Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

While Kagura and Koharu were soaking in hot springs in Yuno Kuni and enjoying a rare vacation, Madara became Joruri's free nanny. Although she was not as good at raising children as Izuna, Joruri was not a baby who needed to be fed and burped all day long. , Just as I took care of Izuna when I was young, I can take care of Joruri now, so there should be no big problem.

Moreover, this child doesn't know who to follow. She is very sturdy and easy to feed even if she is not squeamish. Therefore, even if Madara needs to take her for a week, Madara doesn't think it is a big problem. What's more, she has her own father to help.

Kagura and Koharu, who had a nice bath in the Country of Yu, were planning what to do next and what to eat.

In the living room of the Hokage's mansion, Joruri pulled out all her treasures from the storage room, which included five or six large boxes. She opened the boxes as if they were offering treasures, and Madara saw all kinds of "toys" "The reason why I put it in quotation marks is because many things are not toys at all in Madara's opinion, but more like useless garbage.

For example, small bottle caps, or various small bottle caps, plastic, iron, stainless steel, painted, unpainted, white, red, yellow, blue, a whole carton filled son.

"I have collected this for a long time. Apart from my father and mother, you are the first one to see it."

Madara pouted, should he feel honored?

"Then...what's the use of this?"

"My mother said that when I have collected enough, she will get me some thread and string it together to make a necklace."

Necklace, Madara raised his head and looked at the man who was cooking dinner in the open kitchen. How stingy was this couple to come up with the bad idea of ​​using small bottle caps to make a necklace for their daughter?

If this is my daughter, I must buy her the most beautiful ones in the store, pearls, moonstones, whichever string she wants.

(Kagura Tobirama: You don’t understand the fun of children at all!)

"And these are the feathers I collected. They look good. They are pheasant feathers." Jing Liuli held a few brightly colored feathers in her little paws and handed them to Madara to look at. The feathers were colorful and polarized, and they looked at different angles. You can see some differences by looking at it.

She looked back at Tobirama and found that Tobirama was concentrating on cooking. She whispered in a voice that was so small that only the two of them could hear: "Let me tell you secretly, last time my uncle came back and took me to the back mountain to dig out bird eggs. , these are the feathers that were plucked from the pheasants caught at that time. Don’t tell my father. My father did not allow me to go to the back mountain. He said that there were many traps set up by foreign enemies, and children would die if they fell into them. "

"..."

"This is our secret, don't tell anyone else."

Seeing Joruri's serious look, Madara only felt funny. He held back his laughter and nodded, "...Okay."

Perhaps because he was a little slow in agreeing, the little guy frowned, looked at Madara with a face that could not refuse, and said, "Good friends share secrets with each other. I told you a secret, so you must also share it with me." Let me tell you a secret."

Madara confessed, "I have no secrets."

When she was a three-year-old child, she didn't believe it. Her father said that everyone in this world has their own secrets. It was known that her father would never tell lies, which meant that Master Madara was lying.

Uh, how old am I? It seems to be three years old.

"I don't care, otherwise I won't be friends with you, the Seven Little Fortunes won't be friends with you, and I won't let Pangpang and Zhaocai play with you."

Madara seemed troubled when he looked at the naughty little guy in front of him. I won't be friends with you, and I won't let my friends be friends with you. Isn't this too despicable?

"Um..." Madara frowned, hesitating whether to tell Joruri a secret of his own. I don't know if this secret is considered a secret. To Madara, it might just be something that no one else knows about. The secret of rising is a bit too...

"Let me tell you, will you keep it a secret?" Madara lowered his voice, pretending to be mysterious, and asked her with a serious look.

Looking at his serious look, Jingliuli thought of her father's face when she was crying. She curled her lips and nodded, "Yes, we will keep it a secret."

"Then let me tell you, I killed a guy named Hei Jue some time ago."

Hearing the word kill, Jing Liuli's ruby-like eyes suddenly widened, flashing with a hint of panic.

"You killed someone?"

"Shh-" Madara reminded her, pressing her index finger to her lips, "Keep your voice down, don't let your father hear it."

Joruri nodded quickly. Although she was still young, she grew up in a ninja family and knew what killing meant.

The first time I heard the word murder was when Kagami came to his home to give an emergency report to Tobirama. At that time, Konoha's reconnaissance team and Kumogakure's reconnaissance team met at the border and clashed. There were casualties between the two sides. .

