Chapter 37
Tobirama, developing his sensory techniques, began to detect anomalies—faint, familiar chakra signatures that appeared and vanished, animal movements that were too coordinated. He set a logical trap. He left a specific, complex fuinjutsu problem in a place only his genius brother would think to look, disguised as a discarded scroll.
Days later, he found it solved, with an elegant solution that bore Itama's unique, hybrid style of thinking. Next to it was a single, perfect cherry blossom—a flower that had no business being in season. Tobirama allowed himself a small, rare smile. His brother was alive. The asset was still in play. He redoubled his efforts to create systems for the village that could one day accommodate a "spectral" guardian.