[Naruto] Did the outdated idol die for love today?

"What's wrong, Quan Na?" Madara looked at him with some confusion.

Was what I did discovered? Why is my brother pretending to be stupid? Am I being followed by my brother? No, it was obviously not mentioned for such a long time after that, so why did you bring someone home today?

As if being whizzed by ten thousand protruding Nine-Tails, the depths of Izuna's heart had turned into the famous painting called "The Scream". This was also the reason why he didn't say his last name, because he didn't plan to do it again.

Once the affairs between brothers involve women, it's like a bloody plot in a storybook, and they will always turn against each other.

"Brother..." Who do you love more among the two of us?

He swallowed the last half of the sentence.

It's nothing more than a child acting coquettishly. Even so, my brother probably won't be angry and will just touch his hair gently. But at his age, many men have become fathers, and it would be a bit embarrassing to do this.

Madara didn't even notice the psychological activity in his brother's heart that was like the earth exploding. His entire mind was occupied by the woman in his arms.

He was very sure that this woman was not a member of his clan. Families with blood inheritance limits had always been very strict in managing blood relatives, and Uchiha was naturally not exempt from this rule.

Under the bright light, he finally recognized that this was the wandering girl Riru who he had met once before. At that time, he didn't notice anything unusual at all. She was indeed just an ordinary woman who didn't know how to use ninjutsu.

It wouldn't matter if he just had the Sharingan. There was no telling if it was the bloodline of a clan member who accidentally strayed away. But that chakra is exactly the same as Izuna...?

"Have you discovered it yet...brother?" Although it was completely different from what his brother was thinking, Izuna said tremblingly as if he had sacrificed his life heroically.

Madara nodded obediently, with all kinds of different guesses lined up in his mind. "It really surprised me that such a thing would happen."

"Don't you mind?" Quan Nai asked again.

I did such and such things with the woman in your past, did you really not take it to heart at all?

Madara finally raised his head and glanced at him strangely: "Why should I mind? I thought something happened to you at that time... Fortunately, it didn't, and I made an unexpected discovery."

"That's great..." Quannaiti finally let go of the breath in his chest. He wiped away the cold sweat that didn't exist and finally smiled from the bottom of his heart. "Welcome back, brother."

Sure enough, nothing has changed. My brother is still my brother. As for the "taohu"...whoever cares about him, my brother said he doesn't mind.

"By the way, Quan Nai, about this woman..."

Madara hugged her and took two more steps, then turned to look at his brother, "I brought her back because there are some incredible things I want you to see. You come to my room too."

"...?!"

...I'm not ready for such an exciting thing!

>>>

Not long after, under the gaze of two pairs of dark eyes, the pair of dark, curly eyelashes finally trembled, revealing a pair of dark, very ordinary eyes.

"Izuna...?"

The first person who appeared in front of her was the handsome young man with cute lips. Sasami was so happy that she immediately regarded all the painful memories that had happened not long ago as a dream.

As for the soreness on her body...she thought she had done something like this again.

"Brother, what do you want me to see?" Quan Nai asked with some confusion.

His brother mysteriously pulled him into the room and said he wanted to show him a big treasure...no, something extraordinary. But apart from him and his brother, there was only this unconscious woman in the whole room, which made him very confused.

"Hey," Madara came over and glared at Sasami angrily, "Show your Sharingan."

Only then did Sasami notice that there was a man kneeling next to Izuna. The first thing she noticed was her unruly long hair. There was a lot of hair, and there was no sign of baldness at all. The face under the black hair was gloomy, as if a storm was brewing, which reminded her of a familiar feeling of fear.

"...Do you want to kill me too?" She lowered her head in fear and leaned towards Quan Nai tremblingly. Quan Nai immediately reflexively entered the role, patted her back gently like a mother, pulled up her clothes, and turned her head to look at her brother helplessly.

"...I'll do it. Did you understand what my brother just said? Try to do it like that."

"..." Madara was also helpless. He had frightened more than one or two children, but the woman who was frightened into tears by his (friendly) eyes was indeed the first one.

Quan Nai's comfort was very effective, and the sobbing gradually stopped amidst the gentle slapping sounds.

Sasami closed her eyes and tried hard for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out. She blinked in confusion: "I don't know what to do... What is the Sharingan?"

"Don't you even know the Sharingan?" Madara asked tentatively, "...Do you know Izuna?"

Izuna was afraid that she would say "such and such" words that were inappropriate for children. Although Madara already knew about their relationship and everyone knew what happened, the scene would be too embarrassing if she said it. So he answered first: "She has recognized me."

"That's right..." Madara wasn't curious about why Rirru recognized Izuna. Based on his own experience, he thought it was normal for Izuna to meet a woman of Yume's status during social gatherings.

Madara rubbed his eyebrows, suddenly not knowing how to explain to Izuna. How should I introduce her? How should I tell Izuna, "The woman I accidentally slept with actually has the same chakra as you"?

If Quan Na is influenced by him and becomes fascinated by those unscrupulous wandering girls... No, it's better not to tell Quan Na yet. After he taught this woman how to use the Sharingan, it would be much easier to explain something.

With this idea in mind, he said to Izuna: "It's already midnight, let's rest first. It's very troublesome to explain this matter, but after she opens her Sharingan, you will understand the reason why I did this. "

Quan Nai still obeyed his words with conviction as she did when she was a child. But after a while, he heard Quan Nai's hesitant voice: "Then which room should she be placed in, brother?"

"...Just in my room."

After all, she is my woman... He looked at the shocking bruises on the woman's body and decided to give her medicine first.

Izuna's eyes instantly became as sharp as Usagi-chan's. He kept such a mysterious look in his eyes, said good night, and slowly exited his brother's room.

——Oops, when she sees the things I left behind, her brother will definitely lose his temper with her even if he says he doesn’t mind...

Recalling the girl who was so frightened by her brother that she crawled into his arms and couldn't help but tremble, Izuna couldn't help but feel a mysterious feeling of pity in her heart.

"Since brother said he doesn't mind, it shouldn't be...not too much, right?" Even though he was already lying on the bed, he still couldn't help thinking worriedly.

>>>

Sasami sat on the ground in panic, watching the gloomy and terrifying man walking towards her step by step.

"W-what do you want to do?" She looked like she was about to cry again.

"..." Madara didn't know what to say. He was not good at dealing with women, but this woman did have something to do with him. By some mistake, he became her first man instead of a fellow businessman. She thought she would be scolded by the landlady later.

But at that time, she was not at all as timid as she is now. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the bedding, and said to her in as slow a voice as possible: "Lie down."

Then she was seen lying down motionless as if frightened, watching his movements warily.

"...I won't do anything." He sighed and took out a medicine bottle from somewhere, "I just want to give you medicine, Liru."

When Sasami heard this, she felt a burst of pain in her body. She obediently took off her clothes and saw the purple bruises that were obviously caused by bumps. She asked in a low voice with some confusion: "Where did these come from?"

"I don't know, but it wasn't me."

As he said this, his fingertips touched her cold calf.

His strength was very gentle, and the cold ointment melted between the warm fingertips, rubbing the bruised skin to warm it up. Under such a comfortable massage, Sasami gradually relaxed her vigilance, her consciousness gradually drifted away, and finally she couldn't resist the invasion of sleep and slowly fell asleep.