[Naruto] I really don’t know how to use wood escape.

1

When I went out, I ran into Quan Na.

Quan Na seems to like coming to see him these two days.

Madara stood at the entrance of the courtyard and watched Izuna coming from a distance on the cold dew. Izuna was wearing dark blue hakama, which is popular among Uchiha, and had a small sword on her waist.

"Brother Ban, why are you standing at the gate of the courtyard?"

"I'm going to find a doctor from my clan."

"Brother Ban, are you sick? How do you feel? Are you okay?"

Madara rubbed Quan Na's head, "It's not me who's sick, it's Rong. The wind blew in the middle of the night last night, and I started to have a high fever in the morning. I'm afraid it will get worse, so I'm going to go find a doctor."

"Isn't it just a fever? You're too squeamish!"

"She is an ordinary person, so she is naturally different from ninjas like us. Okay, Izuna, you look at her first, I'll leave first."

Quan Nai responded feebly, and then walked into the courtyard.

The wind blows across your face, and you can still feel the biting cold. Indeed, it is easy to have a fever in the cold spring weather, but there is always a problem in Quan Nai's heart, and he does not like Rong at all.

Walking to the living room, Rong lay quietly on the bed, like a lifeless doll, but the blush on his face added a bit of color, and there was still heat in the bamboo cup next to him, blurring Rong's face.

Since Rong was ill and unable to hear, Quan Nai started talking about it without restraint.

"She looks good, but her health is too bad. How can she be Brother Ban's wife?"

As the son of the clan leader, Quan Nai had received intelligence and interrogation from the clan from a very early age. Naturally, he had heard all kinds of legends about Rong.

In the Senju tribe, there is a Kaguya who has risen from the moon. She has long hair like cherry blossoms, eyes like emeralds, her lips are like roses with dewdrops, and the bridge of her nose is like an undulating mountain range. Her skin was like white snow under the winter moonlight - such an exaggerated description. Countless words of praise swarmed around this girl, as mysterious as a god in the sky.

Young people are always tough-talking.

"Brother Ban will not marry you."

"A pampered person like you won't understand the world of ninjas."

"You don't even know how to hold the shuriken without scratching yourself. What Madara needs is a virtuous wife who can take care of him. You can't even take care of yourself, and you're still blowing the wind in the middle of the night...here But there’s no such thing as romance.”

Izuna puffed her cheeks out of habit, and suddenly realized that it was immature, so she stopped quickly, but when she stopped, she thought that there was no one here, and was embarrassed to do such "childish" behavior again.

……

"Brother Ban, why aren't you back yet?"

Rong coughed a few times on the bed. Quan Nai helped her up and asked, "Hey! How are you?"

Rong opened her eyes and saw a vague hedgehog in front of her, her brain blurred into a ball unconsciously. She reached out to touch it curiously like a child.

It's short, a little hard and prickly, ah, it turns out it's not a hedgehog, it's hair!

In my memory, I seem to have grabbed a soft silver thing like this. What was it?

Rong thought for a long time and couldn't remember.

But Quan Nai had already moved her head away, and the young man's voice was quite embarrassing: "What are you doing!"

A blush appeared on the fair and handsome young man's face. He pulled his hair with his hands and tried to shake off all the girl's breath, but it was in vain because he had long remembered the burning breath due to fever. The feeling of the girl's warm fingers on his scalp, and the words the girl said into his ear: "You smell so good."

Izuna has a scent that is different from Madara's. It is a warm and soapy fragrance. You can feel the vitality of a boy just by feeling it. It is a scent that Rong likes.

Rong likes to abide by the strange etiquette of the human world, but that's just because she likes it. In essence, she is still an unscrupulous god.

2

Madara heard Izuna's voice from a long way away. The accompanying doctor looked a little surprised, because Izuna was always as serious as Madara. He glanced at Madara carefully and found that Madara's face relaxed slightly. It's like laughing.

Sure enough, he is still a young man, but he is different from old people like them.

The Uchiha clan is not good at talking. If you help me, then I will definitely keep the kindness in my heart and repay you next time. There is no excessive thanks, no need to express gratitude in words, just repay silently. This almost becomes Established the internal rules of Uchiha.

Of course there are exceptions, and some overly lively Uchiha are not among them.

The doctor came in. Sitting on the bed was an overly beautiful girl with long cherry-colored hair, and next to her was the serious Izuna. At this time, they were far apart, as if Izuna disliked her very much.

So is this the woman that the young patriarch likes?

Uchiha Shicheng, who was already so old that his hair was thick with hair, sighed inwardly.

She is indeed a beautiful woman.

Because only Uchiha Tajima, Madara and Senju knew about the Wood Release. What outsiders only knew was that Uchiha Madara snatched a woman from Senju.

Madara is not very interested in the rumors within the clan, so he doesn't know about the sexy news about himself at all, and even if he knows, he won't explain it deliberately.

