My Summoned Beast is Uchiha Madara

Uchiha Madara narrowed his eyes slightly.

If he could somehow obtain this bizarre summoning method, then his plan would be even more foolproof.

And maybe... just maybe, I can turn that blockhead Hashirama into my summon someday...

Madara's lips curled in a sinister arc.

Hahaha... the great Hashirama Senju, at my beck and call... I'd summon him out just to mess with him whenever I get bored!

The thought alone was exhilarating.

And if I can revive my brother too... the three of us, together again...

Ahem! Just my brother and I, of course! As for Hashirama... just a dumb beast summon!

"Oi, Madara! What's with that creepy grin? You look like you're plotting something disgusting."

Hiromi's voice yanked Madara out of his fantasy.

Damn it!!!

He'd been daydreaming about enslaving Hashirama, only to snap back to reality and remember—he was the summon now!

So the clown... was me all along?!

"Brat! Don't get cocky. Just because I'm your so-called summon beast doesn't mean you can order me around!"

Hiromi waved it off casually. "Relax. I never expected I could order you. Let's be real—only Hashirama ever had that kind of power over you."

Madara's face twitched.

He remembered that moment vividly—the war, the battlefield, and his exhilaration upon seeing Hashirama reanimated. He had been giddy, ready for an all-out fight… until Hashirama casually told him to wait.

And he had actually waited.

"Hashirama? That idiot?! He couldn't order me around either! He's just a dumb musclehead!"

Hiromi chuckled. "Sure, sure. Let's talk more later. I'm going to undo the summoning for now. You'll go back to my summoning space, and we can chat there anytime.

I've been stuck in the Spirit Realm for a while—people in the real world are probably getting worried."

"Hmph! Whatever, brat..."

Madara couldn't argue. He literally couldn't defy the summoning contract. Not yet, anyway.

But once he uncovered the secrets behind Hiromi's system… then he'd turn the tables.

I'll make that brat my summon someday. Killing him would be too easy. I'll tame him instead!

What Madara didn't realize was that the chakra of Indra was already influencing his mindset.

Normally, his pride would never allow him to become someone's pet summon. But now… killing Hiromi didn't even feel like an option.

He hadn't noticed the subtle shift in his own heart.

Hiromi formed the release seal. Poof! With a puff of smoke, Madara vanished.

In that moment, Hiromi sensed the formation of a mysterious inner space—his own summoning realm.

It wasn't like Naruto's gloomy sewer-like seal.

No, this was a serene mountain landscape, filled with chirping birds and flowing streams.

He could already see Madara's stunned expression as he arrived.

Without lingering, Hiromi activated the system link.

"System, time to send me back, right?"

[Please prepare for transference.]

Poof!

The Spirit Realm fell silent again.

— — —

In the real world…

The Ninja Academy classroom was packed.

Iruka-sensei stood at the front, surrounded by concerned students. Even the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, had arrived.

Along with him were Hiromi's grandfather, Itou Daikawa, and his father, Itou Aoyama—both wearing grave expressions as they glanced at Hiromi's empty seat.

And next to them stood… a bandaged man with a single visible eye—Shimura Danzo.

Danzo had caught wind of the incident and rushed over.

He didn't care much about the lives of children. But if this kid had really been reverse-summoned to some hidden holy land, then his potential might rival Jiraiya's.

If I can bring this brat into Root...

Heh heh heh...

After all, Danzo was the "deepest root" of Konoha.

Surely the boy wouldn't resist.

Hiruzen glanced sideways at Danzo, eyes narrowing. He didn't say a word—but he didn't like how quickly Danzo had shown up.

His reach is too long…

Itou Daikawa, meanwhile, was pacing in frustration.

"How could my grandson vanish like that?! This makes no sense!"

He was nearly the same age as Hiruzen, and had once served under him in his youth.

"Hokage-sama… what exactly happened here?! If it's reverse summoning, when will my grandson come back?!"

Hiruzen took a deep puff of his pipe.

"Daikawa… I'm afraid there's not much I can do. The only known shinobi to experience reverse summoning was my student, Jiraiya.

Unfortunately, Jiraiya isn't in the village right now. I've already dispatched ANBU to find him."

Daikawa sighed heavily.

But just then—Poof!

A burst of smoke erupted from Hiromi's seat.

A figure appeared right in the middle of the classroom.