Chapter 2: The First Step to Becoming a Ninja God
"I refuse! Who would play such a childish game? No one cares about who pees farther! Humph." Uchiha Madara snorted, his voice carrying a nasal tone. As expected, he truly deserved the title of the number one tsundere in the Naruto world.
"I think it's a good idea, Madara. It sounds interesting. Although I've never tried it before, since he's so confident, maybe he really is good at it." The ever-naïve Hashirama found Su Xiuyu's suggestion amusing. Only someone with a brain like Hashirama would actually take it seriously.
"Well, since everyone thinks it's fine, let's get started," Su Xiuyu announced, already preparing to take off his pants before Madara could protest. He couldn't give this tsundere a chance to back out. Sure enough, the clueless Hashirama also started untying his waistband, and Madara, his face flushed red, hesitated before following suit.
"The loser has to fulfill a small request from the winner!" Su Xiuyu declared. "Ready... go!" He didn't even wait for them to agree before shouting the start.
And so, the three of them stood by the river, competing to see who could pee the farthest. Su Xiuyu focused all his effort into his "technique." No one would ever believe that the future ninja gods were once three fools competing to pee by the river.
In the end, the results were clear: Su Xiuyu took first place, Hashirama came in second, and Madara, unfortunately, placed last.
"Damn it! How could I lose?!" Madara cursed. "This isn't fair! I didn't drink enough water today!" His frustration was evident—he knew he had just done something incredibly stupid, yet he still cared about the outcome.
Hashirama patted him on the shoulder, trying to comfort him. "Madara, it was just a game. A loss is a loss. Alright, alright, I believe you didn't drink enough water."
Then, turning to Su Xiuyu, he said, "Alright, you're the big winner. What do you want us to do? But if it's too difficult, I won't do it."
Su Xiuyu exhaled in relief and glanced at the young Madara. Thank god Hashirama was here. If he weren't, Madara might have actually killed him over this ridiculous contest.
"My request isn't anything major. I just want a little bit of your blood."