[Naruto] Did the outdated idol die for love today?

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Uchiha Madara opened his eyes in embarrassment.

Even though he was an unforgivable enemy, Konoha properly restrained his body, retaining the last trace of respect for a strong man like him.

The reason why it is described as "embarrassing" is actually because...

Like water plants, the woman's limbs were tightly wrapped around his body. In the small sarcophagus, the two of them were intertwined like vines, and the space became a bit crowded.

"..." The strong smell of blood mixed with the incense made Madara suffocate. He opened the coffin lid with his bare hands and stood up.

Smelling the familiar scent of lilies in the smell, he silently recited her name.

...It’s Riru.

In the claustrophobic basement, he stared down at the sleeping face in the dark night and curled his lips in understanding.

Madara wanted her to sleep a little longer, but the situation was different now, and he didn't know when someone would patrol here. In deep thought, he reached out his left hand and stroked her cheek.

"I didn't ask you to come here specifically to watch you sleep." Seeing that she was asleep, he rubbed his forehead with a headache, knowing that this guy's old problem had recurred.

"Go back, Riru."

He patted her face gently like an old father.

"...Well." Under his interference, the beauty in the coffin finally yawned, stood up shakily, and sat up with her knees bent.

Those sleepy eyes gradually came into focus, and his shadow was reflected in her eyes.

"...Am I dead again?" Her voice was still soft as if she had just woken up, with endless questions in her trance, "Is the world after death really so shabby?!"

Madara knelt half on the ground, put his arms under her armpits, and took her out of the sarcophagus.

"...Of course we are all still alive." He frowned and looked her up and down, "As for the specific situation, I have asked the ninja cat to tell you. Have you done anything stupid again?"

...Where do you get the confidence to think that the ninja cat will still keep the words after being fucked by me once?

Thinking of the arrogant look of the ninja cat leading the way, she couldn't help but grind her teeth.

"Nothing, I definitely didn't do anything stupid."

——How could I let you know about such a stupid thing as being deceived into dying for you?

The wound on the neck had stopped bleeding, but the pain piercing the skin seemed to still continue. Now she should be thankful that she had a bad shot and didn't cut the real carotid artery.

Thinking of this, she tugged on his sleeve resentfully.

Madara glanced at her inexplicably, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, we can talk about other things after we go out."

Like a pair of star-crossed lovers who elope at midnight, they sneak away from the heavily guarded Ninja Village and move forward in the dim night.

After passing through the dense forest surrounding the Nanga River and reaching the border of the Land of Fire, the sky was already turning white. After looking at her gray face, he used his transformation technique to transform into a man dressed as an ordinary person, half-hugging her into a remote hotel to stay.

Until then, they sat face to face for a long time and looked at each other.

"Takashima-kun, it's been a long time." She said, clasping the warm tea cup in her hand.

Madara looked up.

She still looks like a young girl when she was sixteen years old, but she has the charm of a mature woman under her immature eyebrows. Her skin is white and delicate, and her bare neck makes people feel cold when they see it, which looks like an ice sculpture on her face. The cold expression complemented each other perfectly.

As the lights floated around, the elegant woman kneeling on the ground seemed to overlap with the one in front of her again.

"...It has indeed been many years, Liru." He said with some nostalgia as he rubbed her face.

"Yeah," she said.

Hearing the strong weakness in her words, he wanted to tell her more words, but at this time, they were all stuck in his chest. His fingers touched up from her chin, leaving a numb itch before stopping at the corner of her eyes.

"You look a little bad. What did you do before I woke up?" he asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"I won't tell you." With nowhere to vent her resentment, she muttered and pushed him, "No matter what you say, I will never do it."

Madara had no idea why she lost her temper again. After a long silence, he grabbed her wrist, took her into his arms, and said, "Although I don't know what you are angry about, my patience is There is a limit, Riru.”

"This is all your-"

He blocked the words she was about to say with his lips, and he finally let her go until she was out of breath from being kissed.

"...Go take a shower." He said nonchalantly, then took off his gloves and picked her up effortlessly.

The hotel's hot spring bath is a mixed bath, and there are no separate baths for men and women. The location was remote, and it was dawn. Apart from the two of them, there were only mottled tree shadows hitting the slightly rippling water.

After taking off his clothes, he finally discovered the wound entangled in her neck.

"Who did it?" He frowned and stroked her wound, his face darkened, and his black star-like eyes revealed a hint of determination.

"It's none other than you." She stared at him without blinking and said quietly.

spot:……? ? ?

"You went too far this time, and I'm really angry." She moved closer to him, causing ripples to appear on the surface of the soup pool. The warm pool water made her face a little red, giving it a beautiful peach pink color.

She stretched out her hand to push aside his long hair, revealing his angular face.

"...Oh, even Quan Nai's eye was damaged by you."

"If I hadn't used this eye to activate Izanagi and tamper with the fact of my death, then I would indeed have become a corpse now." He clamped her hands that were causing trouble and said with an unpredictable expression.

In fact, Uchiha Madara not only tampered with reality and came back to life, but also bit off a piece of Hashirama's flesh during the battle. Facts speak louder than words, but to explain why he bit Hashirama... Considering Riru's meager IQ, he had no intention of letting her figure it out.

She raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes flashed coldly, and she secretly revealed a sarcastic smile.

"The way you look wet now makes me feel a little distressed..." She lowered her eyes, showing some specious love, and she followed his long hair.

——Since you have done such a thing to me, then don’t blame me for being disrespectful.

She stood up from the soup pool, and the smooth lines of her back were exposed to the faint dawn, as if she was covered in a layer of pale gold.

Under the light and shadow, her expression was as cold as thin light.

Although she didn't know where Madara's path would lead, as long as the anger in her heart hadn't subsided, she would never follow his wishes again.