Promoting Konoha's cup of wine at the Magic College

Dusk rolled in, covered with a thin mist and a vague drizzle. The bluestone pavement and stone steps were dim and dim, but the rain was really faint, just a slight splash of cool water vapor on the face, and the pedestrians on the street were fresh. Someone holds an umbrella.

After completing the day's tasks, Uchiha Madara, who was tired and tired, came to the familiar dessert shop as usual.

But before he entered the store, looking at the warm and dim lights and the vaguely moving figures behind the curtain, Madara felt a strong emotion that he had never felt before in his heart.

It feels so strange.

Madara frowned slightly, thinking that his brother should still be waiting for him inside, so he put aside the sudden inexplicable feeling, opened the curtain and walked in quickly.

A strong and erratic sweet aroma hits your face, a candle flame in the lamp is lively, and people are noisy.

Madara glanced briefly and quickly locked onto Izuna's position.

Taking a closer look, he found that sitting in front of his lovely brother was a girl wearing a furisode kimono with white flower and butterfly patterns on foundation. The crude tea and yokan placed on the table had obviously just been served, and were still steaming white.

The girl sitting in front of Quan Nai had her back to the door. Madara could only see her smooth and straight black hair, while Quan Nai's face was as if she was dreaming and thinking deeply.

... Quan Nai was facing the door at this time, but she hadn't noticed him yet. Normally, she would have started calling her brother impatiently.

Madara raised his eyebrows with interest and stepped forward.

"Izuna." Madara called.

Then he saw his younger brother looking back at him as if he had just woken up from a dream, with a slightly silly look on his face: "Brother."

It's really interesting. A smile appeared on Madara's face, he sat down next to his brother, and turned his attention to the girl who made his always calm and composed brother obsessed -

His playful smile suddenly froze on his face, and the inexplicable emotion suddenly surged violently in his heart.

The moment the girl saw him, her pair of clear and beautiful cat eyes widened. They were full of nostalgia and dependence. Even the corners of her eyes and brows were filled with pure joy that was difficult to conceal. When she smiled, a small pear dimple loomed on her lips.

"Have we met before?"

Uchiha Madara looked at this girl with slight confusion - she had black hair and snow-skinned skin, red lips and white teeth, and very classic and elegant delicate facial features. He felt that this girl looked familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember who she was similar to.

If anything, she looks very Uchiha. If Madara hadn't already taken charge of clan affairs and knew every Uchiha clan member, he would have thought that this was a girl from the Uchiha clan.

"Brother, do you feel the same way?" Quan Nai, who had regained his composure, picked up the crude tea on the table and took a sip, then pursed his lips and looked at the girl, "Have we met before?"

Hitomi met their gazes sincerely, her eyes as sincere as a child's: "Not only have I met you, I... know you."

Looking at her father Madara, who still had a slightly youthful air, and her uncle Izuna, whom she had never met before, she almost couldn't control her desire to tell the truth, but the invisible wall of rules forced her to All the words were blocked back.

The beautiful girl in front of her obviously had something to hide.

There are many people who know the two Uchiha brothers. After all, Uchiha is also a famous ninja clan, and they are the strongest among Uchiha. But judging from the familiar look on the girl's face unconsciously, it was obvious that it was more than just a simple acquaintance with them.

"Knowing us," Madara propped up his chin with his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a lazy and low voice, "Isn't it more?"

Even though everything about the girl in front of him was extremely suspicious, it was hard for Madara to feel ill-will toward her. Instead, he felt an uncontrollable concern for her.

Hitomi blinked, with a look on her face that said you were right, our relationship is indeed extraordinary, but her mouth was still closed as tightly as a clam shell.

Quan Nai on the side now relaxed his slightly frowned eyebrows and suddenly said: "Ah, I remember, I once dreamed of you."

Even Quan Nai thought it was ridiculous. He immediately forgot about that dream as soon as he woke up. He only remembered the warm and painful feeling that was slightly wistful.

But the moment he saw Hitomi, the warm and painful feeling that almost overflowed reappeared, as if he were meeting an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time again.

Until this moment, it was still hard for Izuna to believe that the girl he had met in his dream would actually appear in front of him alive.

And Izuna's words also reminded Hitomi of the dream she had on a movie night she spent with her high school classmates. Although she couldn't remember the content of the dream after waking up, it was still lingering in her heart and was unforgettable. .

The dream will not be completely forgotten, it is just temporarily out of mind. It is still hiding in some corner of my mind, quietly waiting for an opportunity to wake up.

"Ah, it was that time!"

Obviously the opportunity to wake up has arrived, Hitomi also recalled the dream, and the person in the dream she forgot was Uchiha Izuna.

"Have you dreamed about it?" Uchiha Madara frowned suspiciously, obviously full of doubts about this incredible answer.

But Uchiha Izuna pondered for a moment, and soon found the answer: "It's because of the Sharingan, brother, I just opened it during that time..." His tone became lower and he was vague, "It was the power of the eyes that made me The consciousness is linked to another person’s dream.”

Madara knew that Izuna had this symptom. When the Mangeka Sharingan first opened, Izuna's strength and emotions were very unstable. Sometimes at night, she would even be pulled into the dreams of others by the power of the Mangeka Sharingan.

Generally speaking, Izuna's out-of-control pupil power at that time will be linked to the Uchiha Kaiyan tribe. The closer the blood and relationship to Izuna are, the easier it is to be linked - the most frequent one is Madara, who is his elder brother.

