Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 300: Is It Worth It?

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Wood Release: Wood Dragon Technique!

The slaughter carried out by Nawaki showed no signs of stopping.

No matter how carefully they had calculated, no one could have predicted that the one to finally raise the blade against them would be the very person they had placed their hopes upon.

The fact that the clan trusted him so deeply was itself proof of Senju Nawaki's overwhelming strength.

With Yayoi's assistance, his true power now far surpassed that of Uchiha Itachi, who had just awakened his Mangekyō Sharingan.

He had become one of the most formidable forces on the battlefield, standing at the very summit of strength.

The betrayal of such a crucial figure at the decisive moment dealt an unimaginable blow to the Senju clan. The sudden loss of one of their strongest, coupled with the enemy gaining that same strength, immediately tipped the scales against them, plunging them into an overwhelming disadvantage.

Fortunately, the Reanimation Jutsu proved powerful enough to withstand the situation. Otherwise, if the Wood Dragon were allowed to rampage unchecked, not even the countless Senju clansmen would have been enough to stop that lone traitor from slaughtering them all.

"You damned traitor," muttered Tobirama through gritted teeth. His hands swiftly changed their seals as he prepared to use his reanimated body to hold off the enemy, intending to personally go after the traitor.

Unfortunately, Uchiha Izuna would never allow him the opportunity.

Blaze Release: Kagutsuchi!

Countless arrows of searing orange flames rained down from the heavens, covering the skies. At a glance, the fiery storm stretched across several dozen meters.

Izuna's intention was simple and cruel: "You want to save them? Fine. Then I will give you more lives than you can ever hope to save."

Faced with such an inescapable attack, Tobirama had no choice but to reluctantly perform a wide-range Water Release technique.

Water Release: Great Exploding Water Colliding Wave!

A terrifying surge of water erupted, forming a natural buffer that not only neutralized Izuna's Blaze Release but also significantly countered the traitor's rampaging Wood Dragon.

Faced with such an overwhelming flood, even the fiercest attacks could be temporarily withstood. As long as they dived into the water, they could avoid certain death. It was a desperate but practical strategy, saving precious time and lives, leaving the greater burden of confrontation to Tobirama himself.

For the sake of protecting the Senju clan, this old man had truly racked his brain and fought with all his heart.

Moreover, the tactic achieved remarkable results. The Wood Dragon dared not descend to the ground, and even Izuna's fully materialized Susanoo was forced to take to the skies.

Gazing coldly at the massive figure above, Tobirama's expression grew even graver. His mind raced with countless thoughts.

"To instigate Nawaki's betrayal and later shift all the blame for the clan's destruction onto him... What a meticulous and vicious plan."

Yet, the more he thought about it, the less he believed Izuna, that brash fool, could have come up with such a deep and cunning scheme.

Could it be that after so many years apart, that foolish little brat had somehow become smart?

At that moment, the Senju clan's courtyard was completely enveloped by a crimson barrier, cutting it off from the outside world. No outsider could possibly spy on what was happening within.

There was no need for guessing. Only one person could have set up such a sinister trap: Hyūga Yayoi.

"Since you are already here, you might as well come out," Tobirama called out coldly. His voice echoed across the blood-soaked battlefield. "Sneaking around like rats will only make others laugh at you."

A soft chuckle answered him. From the shadows, Yayoi and Kochou emerged, walking side by side into the open.

"Senju Tobirama, are you really in any position to accuse others of being sneaky?" Yayoi said, her voice light but dripping with contempt.

Their appearance was not surprising. After all, one had long since retired from public life, and the other had spent her days lurking within the shadows of the ANBU. No one would suspect their involvement in such a catastrophic event as the massacre of the Senju.

Only one figure needed to remain uninvolved: Uchiha Haruto, the Third Hokage.

As the leader of the village, he absolutely could not afford even the slightest suspicion of being involved in the annihilation of the Senju clan.

There was no need to question it. Tobirama understood all too well that Haruto was likely staying safely inside the Hokage Residence, surrounded by a crowd of witnesses prepared to vouch for his innocence.

Such cautious measures were clear as day to Tobirama. Had he been in Haruto's place, he would have done exactly the same.

Without Haruto's direct presence, the battle would be somewhat easier. However, the two opponents before him were formidable enough to pose a tremendous threat.

One wielded the Tenseigan, and the other the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan. Tobirama felt an almost unbearable weight pressing down upon him.

Fortunately, he was not without his own preparations.

"Yayoi," a familiar voice called out.