Jingruri asked Kagura what killing meant. Kagura did not avoid the question. She explained it very directly. She said: "Killing is when one person takes away the life of another person. The person who is killed will be there from now on." Disappear from this world and never come back.”

Disappearing from this world should be a very terrifying thing. From then on, Joruri had a deep understanding of killing.

"However, it's not accurate to say that thing is a human. It seems to be just a group of black guys who can talk." Madara couldn't help but look disgusted as he recalled the thing he met that day that instigated him to turn black again. , if he hadn't had an in-depth discussion with Kagura about the Eye of the Moon project and a guy named Black Zetsu after returning from Kusagakure, he might have fallen into its trap.

However, Jingruri didn't care about this. She was very satisfied with Madara's so-called secret, and she laughed with sly eyes.

"Now, we both have each other's secret, so we are not afraid of telling it. If you dare to tell others, then I will also tell others your secret."

Madara stared at the child in front of him. This child has a sharp mind far beyond that of his peers. He is afraid that he will reveal his secrets, so he will find ways to get the other person's secret, and use this as a threat to ensure that the other person will not easily reveal her secrets. This is something that many adults may not be able to do. Think of a way.

This must be the child born to Lotus Root. Her heart and eyes are all grown up by her. She is worthy of being the daughter of Thousand Hands Feijian. She is very cunning.

Tobirama, who was busy in the kitchen, had already prepared a simple dinner. After putting the rice on the table, he had time to come over and look at the old and the young in the living room. As he approached, he met Madara's sharp eyes.

Looking at Madara like this, it's obvious that Jing Liuli didn't get any advantage. Not only did he not get any advantage, he probably also suffered a loss.

Tobirama couldn't help but chuckle. There was such obvious ridicule in this smile that Madara wanted to explode on the spot.

"You can't even deal with a three-year-old child. If you let others know, you won't laugh out loud?"

Madara sat there with his legs crossed, his cheeks bulging with anger. Senju Tobirama was looking down on him less and less now. It was really hateful.

"Tsk, tsk, don't be angry. If you get angry anymore, you'll get fat. Look, your hair has exploded, and your face has become a big circle."

He did this on purpose, right?

"Hey, I won't take care of your daughter tomorrow." Madara crossed his arms and closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

He could now imagine what Tobirama was feeling. Tomorrow was the time for a major weekly meeting in the village, and he would never have time to take care of his daughter in person.

Sure enough, Tobirama immediately changed his face and yelled at him for being despicable.

"Yes, I am despicable. I am an evil Uchiha. That's how I am. I like to go back on my word. What can you do to me?"

Madara found that as long as he gave up the issue of being thick-skinned, everything became smoother. Especially when he saw Tobirama's angry look, he felt so happy.

It is said that in 30 years from Hedong to 30 years from Hexi, the situation has changed, but it has changed too quickly. In just a few minutes, the people who are gloating and angry have changed.

"You clearly promised Kagura..."

"Who told you to say that I'm fat and my face is so round!" He said he was bullied by a child. Did he not want to lose face?

Before Tobirama could say anything, Joruri rushed from the ground to Madara, put her hands around his neck and comforted him with a sweet voice, "Don't listen to him, Madara-sama, don't be angry, Madara-sama is not fat, Madara-sama is not fat. Sir, it's just hairy. Joruri will help you press it down so that the hair won't explode." As he spoke, his two small hands pressed hard on Madara's wildly grown hair, and it became smoother after a while.

"You still have a face." After pressing his hair, he began to pat Madara's face vigorously, "It's much better now."

spot:"……"

Tobori: "..."

"Joruri likes to play with Madara-sama. Don't go to work with your father. It's not fun at all. It's boring."

A child has a simple mind and never hides her likes or dislikes. Madara is very good to her, and is a rare obedient adult except for her uncle. She buys sweets when she is asked to buy them, and when she is asked to go behind her back, she will do it. Using it as a mobile cart for yourself, such an obedient adult cannot give up.

As if he was afraid of Madara but still sad, Joruri turned around and glared at Tobirama, accusing him: "Madara-sama is just disobedient because of his hair. Father, don't talk about him anymore!"

Tobirama looked at this little kid quarreling with him over Madara, and suddenly felt sour in his heart. He couldn't help but want to ask her, who is your biological father, but he only took you for one day, and his elbows turned outward!

"Madara-sama, I have a small comb. I'll just bring it and comb it for you." He let go of Madara's hand and ran to the storage room again.