Uchiha Madara genuinely kept Tsukuyo at arm's length; they didn't interact much.
Later, to cover up the friendship between Hashirama and Madara, Tsukuyo dragged Madara into performing a ridiculously melodramatic scene in front of the Uchiha clan. She even teased Madara, frightening him into awakening his single-tomoe Sharingan.
After that, when Madara faced difficulties, Tsukuyo, while remaining within her clan's territory, still helped him significantly from afar.
Senju Wakama mused that if Tsukuyo wasn't so absurdly powerful, Uchiha Madara might have stopped acknowledging her as a friend altogether.
Now, whenever these two met, it was nothing but fighting.
Seen this way, Tsukuyo's attitude towards Hyuga Haku seemed rather attentive, completely different from how she treated Madara.
However, that was none of Senju Wakama's business.
Just as 'Big Bro Zetsu' advised, don't meddle in Tsukuyo's affairs; just take care of yourself.
As for him? He relied on his old man above and his little sister below – he was perfectly situated in the middle.
No need to worry about cultivation resources.
No need to worry about food, clothing, shelter, or travel.
No need to experience bloody conflict; just eating, drinking, and having fun was enough.
Even if the moon fell from the sky, his sister Tsukuyo would be there to hold it up.
That was how Senju Wakama thought.
When Uchiha Madara sent the bird with the message for Tsukuyo, he himself had actually already arrived at the agreed-upon location ahead of time.
Next, Tsukuyo summoned a servant girl to clear away the tea set, while she had Senju Wakama cover for her, brazenly stating she was leaving the clan grounds.
Senju Wakama knew very well that for the current Tsukuyo, there was almost no one left in the world who could stop her. She was nearly invincible.
The siblings had just entered the Naka River forest when Tsukuyo's pace inexplicably quickened.
From behind, she still looked like she was strolling leisurely, yet in just an instant, she had covered a great distance, forcing Senju Wakama to sprint at full speed to keep up.
Actually, once they were outside the clan grounds, Senju Wakama could have sneaked back. Tsukuyo wouldn't be in any danger alone.
But the flames of gossip burned within Senju Wakama's chest. He was curious why the Uchiha's young clan head would arrange a meeting with the Senju Princess so late at night, for what reason.
The cold moon hung high.
The rustling sound of dry leaves echoed through the forest.
Late autumn meant fallen leaves were especially numerous.
The night wind blew fiercely, and after running for some time, Senju Wakama was covered in leaves.
Finally, Tsukuyo, up ahead, began to slow down.
Senju Wakama realized Uchiha Madara must be nearby.
"Ahem..."
From ahead came a distinctly male voice, characteristic of a boy whose voice was breaking.
Senju Wakama immediately concealed himself in the darkness, continuing forward using his Stealth Jutsu.
Tsukuyo finally stopped in a clearing surrounded by trees up ahead.
Senju Wakama climbed a tall tree, silently observing Tsukuyo from a distance.
His sensory skills weren't weak, yet he still couldn't detect Uchiha Madara's presence.
It seemed his older brother's best friend had increased his strength to a level incomprehensible to Senju Wakama during this time.
Did he make that sound deliberately as a warning, afraid Tsukuyo wouldn't find him?
Before long, Senju Wakama saw a tall figure slowly walking towards Tsukuyo out of the darkness.
With each step the figure took, an overwhelming aura of dominance pressed forward.
It was an intangible bearing, yet it seemed like tangible energy, oppressing from the shadows.
This seemingly ethereal yet substantial presence pierced straight through his back and skin, seeping into Senju Wakama's very bones.
This guy is also a monster...
Senju Wakama's body couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat; instinct urged him to submit to the figure ahead.
He had clearly been training diligently too, yet that Uchiha ahead of him was improving even faster.
Senju Wakama thought perhaps it was because he sparred with Tsukuyo so often that his growth rate was so rapid.
Just as Senju Wakama was about to expose his position due to physical discomfort...
BANG—!
Without a word, Tsukuyo lunged towards the figure at high speed.
Soon, the quiet forest filled with the noise of fists meeting flesh.
Uchiha Madara also struck back heavily at Tsukuyo, but unfortunately, Tsukuyo once again easily deflected all his attacks.
Her taijutsu remained sublime; she was still just as formidable, holding back and showing restraint with every exchange. To Uchiha Madara, this was an unbearable humiliation.
"Madara~ Your presence has improved, hmm? You didn't ask to meet me just to get beaten up, did you?" Tsukuyo handled him effortlessly, smiling brightly.
At this point, Uchiha Madara had already stopped fighting. He lowered his gaze, arms crossed, seeming unwilling to meet Tsukuyo's eyes, yet keeping his body angled warily towards her, alert for any sudden moves.
"Your brother, Wakama, is forcing my male clan members to wear women's clothing. If it's solely to help my clansmen evolve their eyes, this is going too far. I still hope you can find another method."
Uchiha Madara didn't beat around the bush. Without explaining his own reckless attack, he directly stated his reason for coming.
Senju Wakama, hiding nearby, almost burst out laughing when he heard this.
Uchiha Yuki had always hidden her gender.
Under Senju Wakama's care over the past six months, Uchiha Yuki seemed to have become more and more feminine.
This would naturally disgust Uchiha Madara, who believed her to be a man.
But... would Tsukuyo tell Uchiha Madara the truth?
Senju Wakama's heart leaped into his throat.
Tsukuyo looked at Uchiha Madara's sour face and didn't coddle him either, letting out a cold snort, "Why should I listen to your arrangements? The person involved hasn't objected, so who do you think you are, acting all high and mighty?"
"You..." Uchiha Madara seemed furious.
Then, Tsukuyo began to walk, slowly circling Uchiha Madara.
Senju Wakama had experienced this move from Tsukuyo often.
Don't think Tsukuyo was just smugly circling someone for fun; she was actually aiming for their crotch.
"Madara, if you want me to obey your every command, you need to meet two conditions." A wicked grin spread across Tsukuyo's face.
Uchiha Madara's expression was grim, yet he couldn't resist asking, "What conditions?"
"Either be invincible, or possess supreme power and authority." Tsukuyo's voice, previously full of laughter, suddenly turned cold. "And right now, do you possess either of these qualities? You can't beat me, and you can't even call the shots within your own small circle. So, why should I submit to you?"
In the darkness, Uchiha Madara fell silent.
Invincible?
That was his pursuit, but he truly didn't possess such power yet.
Power and authority – did one need both to handle this foul-natured person before him?
Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth. He currently had neither!
A sense of powerlessness crept into his heart. Uchiha Madara hated his insufficient strength.
At this moment, Tsukuyo seemed uninterested in talking further with him.
She quickly reverted to the innocent and lively young girl, her voice carrying a hint of sweetness, "Nee~ Madara, people make their own choices. Don't be so nosy, okay~"
"Don't use that wheedling tone with me. It's disgusting, you know?" Uchiha Madara retorted coldly.