This is the best doctor in the Uchiha clan. He has retired normally, but he was still brought here by Madara, a young junior. Of course, there is also the reason why this old Uchiha dotes on his junior too much.

The girl looked over with blank eyes, and there was still a little blush on her face, but it had faded a lot.

"It doesn't look like anything serious."

Uchiha Shicheng touched Rong's forehead and said, and then his hands, as dry and thin as chicken feet, emitted a faint green chakra. After a while, Rong felt that her head returned to normal. She suddenly felt a faint sense of loss. In fact, Being sick is quite fun.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, girl, as long as you can take good care of the young patriarch."

Uchiha Shisei said with a smile. He touched the beard growing on his chin and walked away slowly. He also took Senna away, leaving space for the two young people.

Quanna:?

spot:?

Uchiha Shisei:_(:3ゝ∠)_

Madara saw the girl in front of him and closed his eyes slightly. The girl didn't speak, so he didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere became cold.

"Thank you for last night, Madara-kun."

Madara had been lying on the bed last night, but he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so he got up and took the girl back to the room.

I guess the girl must have felt it.

"No need." Madara said coldly.

"Madara-kun is such a gentle person!"

Madara calmly looked away and looked at the top of the girl's head. Only such a simple person would think like this.

In fact, he was somewhat grateful to the girl, because if it weren't for the girl, maybe he would have had to fight Hashirama. It can be said that the existence of the girl prevented her from having a head-on conflict with her best friend.

Now all innocence has been buried in the lower reaches of the Nanga River, and now only Uchiha Madara, the young leader of the Uchiha clan, is left.

Rong felt the weakness of his body, which was really a novel experience.

"Madara-kun, aren't you going to train?"

Seeing Madara's silence, Rong couldn't help but interrupt his thoughts.

"Not today."

After hesitating for a moment, Madara extended an invitation: "Do you want to go to Nanga River?"

Obviously you want to go!

Finally Rong agreed.

Because she is indeed a god who will not refuse, a god who listens carefully to the wishes of believers every day, a god who fulfills the petitions of every devout believer, and a god who will sacrifice for his believers. She is truly a beloved god. A good god who cares for his followers.

If it hadn't been for the arrival of the wasteland, the Harvest believers might have been the happiest believers.

Because they don't have to ask for mercy from the gods, the gods are always watching over them.

3

I'm embarrassed to go to Nanhe River again, it's really awkward for a young person.

So Sakae went to Nanga River with Madara.

The broad Nanga River was sparkling with sparkles, and the morning sun was not too hot. She walked all the way to the vicinity of the Nanga River without saying anything. Rong was already exhausted. She leaned against the tree, breathing heavily, while Madara stared at I don’t know what the surface of the Nanga River is thinking.

Rong knew what he was thinking, and when her breath calmed down a little, she patted Madara on the shoulder.

Madara grabbed her hand before it even reached her shoulder.

Madara looked at her expressionlessly, because his moody and gloomy aura didn't scare Sakae.

"this is not your fault."

Rong did not break away from Madara's hand that was holding her. She softened her tone and spoke to Madara like she was comforting a child.

"Wars are everywhere. Plants will fight for sunlight and water. Animals will fight for food and territory. The same goes for people. As long as there are living things, they will happen everywhere. Fighting, war everywhere.”

Madara blames himself for not being able to protect his younger brother, for not being able to protect the friendship between himself and his best friend, and for surviving in this world, but Rong understands that none of these can trap this stubborn young man, he will To change this era, he just needs a little support.

In any case, Rong saw in Madara and Hashirama the temperament of a great leader who was ahead of the times. She never doubted her vision and she believed in her own ideas.

After all, she is a great god!

Madara's expression was slightly moved. Since breaking up with Hashirama, he has been trapped in this thought all the time. Is his friendship with a boy from a hostile family wrong? Or is this world wrong? He didn't know it, but his father was old and he had to shoulder the responsibility of being a clan leader. He had to lead Uchiha to victory.

It was his bondage, a curse he willingly accepted.

The curse called love.

He will protect his only brother and protect Quan Nai in this cruel world.

"What do you understand if you have never participated in the war?"

Rong smiled, as quietly as a drop of water falling into a pond.

"But Madara-kun is troubled by this, so I thought, even if I haven't participated in the war, I still want to comfort Madara-kun!"

The girl's emerald green eyes stared at him, like fine gems, and Madara's heart beat slightly faster.

"Madara-kun, you are a gentle person."

This is the second time. This is the second time.

Madara closed his eyes slightly, what's going on? The heart is beating so fast!

He has always been a Shura on the battlefield, but this is the second time someone said he was gentle.

Both times from the same person.

It's so strange why my heart can't stop.

Madara opened his eyes and stared at the girl, his three magatama sharingan eyes turning like blood.

His voice was a little hoarse, "Rong... I remember you."