[Naruto] When Madara’s girlfriend wears pink and becomes Madara’s mother

【52】

"This is called red bean steamed bun. It's very delicious."

Aosuke shook the quail-sized red bean bun in his hand and broke it open to reveal the reddish-brown filling inside.

"Madara, do you want to try it?"

The future tyrannical and cool Uchiha Madara is now a dumpling, spitting bubbles, staring at the sweet-smelling food in his brother's hand, waving his little arms very fast, looking extremely anxious.

Milk Spot: "Uh-huh!" Eat it for me!

"Okay, I'll give you one."

Sosuke threw the broken red bean bun into his mouth, took out a new one from the box, and stuffed it into his brother's mouth.

Mari peeked his head from the next room and saw this scene, a drop of sweat slipped from his forehead: "Aosuke! Madara is still young and can't digest red beans and glutinous rice!"

The red bean bun stopped five centimeters in front of Naiban's open mouth. The little child watched helplessly as the delicious-smelling food turned a corner and returned to his brother's mouth.

With two red bean buns stuffed in his mouth, Aosuke said vaguely: "Mother said you can't eat them."

Milk Spot: "…………ah!"

The angry little Douding tilted his body, fell to the ground, and crawled towards the truth very fast.

Zhi became happy all of a sudden. He threw the brush and pushed aside the advanced sealing technique. He opened his hands to welcome his son's surrender.

"Come on~~Madara~~"

Oh oh oh! The super invincible and cute Nipples ran towards me, ah no, crawled over! !

The villain in the heart of truth was waving the light stick at the speed of light while bursting into tears.

I have no regrets in this life to see such a cute little spot! !

Madara, who was picked up by his mother, held Mari's collar with one hand and pointed at Sosuke, who was still eating, with the other hand, and loudly accused: "Uh-huh, ah!" He won't give it to me!

Zhi couldn't stop laughing, squeezed the little guy's tightly clenched fist, and explained: "Madara, red bean buns are really, really not good, they will give you a stomachache."

Guangyao, who was playing with wooden dolls on the side, couldn't stand it anymore. He walked over and pushed his brother: "Brother Aosuke, eat quickly, don't let Madara see it."

Aosuke: "Okay."

He quickly stuffed the remaining buns into his mouth, and his cheeks suddenly bulged like a little hamster.

Milk Spot: "...??"

Seeing the little guy's mouth flattened and ready to howl, Zhenli quickly put Naiban on his shoulders and patted his back comfortingly: "Don't cry, don't cry, I'll eat milk cake later."

After comforting the little one, Jinri said helplessly to Cangsuke: "Cangsuke, Guangyao asked you to swallow what's in your mouth and take the rest to eat elsewhere. I didn't ask you to eat it all at once. You are so If you eat it, you will choke..."

Before he finished speaking, Aosuke began to beat his chest, with a look of pain on his face.

Mari quickly put Madara down, carried Sosuke to the corridor, put the child's chest down on his knees, condensed a thin layer of senjutsu chakra on his palm, and patted his back from bottom to top with a clever force .

The magic chakra, which was only as thick as silk thread, gently vibrated the child's chest and diaphragm.

"vomit--"

A large lump of food that was choking in his throat was spit out, and Aosuke's expression finally returned to normal.

"Pity……"

The naughty kid didn't feel that he was wandering on the edge of life and death. He only felt that the delicious food was wasted.

Jinri's face darkened and he said angrily: "Aosuke——!"

Aosuke lowered his head at the speed of light: "I was wrong!"

"It's quick to admit your mistake. Have you changed it? I've told you so many times, don't eat so fast!"

"It's so delicious..."

“It’s delicious but you should chew it slowly! You can’t taste the delicious food by gobbling it up!”

"I can!"

"Yes or no!"

Over there, daily training began.

Here, Guangyao took out a piece of milk cake made from goat's milk from the box on the table and put it in Madara's hand. Then he pointed at Sosuke, who was standing in the yard with his head drooped and being criticized, and said with the look of a young adult on his face,

"Madara, don't imitate Sosuke-nii."

"Mmm!"

Guangyao looked at his younger brother's hair, which had already shown the potential to become hairy, and couldn't help but touch it.

The furry hand feels like a little chicken!

Mari gave Sosuke a lesson and punished him by throwing kunai a hundred times. When he turned around, he saw Guangyao rubbing his brother's hairy head.

Naiban looked impatient. While dodging her sister's hand, she was distracted from licking the milk cake in her hand.

That impatient and confused little expression is so cute.

Ahhhh! Madara’s stinky face is so cute! ! >_<

Truth screamed in his heart and happily joined the ranks of "touching the head".

Nipples groaned in protest, but was completely ignored by her mother and sister.

Guangyao: "Mom, Madara's hair looks a lot like my father's. It's straight up now. It will definitely become more voluminous in the future, right?"

Both Guangyao and Aosuke's hair looks like the truth, straight and smooth. Now that my brother is a hottie, the little girl finds it very strange and can't stop rubbing it.

Truth tried to make his smile look less weird: "Huh? Yeah."

In Mari's mind, Madara's appearance appeared in his mind. His long, explosive black hair was as spectacular as a Christmas tree...

The breast spots that were rubbed back and forth by my mother and sister like a stuffed toy: "..."

"Crack!"

After finishing the snack, I had a mouth full of white milk stains, pushed away the clutches of my mother and sister, and once again used the speed of the future "Shura of the Ninja World" to crawl towards the corridor.

Guangyao: "Madara, where are you going?"

