted a pure, pleasant woody fragrance...

My gaze shifted to the window, which was open. The evening breeze gently lifted the blue curtains, and the cherry blossom tree planted outside the window brought a faint fragrance of blossoms.

"This isn't right... Waaah... Something's definitely wrong..." Izuna leaned against the door, a strong sense of sadness and helplessness washing over him. "I must have forgotten someone very important to me... That tree... I planted it especially for it..."

In Izuna's memory, he still vaguely remembered the day the tree was planted, saying that you could smell the fragrance of flowers as soon as you opened the window... But... who was it?

His heart pounded harder and harder. Leaning against the doorframe, his mind was filled with confusion and pain. His sobs grew increasingly uncontrollable until finally he sat down on the floor and burst into tears...

Izuna understood that he had absolutely lost an important person, someone he had spent every day with. That person was not Madara, nor his mother, but someone... someone he couldn't remember at all.

A pair of hands gently landed on Izuna's shoulders. Izuna was startled and looked up to see Uchiha Madara, whose face was full of shock and seriousness, squatting in front of him.

"Ah! Brother Ban! This isn't right! Something's definitely wrong! Do you see this? Do you see this room? This isn't mine, nor yours... and it's definitely not Mother's..."

Izuna was incoherent and threw herself into Madara's arms, hugging her brother tightly, as if afraid that her older brother would suddenly disappear from her memory as well.

Madara naturally noticed the anomaly as well. Just now in the Hokage Building, his eyes suddenly bled, which startled Hashirama.

The overwhelming sense of loss and the inexplicable sadness left Madara reeling for a long time. It wasn't until much later that Madara suddenly remembered something, rushed home, and found Izuna sitting on the floor by the door, sobbing uncontrollably.

Seeing that Izuna was alright and his mother was shopping in the village, Madara finally felt relieved. However, seeing this strange room—a room that shouldn't exist—and the lingering pain in his heart, Madara realized the problem...

Izuna hugged himself, and Madara was also feeling very bad. But he was the older brother, and he couldn't show his weakness at this time.

"Izuna, get up first... I've noticed something wrong too. This is all so strange..." Madara gently coaxed his younger brother, trying to calm him down.

He couldn't understand it at all; it was as if an extremely important person had completely vanished from this world the moment the two brothers' eyes bled.

No one remembers, no one can recall the name, appearance, or relationship with them... they've only just realized that this person even existed.

Perhaps... something really serious has happened...

Madara was in a bad mood. Although the war was over, it didn't feel as easy as he thought. Madara, who had believed that no one important had left him, was now filled with self-doubt.

......

This is a void, all you can see is pitch black, and there seems to be nothing there.

"Ah...the moment has finally come..."

Yan Yi murmured to herself, her expression perhaps one of sadness, perhaps one of numbness.

Alaya-vijnana... So this eye technique isn't as simple as I thought. Or rather, is this eye technique... truly something that should exist in this world?

Simply put, "Yan Yi" can be understood as "reloading a save file." It involves taking a given fact that has already occurred and rewinding it to a point before it happened.

However, the price to pay is that you need to erase your original... "save file".

He activated the Alaya consciousness for Itama, and for Itama, everything about him reverted to its very beginning, even before Itama's life was born, or when he was just born.

If this eye technique is used on myself, then I might return to the day I was born.

But at this moment, the pupil technique was not being used on him, so Yan Yi was currently unaware of his own state.

Perhaps it doesn't exist at all, but is merely sandwiched between the timelines of all parallel worlds, yet doesn't belong to any of them.

Yan Yi walked aimlessly forward, without direction or anything waiting for him... He tried to figure out what consequences this incomprehensible pupil technique would cause, but unfortunately, he didn't know at the moment.

By altering cause and effect, changing everything about oneself or someone else, and returning them to their initial state, it means that in countless different "futures," Itama returns to the starting point and can choose his life anew.

But things are never that simple. Yan Yi's pupil technique can only change one person, but it cannot change the entire world or the entire "future" timeline. Therefore, in Yan Yi's original world, everything continues.

That world was unremarkable; it was simply a violent erasure of all traces of existence. But the future that existed after the two disappeared still existed; it did not vanish into thin air.

Like the branching shape of a tree, every different choice corresponds to a different future. Perhaps it will be forcibly corrected by some irresistible force (the power of Kishimoto, that is, fatalism), but Yan Yi refuses to believe it.

He continued to wander aimlessly in the void, not knowing where he was going or what he should do.

But just as he was wondering where he was going, the surrounding emptiness suddenly transformed into a forest-like landscape, with tall trees blocking out the sun.

Yan Yi's heart skipped a beat, and she cried out, "This...this is...the forest of the Land of Fire?"

But the next second he saw what looked like a village in the middle of the forest... The wooden signs on the buildings in the village were clearly engraved with the family crest of the Senju clan.

Without a second thought, Yan Yi rushed forward. He even thought he was hallucinating, but after repeatedly checking, he was certain that this was indeed the Senju clan, and not a hallucination.

Everything around was too clear, too real, but this Senju clan territory... looked very strange. What timeline was this? Why were the Senju clan members still here? Shouldn't they all be in the village?

......

The Land of Fire, during the Warring States period, was the homeland of the Senju clan.

Today is a day worth celebrating.

The wife of Senju Butsuma, the current patriarch of the Senju clan, gave birth to his fourth son.

Young Hashirama clung to the edge of the bed, trying hard to see what his third brother looked like, but after a long time, he still couldn't see him.

Butsuma was in a good mood. Seeing his eldest son, Senju Hashirama, showing such concern for his younger brother, he picked him up and placed him beside the bed...

"Look, Hashirama, this is your fourth brother. You must take good care of him from now on! You are all the future of the Senju clan, and you must shoulder the responsibility of protecting the clan together!"

After finishing speaking, Buddha chuckled and patted the head of his quiet second son, Tobirama Senju.

The baby lying on the bed hadn't opened his eyes yet, but just by looking at his eyebrows and eyes, you could tell he was an adorable little guy. But what was unusual was that his hair was half black and half white?

"Father, look at my brother! He looks half like me and half like my second brother, Tobirama!" Hashirama said excitedly to his father, his eyes full of innocent wonder.

Senju Butsuma paused for a moment upon hearing this, then gently tapped Hashirama's head with his finger and chuckled, "You brat, you have no manners! If we're talking about who looks like whom, it's definitely your father and mother!"

After all, Butsuma wasn't wrong. The woman lying on the bed with a loving expression was indeed Butsuma's wife, and she did indeed have white hair. Although it looked a bit unruly, it appeared relatively smooth when damp with sweat.

Hashirama nodded, seemingly understanding, then glanced at his father, then at his mother lying on the bed, and finally at his fourth brother lying in the crib...

"You're right, my fourth brother really does have traits of both our father and mother..."

Buddha nodded, glancing at his three sons, feeling an immense sense of satisfaction. All four were sons; the Senju clan was destined for greatness!

"Hashirama, Tobirama, Watari..." After calling out each name, Butsuma pondered for a moment, glanced at the furnishings around the room, and finally spoke earnestly, "My fourth son will be named... Senju Itama! You four brothers will be an indestructible house in the future. You must unite and rely on each other! Give the Senju clan a house that can shelter them from the wind and rain!"

"A subfloor...? Hmm... so fourth brother is the floorboard, haha~"