As he surveyed the scene before him, Hirofumi finally confirmed that Madara truly couldn't take action against him.
A smile slowly spread across his face, the corners of his mouth curving upward in delight. Especially as he observed Madara extending his hand, bewilderment etched across his features, Hirofumi felt as though the corners of his mouth were nearly touching the sky.
"Madara, didn't I just say this?" He leaned in slightly, a gleam of triumph in his eyes. "I have signed a contract with the spirit world. By paying a certain price, I can transform the spirits into my own summoning beasts. And you? You are now my summoning beast."
Hearing this, Madara's expression darkened, his face contorting with rage.
"Arrogant...! Do you even know who I am?! How dare you call me a summoning beast. Brat, no one in this world has ever dared to speak to me like that..!"
Hirofumi shrugged innocently, the facade of calmness radiating from him.
"Of course, I know who you are, Madara. The former clan leader of the Uchiha clan, the Shura of the ninja world, the Dance King of Konoha. You are a master of fire-style ninjutsu who ruled over the world. Together with the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, you brought peace to a chaotic world and established Konohagakure. You're even known as the God of Shinobi sometimes…"
At first, Madara felt a flicker of pride upon hearing Hirofumi's words, surprised that this mere brat recognized his past glory. However, as the list of titles continued, he began to sense something amiss.
While being referred to as the Shura of the ninja world didn't bother him, the title "Dance King of Konoha" struck him as utterly ridiculous. Moreover, wasn't the God of Ninjas Hashirama? When had he become known as the God of Ninjas himself?
"Brat. You clearly haven't studied history properly; the God of Ninjas is Hashirama Senju." Madara snapped, his tone laced with irritation.
"I know. The God of Ninjas is Hashirama Senju, the First Hokage, and you are the man who stood alongside the God of Ninjas. I don't see anything wrong with that." Hirofumi retorted, a cheeky smile spreading across his face.
"Uh…."
Hirofumi noticed a flicker of unnaturalness and a hint of redness on Madara's face after his declaration.
No way… No freaking way!! Could it be that this pair of old friends really had something going on?!
He had merely spoken offhandedly.
After all, in his previous life, many fans enjoyed randomly pairing characters together, such as Hashirama Senju with Madara or Tobirama Senju with Izuna Uchiha.
There were even those who liked to pair the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze, with Fugaku Uchiha, not to mention the infamous duo of Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha. Konoha was bursting with bromances.
(AN: Eww! EEEEWWWW! WHAT THE F*CK!!)
Oh, and let's not forget Hiruzen and Danzo.
Hirofumi found this amusing, so he had merely tossed it into the conversation, but judging by Madara's reaction, it seemed to hint at something much deeper.
"No way! Are you really involved with the First Hokage?" he exclaimed, his eyes widening in mock surprise.
Madara's old face flushed with embarrassment.
"What the hell are you saying? What could an old man like me possibly have to do with that fool? That guy has a screw loose. Every night, he insists on going out to skip stones. What could I possibly want with him?"
Madara's frantic explanations only fueled Hirofumi's amusement.
"Brat. I warn you not to speak nonsense..."
Hirofumi couldn't help but chuckle at Madara's flustered state, further convinced of the underlying connection between the two legendary figures.
"Damn, are you two going on a date tonight?"
"Ahhh... Brat. I'm going to kill you..!"
"Come on. Don't you realize what your current state is? I've already told you that I have contracted with the entire spirit world, which means you are now my summoning beast. You can't lay a hand on me.
Besides, if you look at it logically, your current condition counts as being resurrected, right? If I were to die and the contract with the spirit world vanished, you'd have to return to the state of the flames of the spirit world.
Isn't it better to have a flesh-and-blood body? Or do you not like being resurrected? After all, you wouldn't want to go back to being flames in the spirit world again, would you… Madara Uchiha?"
"Damn.... Why do I feel an overwhelming urge to punch you after hearing that?"
Madara was filled with a mix of fury and helplessness, but ultimately, he had no choice but to accept the situation.
After all, Madara truly couldn't take action against this brat.
Moreover, he had just sensed Hirofumi's chakra and realized that there was indeed a summoning contract binding them together.
In other words, this dignified Shura of the ninja world had genuinely become a summoning beast.
As this realization dawned upon him, Madara withdrew his hand, crossing his arms defiantly over his chest. To his surprise, after deciding not to kill this insufferable brat, his body was once again under his control.
Damn it.
It hurts...
The pain was overwhelming.
What in the world was Obito Uchiha doing?
Why hadn't he revived him yet?
In the end, he had actually been reduced to the status of a summoning beast.
"Brat! Although I don't understand why I've formed this so-called summoning contract with you and become your so-called… summoning beast, I can only tell you that if you think you can order me around because of this, you are sorely mistaken."
Hirofumi chuckled, clearly unfazed. "It's okay. I understand that I definitely can't order you around. I mean, after all, you are the dignified Shura of the ninja world, the man known as the God of Ninjas."
"ONE MORE WORD..."
The more Madara heard the phrase "the man known as the God of Ninjas," the stranger it felt. In his mind, he was overwhelmed by memories of that fool, Hashirama Senju .
Hirofumi continued, a playful smirk twisting at the corners of his mouth.
"Kid, what's wrong with your expression? You really look like you're begging for a beating. If I could actually lay a hand on you, I'd really want to slap you."
"Madara. Don't be so angry. Although you've become my summoning beast, think about it—you've been resurrected, after all. This is a resurrection. Are you still waiting for that unreliable Obito Uchiha to revive you? At least by becoming my summoning beast, I can take you back to the ninja world for a visit…"
"Brat… what did you just say?"
Madara's brows knitted together tightly at that moment, realization dawning on him. He hadn't expected this brat named Hirofumi to inadvertently reveal his plans.
He was indeed relying on Uchiha Obito for his revival, but how did this brat know?
"Huh? What did I just say? Which sentence are you referring to?" Hirofumi replied, feigning innocence with a playful grin.
"Don't play dumb. You know exactly which sentence I'm talking about. How do you know about Obito?"
"Oh, that? I know quite a lot. Not only do I know that you're depending on Uchiha Obito to revive you, but I also know you've been toying with that fool Obito like a puppet. I'm even aware of your Eye of the Moon plan. Moreover, I know that, just like Obito, you're also being played for a fool..."