Looking at the three-story villa that had suddenly appeared before him, Madara couldn't help but twitch his mouth in disbelief.
His gaze shifted from the wood he had chopped and the foundation he had painstakingly constructed with his Earth Release techniques to the grand structure before him.
Damn...
If he had known this brat had such capabilities, he wouldn't have bothered chopping down trees and laying a foundation.
How infuriating...
This brat was clearly trying to embarrass him on purpose.
With that thought, Madara shot a menacing glare at Hirofumi, unable to hide his murderous intent.
Of course, Hirofumi had no idea that Madara was already plotting against him; he was still under the impression that after creating such a grand villa, Madara would surely teach him well.
Having an excellent teacher was crucial for a ninja, after all—except when it came to clowns…
At that moment, Madara could only see Hirofumi as a nuisance. He had inexplicably become this brat's summoning beast, and now this brat was here to watch him make a fool of himself while building a house.
With that thought, Madara kicked open the villa's door with a resounding bang.
BAM...
"Brat. Do you have something to say? If not, I'm going to sleep..."
However, Hirofumi wasn't about to let Madara just go to sleep. After all, Madara had promised to teach him.
Although his father and grandfather, Aoyama and Taiga, were both Jōnin, they couldn't hold a candle to Madara.
So Hirofumi casually followed Madara into the villa, as if he were entering his own home…
In truth, Hirofumi was quite curious about this summoning space. Within it, he felt like a creator, able to wield power over the very fabric of this realm.
In fact, if he wanted to, he could easily suppress Madara in this space.
Moreover, he could create whatever he desired within this realm, but it was limited to this space alone.
Anything made in the summoning space could not be brought into the real world…
Inside the villa, however, there was nothing but emptiness—no furniture, not even a hint of decoration.
Seeing this, Hirofumi snapped his fingers again, and tables, chairs, sofas, coffee tables, and a variety of items began to materialize in the villa.
Madara watched this unfold, his curiosity piqued…
He couldn't sense any chakra flowing in this place, meaning all these items were appearing out of thin air. What a truly remarkable ability.
This annoying brat was becoming increasingly difficult to understand.
And why did he have a feeling of deep connection with this irritating boy…?
What was going on here?
If this brat had the Uchiha surname, it would be somewhat understandable, but his last name was Itō—completely unrelated to the Uchiha clan.
So where did this strange feeling come from?
As various pieces of furniture continued to materialize, a dining table soon appeared, laden with an array of delicious foods.
Hirofumi's eyes lit up as he took in the sight of dishes that he had longed for in this world. There were potstickers, dumplings, and various types of sushi, all beautifully arranged.
"Madara. Let's eat. I've heard you need energy to train." Hirofumi exclaimed, rubbing his hands together in excitement.
Madara's eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of the food.
"Hmph. What are you implying? I'm not hungry." he replied, crossing his arms defiantly.
"Come on, it's delicious. You can't train on an empty stomach." Hirofumi urged, his enthusiasm undeterred.
Madara sighed, giving in to the inevitable.
"Fine. Just this once." he grumbled, moving towards the table while still maintaining a facade of annoyance.
As they sat down to eat, Hirofumi couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie with Madara. Despite the Uchiha's gruff demeanor and tsundere attitude, there was a bond forming between them—a connection forged in the fires of mutual understanding and respect.
As they shared the meal, Hirofumi's mind raced with thoughts of the future. With Madara as his teacher, he felt a spark of hope for what was to come, and he was eager to see just how far they could go together in this new world.
Madara's current state was not much different from resurrection; his body had fully returned to a physical form, and the enticing aroma of the food filled the air.
"Brat... you can even conjure up food?" Madara exclaimed, a hint of surprise in his voice.
"Uh-huh." Hirofumi raised an eyebrow, smirking without saying anything further.
"Tch."
Madara felt a surge of irritation at this display.
Ignoring Madara's reaction, Hirofumi had already taken a seat at the table.
"Madara, come eat with me." Hirofumi encouraged.
"Hmph. You little brat. Are you trying to entice me with this food? Let me tell you, it's not going to work. I am Madara, the supreme warrior of the ninja world. Do you think that just because you've prepared some strange dishes, I would be grateful? Absolutely not... I would rather jump off this villa and die than eat a single bite of your food..."
Gurgle…
A strange sound echoed from Madara's stomach.
Hirofumi looked at him quizzically.
Madara felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him. How could his stomach betray him like this, especially after he had just bragged so boldly?
Damn...
What kind of gourmet food had he not seen in his lifetime?
But he had to admit that he had never encountered dishes like these created by this little brat.
What were these things?
Why did they look so peculiar…?
And the aroma… it truly smelled incredible...
"Madara, stop being so tsundere. It's just a meal. What's the big deal? Besides, I never intended to win you over with just one dinner. I know becoming my summoning beast might feel like an insult, but I haven't forced you to do anything you didn't want to do. We merely have a summoning contract, and I can't make you do things unless you agree. Moreover, you've been resurrected and are a living person now. If you don't eat, you'll starve." Hirofumi reasoned.
"Hmph. Me, starve? What a joke... With all these animals around, I could just hunt a couple and grill them. Isn't that much better than your strange food?"
Hirofumi raised a hand in a gesture of invitation.
"Suit yourself."
In reality, Hirofumi understood that a proud warrior like Madara would find it exceedingly difficult to accept being a summoning beast.
But Madara had no choice; the power of the system rendered him unable to resist, and he couldn't attack Hirofumi either.
Hirofumi had no intention of commanding Madara to do anything; he knew that even if he did, Madara would probably ignore his orders.
Thus, it would be better to establish a good relationship with this proud warrior first.
He had some plans for the future, and those plans required the assistance of powerful beings. The strong ones he could summon through the system were his greatest assets right now.
As for the Hidden Leaf Village, that would serve as his foundation.
First, he would gather a force of his own and then aim to become the Hokage of Konoha. With Konoha as his base and the powerful spirits of the past at his disposal, he could aim to engulf the entire ninja world.
At that time, he could aspire to be the eternal emperor of the ninja world…