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Madara and his daughter are hiding in the bushes, watching a merchant rearranging apples on his fruit stand. Madara points.
"Look well, daughter. You see that man over there?"
"Yes, Daddy?"
"He insulted your father gravely. Let us practice your katons to show him."
"Okay, Daddy!"
She starts weaving her hand seals.
xXx
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"You set fire to his fruit stand?!" Hashi says, while their daughter laughs and Madara stands, arms crossed, aloof and disaffected.
"Do not worry, Hashirama. She only set the sign on fire."
xXx
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Madara has forbidden their daughter from using the Sharingan. No ocular techniques, just taijutsu and ninjutsu. "Some day, you will be blind," Madara says, and he ties the blindfold around her head. "You need to learn how to sense the things around you without your sight."
He begins her training in earnest. "Daughter," Madara says, and he sets down his bag of weapons. "Today I will teach you how to dance."
The little girl's face brightens.
xXx
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"Why were you throwing rocks at our child?!" Hashi says.
Madara holds up his hands. "I was teaching her to dodge, so that she is not so dependent on the Sharingan."
"By throwing rocks at her?! Knives? Shuriken?!"
"Calm yourself, Hashirama, I would not use weapons against her if I weren't confident she'd survive."
Hashi crosses her arms. "I don't think you should be talking about our daughter 'surviving' your training," Hashi says. Madara frowns.
"Need I remind you, Hashirama, there are jounin not even half her skill level being thrown into mortal peril at all times. I fail to see how she's in any danger from a few loose rocks."
"Can't you just skip stones by the river with her? Practice her katons against wooden targets instead of people?"
"I fail to see the utility in that."
"Ugh."
"More to the point, Hashirama, I'm concerned you're growing soft. We lived in an era of constant war. You are coddling our children."
Hashi looks around. "Wait a minute, where are the babies?" she says.
Madara cocks his head to the side, where she sees the baby and the toddler playing with their toys inside his Susanoo. "I would have left them with weapons, but you told me not to," Madara says.