"No, in that case," Madara said. As the main victim of Izuna's out-of-control power, he obviously had a lot of experience. "Only the Sharingan can attract each other and link dreams like this, unless you are also a Sharingan." owner."

His dark eyes stared at Hitomi's familiar face, secretly wondering if the girl was the Uchiha bloodline left behind.

Now that Madara has guessed part of the truth, the law will no longer be able to restrict Hitomi's words and deeds on this part.

So Uchiha Hitomi nodded, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils changed suddenly, and the black magatama lay quietly in a blood-red pupil.

The dim candlelight danced in the blood-red Sharingan. The ordinary guests coming and going around did not notice anything unusual. They were still laughing and noisy and acting as before, but they would unconsciously ignore the various situations happening at their table - —It’s the genjutsu that comes with the Sharingan.

The girl in front of them was a genuine Uchiha, Madara and Izuna thought with great certainty.

Izuna, who was meticulous and patient, helped the girl cut the yokan, and told her with a gentle smile that this yokan was more generous with sugar than other restaurants. Some people might not be able to get used to the strong sweetness when eating it for the first time. It is best served with bitter tea to make it more delicious.

Hitomi's understanding of Izuna only limited to dreams and glimpses of the scenes she had seen in the past. Now the uncle who died young and his young father were sitting in front of her talking together.

The hot soup boiling in the stove's boiler made a slight popping sound, and the aroma was overflowing. The candlelight was half-lit, reflecting the heroic and high-spirited face of the young man in front of her. This scene was as warm as a dream, and in her heart The tenderness it evokes is almost tragic.

"So Hitomi hopes to return to Uchiha and become a ninja?" After exchanging names, Uchiha Madara suddenly asked.

He looked at the innocent eyes of the girl who were obviously loved by the people around her. They were bright and clean eyes that had never experienced the harsh ravages of war and were full of hope for the future.

If possible, he would not want a child with such eyes to participate in a war as cruel as a meat grinder, even if she has awakened the blood inheritance limit.

"If you don't plan to return to Uchiha and become a ninja, then hide your eyes! Don't expose it in front of others. The illusion of the Magatama Sharingan is not omnipotent! Exposing the Sharingan to the outside at will like today will cause many ninjas to Those who are interested will covet it!"

Madara, the boy with fried black hair, fiercely warned the girl who was almost completely unsuspecting of them.

Hitomi blinked, and was about to tell Madara that it didn't matter, that she was strong, strong enough to crush those who coveted her into powder, when she realized that Izuna, who had been smiling gently just opposite, instantly concealed her smile, her expression was cold, and her muscles were tense.

"Senju." He hissed out the words through his teeth with a sneer.

Madara's expression also changed rapidly, but it was not as cold and hostile as Izuna's. The emotions on him were too complicated to describe.

Hitomi used chakra to find out, and immediately turned around to look back, and sure enough——

Senju Hashirama carelessly opened the curtain and waved in surprise when he saw them sitting together: "Hitomi, I guess you are here, Madara and Izuna are also here!"

Izuna looked at Hashirama with his right hand on his waist, looking like he would draw the sword out of its sheath at any moment.

Madara was not as nervous as his younger brother. This was not a conflict of interest in the mission. Although he had to part ways with his like-minded friend Hashirama under family pressure, Madara still recognized Hashirama as a person.

Obviously Hashirama had no hostility, and there was no need for them to fight in a civilian area.

only……

"How did you get acquainted with the Senju people?" Madara frowned and stared at Hitomi. As an Uchiha descendant who has been living abroad and has opened his eyes, the acquaintance with the Senju clan is extremely dangerous, even for Hashirama, who has the most gentle temperament. matter.

After all, their two clans are sworn enemies, and Hitomi is likely to be treated very cruelly once her identity as an Uchiha is revealed.

The familiar Hashirama answered for Hitomi: "Because Hitomi is me, uh..." Originally, Hashirama wanted to say that Hitomi was his daughter, but it was obviously very outrageous in terms of age, so he had to make amends, "Cousin!"

Madara's face was expressionless, and Izuna couldn't help but sneer: "Haha."

Damn you, Senju will have an Uchiha cousin.

Hashirama: "We are really related!" Although we are not cousins, we are future daughters.

Madara pondered for a moment: "You know..."

"I know Hitomi has Uchiha blood!" Senju Hashirama became excited as soon as he heard Madara's words. He wanted to hold his friend's hand and talk eloquently for ten days and nights, "Hitomi is the descendant of Senju and Uchiha! Madara! You see, as long as we love each other, even sworn enemies can resolve their hatred and come together, which shows that there is not a complete lack of peace between the two races..."

"Brother, that's enough."

Senju Tobirama's voice interrupted Hashirama's chatter and walked in from outside. Looking at Hitomi who turned to look at him along with the two Uchiha brothers, in the half-bright candlelight, Tobirama suddenly discovered that her outlines were extremely similar to those of the two Uchiha brothers.

Ever since he vaguely knew the future of an alliance and marriage between the two clans, Tobirama had been trying to find the bloodline of Hitomi's mother.

For some reason, Tobirama suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in his heart at this moment. Faced with the cold eyes of the two Uchiha brothers, he bravely spoke: "Madara, Izuna, do you have any sisters?"