The newcomer was a man of towering stature, his body covered in thick, knotted muscles.

It was none other than the long-missing Sanfang, the user of the Eight Gates Released Formation.

Ever since he had officially fallen out with the Uchiha, he had been expelled from the Hyūga clan by Yayoi herself. Since then, he had gone into hiding within the Senju clan's territory, silently waiting for a moment such as this.

His sudden appearance surprised no one. In fact, it seemed almost inevitable. The only reason Yayoi had dared to reveal herself was because she had come to personally dispose of this man.

"Why?" Sanfang demanded, feeling the killing intent radiating from Yayoi without the slightest attempt to conceal it. His forehead bulged with veins, and he forced the words out from deep within his throat, his voice raw with rage and sorrow.

"He has been dead for so long already. I only want to know... was it worth it?"

Upon hearing these words, even Uchiha Kochou's ever-present smile faded, a rare moment of solemnity appearing upon her face. For this was the very same question she had asked herself countless times.

Was it worth it?

Abandoning her name, casting aside her true self, giving up everything she once possessed, just to earn the right to stand at that man's side.

Was it truly worth it?

In the beginning, she had nothing to rely on. Without her lord's protection, she would have long perished in some forgotten, desolate corner of the world.

"I never had the right to consider such a question," Uchiha Kochou said, her smile carrying a trace of sorrow and bitterness.

But the woman standing beside her was different. She truly possessed the qualifications to stand proudly at that man's side, without doubt, without shame.

At this moment, more than ever, Kochou yearned to know the answer hidden deep within Yayoi's heart.

Was it really worth it?

"I had no choice at the time," for the first time, Yayoi quietly revealed her true feelings to an outsider.

"If I had not clung to him, what awaited me would have been a life of endless suffering, a life more painful than death."

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"And later..."

"I gradually realized..."

"In this lifetime..."

"I would never meet a man more exceptional than him."

Lowering her gaze, Yayoi fell into a heavy silence. Her eyes, usually so sharp and calm, now revealed a rare trace of confusion.

Perhaps only she herself knew how many times she had secretly contemplated ending Uzumaki Mito's life.

She had even devised countless detailed plans.

Even if it were him, even if it were that man, he might not have discovered that the person behind it all was none other than herself.

As for who would take the blame afterwards, there were too many suitable targets to choose from.

Black Zetsu, Tobirama, and if necessary, even the Raikage or Mizukage could be made scapegoats.

Yet in the end, she never made a move.

The reason was simple.

She did not want to see that man grieve.

That alone was enough.

"You fool," Yayoi's lips curled into a bitter, mocking smile. "Of course it was not worth it. I wasted my entire life, dragged down by my own emotions."

"If I could choose again, I would rather find a way to break the cursed seal on my own. I would never tie myself to him again."

"But even so..."

"I know very well in my heart... I do not truly regret it."

BOOOOOM!!!!

Lost in the turmoil of her emotions, Yayoi's senses dulled significantly. Before she could react, a heavy blow crashed into her abdomen.

The enemy's kick landed fiercely, sending her staggering backwards.

"Did you ever spare a thought for me?!" The one who had attacked her was none other than Sanfang.

This man, once praised by many as the very embodiment of loyalty and devotion, had long since been consumed by a raging jealousy that clouded his reason.

"You love him so much, do you?" he shouted, his voice hoarse with fury and heartbreak. "Then today, I will send you to reunite with him!"

Eight Gates Released Formation.

Seventh Gate — Gate of Wonder — Open!

A violent storm of blue steam erupted around Sanfang, his killing intent exploding outward in an uncontrollable surge.

Releasing all restraints, he displayed a terrifying power far greater than anyone present had ever seen.

Only now did the onlookers realize, with a shudder in their hearts, that during his previous battle against Uchiha Nagisa, this man had not even fought at his full strength.

"You bastard," Uchiha Kochou's anger reached an unprecedented peak.

A pink Susanoo rapidly began to form around her, its massive silhouette towering into the air.

Today, she swore she would tear this man into a thousand pieces.

What kind of delusional fool was he, daring to covet Kyōsuke-sama's woman? He should take a good look at himself in a puddle before dreaming such ridiculous dreams.

"Hmph. Your reactions are too slow."

Before her Susanoo could fully materialize, Sanfang had already closed the distance between them. With a speed that broke the limits of the human eye, he launched a fearsome punch straight at her.

Daytime Tiger!

The colossal chakra construct, not yet fully solidified, shattered instantly, dissolving into a rain of pink light particles that scattered into the air.

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