Uchiha Shinen, who had not seen any of his grandchildren for ten minutes, looked at the other end of the corridor. When he saw the youngest one crawling out, his majestic eyes immediately narrowed into slits.

"Madara, are you going to the training ground with grandpa to watch everyone spit fireballs?"

"Pfft!"

Big fireball? Naiban thought it was funny, so she immediately stopped, sat on the floor, and reached out for her grandpa to hug her.

Uchiha Shinen asked Guangyao again: "Guangyao, are you coming too?"

Guangyao nodded. He was tired of playing with the doll and wanted to go out for a walk: "Okay."

The old man picked up the two children together and said in a long voice: "Let's go——"

Aosuke threw all the kunai in his hand and followed quickly: "Grandpa, wait for me!"

Zhi was shocked: "Cangsuke! Your kunai hasn't been..."

"I'll come back and continue practicing!"

Watching the walking team go away, Zhenri smiled and shook his head, sat back at the desk, took out a new piece of paper and started drawing.

The images of the three children soon appeared on the paper.

Aosuke lowered his head to admit his mistake but his eyes were wandering around.

Guangyao studied his brother's head carefully.

Licking the small spots on the milk cake with relish.

After admiring the smiling faces of the children, Jin added a man with hair half covering his face in the blank space.

After all, he is the child's father, so don't let him slip away.

Nodding with satisfaction, Zhenli hung the painting under the window and returned to studying the sealing technique.

In order to protect this happiness, she will work hard!

【53】

Because of her pregnancy, Zhenri ended her "study" in the Kingdom of Whirlpool early and returned home early. After Madara was born, the situation outside became even more chaotic and strange.

Small frictions occurred from time to time, but after all, it was not a full-scale war, and it was not yet time for Mari, the strongest combat power of Uchiha, to appear. In addition, the "Wind God Express" run by my brother Shingo is running well, and there are no major problems inside or outside.

Truth was very rare and didn't go anywhere. He stayed at home and continued to learn the sealing technique while playing with his three children.

The progress of learning the sealing technique of truth is pretty good.

Thanks to the knowledge gained in her previous life, she was not too difficult with the sealing technique, which included a lot of modern mathematics and physics knowledge, and the sealing scroll she tried to make was also very successful.

This kind of sealing scroll is not difficult. It has won the favor of several tribesmen and popularized this kind of storage scroll among the teams going on missions to reduce the burden of action.

Next, Mari plans to use Senjutsu Chakra to create a special sealing array for Black Zetsu based on the Jinchuuriki's sealing technique.

Cicadas are chirping outside the house, and the persimmon branches in the yard are lush and leafy. This is the hottest time of the year.

"Beep, beep."

Rushing footsteps were heard in the corridor, and a small figure rushed in like a whirlwind, pounced directly on the truth, and hugged her waist tightly.

Looking down at the little fried head in his arms, Mari said: "Madara?"

"..."

He ran in a hurry just now, and the little guy is still gasping for air, but he doesn't raise his head and refuses to speak.

Zhenli raised his head and looked at Guangyao who came in behind.

"Guangyao, what's wrong with Madara? You're so angry."

Uchiha Mitsuhiro sighed like a young adult and slowly talked about what happened in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, grandpa took Guangyao and Madara to deliver wine and food to an old friend who was looking after the "sheep pen". The adults were drinking and chatting, while the two children were playing near the "sheep pen".

While they were having fun, Madara suddenly shouted "What is that?" and then happily walked into the woods. Guangyao was worried that his younger brother would follow.

Not long after, Guangyao found Madara.

My little brother fell to the ground miserably. He was hit on the face by something unknown, his nosebleed, and he kept crying in pain.

"I'm not crying!" Naiban suddenly raised her head and the "evil" dragon roared.

"That's why you cried. I saw you wiped your eyes with your sleeve." Guangyao said matter-of-factly.

"No, it means no!" Naiban refused to admit it.

Looking up, Mari could clearly see the injuries on Madara's face.

The tip of the nose was red, and dried blood clots could still be seen in the nostrils. One side of the soft little face was swollen, and there were several long and thin marks that looked like sharp claws. It looked like it had been kicked by some wild beast.

The injury wasn't serious, but Madara's awkward look, where he obviously wanted to cry but felt so embarrassed that he was holding it back, made Mari just want to laugh.

No, you can't laugh!

It will hurt the child's self-esteem.

Taking a deep breath, Zhenli forcibly suppressed the raised corners of his mouth, and raised his hand to touch Nipple's cheek. A soft green light lit up in his palm, healing his wounds.

"Madara is so brave, awesome~"

In short, praise first.

Who knew it would be counterproductive.

The gentle touch from the mother released the grievances and frustrations that the child had held in his heart, and the tears that finally couldn't be held began to fall down.

"Oh, mom, wuwu...it hurts..."

Naiban's crying actually made Zhenli feel distressed, and she helped the child wipe away his tears. Zhi held him in her arms again and stroked his back, "It's okay, it's okay. Just cry out if it hurts. Mom is here."

Even if he is so powerful in the future that he can defeat ten thousand people with one person, Madara is just an ordinary child who will cry because of a small injury.

My sister Guangyao was also comforting me: "Madara, how about we ask Brother Cangjie to set a trap around the sheepfold later? We will surely catch that cunning guy."

Truth asked curiously: "What animal is it?"

Around the sheepfold, Truth will periodically call on Chongming to replenish its scale powder. Logically speaking, no animal dares to approach.

Naipan, who had just cried, was nestled in her mother's arms. She was too embarrassed to raise her head and just made a muffled sound.

"I didn't see it clearly either. It seemed like a big orange dog."