Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

The clan is busy celebrating, and no one pays attention to the child's whereabouts.

Madara didn't know what he was thinking. By the time he reacted, he had already arrived at the Nanga River.

In the past, there would be a young man waiting for him here. They would discuss together, play tricks together, and imagine the bright future of the ninja world together.

But the war between the two races destroyed all the good things.

Madara knew that Hashirama would not come here again, but he just couldn't help but want to come and visit again, perhaps to mourn his short friendship.

Madara stood by the river, holding a few flat stones in his hands. He threw them out again and again, but they fell into the water again and again when he was close to the other side of the river, just like their friendship that ended in nothing.

"Is it a spot?"

Just after Madara tried to hit the stone to the other side for countless times but failed, a cold young boy's voice came from the grass covered by bushes behind him.

The voice was not Hashirama, but who else. Madara ran over excitedly, but stopped suddenly a step away from the bushes.

He was the one who said the absolute words on the battlefield, but now he is the one who can't wait to run over like a pug when he hears the sound. What does this mean?

After waiting for a while, when Madara didn't appear, Hashirama got up from the ground.

He walked out of the bushes and saw Madara standing there with a complicated expression.

Except for the armor, the two of them were the same as before. Looking back now, I realized that everything was different.

Hashirama laughed twice and said: "Sometimes not knowing is better than knowing, so I like to pretend to be stupid."

Although he knew as well as Ming Jing in his heart, he pretended to be stupid and didn't know anything. This trick was really easy to use. If he could, he would use it for the rest of his life.

Just let others think that he is a fool with a weak mind. A fool has no worries. A fool doesn't care about worldly opinions. A fool doesn't think so much and just follows his own heart.

That's great.

"It would be nice if I didn't go there..."

Hashirama meant that he didn't get involved in the battle between Tobirama and Kamui. He said this very selfishly, and he could only say this in front of Madara, because both of them could understand each other's feelings, but they also knew that this was just verbal talk. explain.

In order to protect their younger brother, they can use weapons against each other.

Having said this, Madara let out an irritated breath and squatted down by the river dejectedly, staring at the gurgling river water going east.

"I pretended to be sick to avoid fighting with you, but I... luckily went."

It’s really hard to say what will happen to Kamui if we don’t go.

"Have you ever pretended to be sick?" This was something Hashirama didn't expect.

"Ha~" Madara smiled bitterly, "Isn't it ridiculous that I actually want to be with you...forget it, we have reached this point anyway, so don't mention the past."

Hashirama looked at Madara for a long time, and he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in. He had been living in pain these days.

He was too busy on the battlefield to save Tobirama and ignored Wama. His younger brother Wama died, and his friendship with Madara also broke off.

Such pain once made him discouraged, but now, Madara said that in order to continue his friendship with him, he tried to pretend to be sick to avoid meeting him on the battlefield.

This kind of discovery is like a person who has eaten bitter melon and suddenly drank a glass of sugar water, feeling great comfort and salvation in his heart.

"Madara," Hashirama grabbed Madara's arm and stared into his slightly shocked eyes and said, "You don't really want to break off friendship with me, do you? Those are just angry words, right?"

Are you angry?

Madara didn't know either. He frowned and threw the stones in his hand into the river, watching them fall straight into the river and disappear.

"We have different positions, what can we do?"

Hashirama ignored these, and said more excitedly: "Do you still remember our dream? To make the Ninja world peaceful, we must also build a village where everyone can live and work in peace and contentment, and build schools in the villages so that children can live to the age of tasting wine. , you remember all these, right?"

"Ah, I remember everything, but..."

"As long as we join forces, as long as we join forces, we are in the same camp, and there will be no problem of different positions."

Are Uchiha and Senju teaming up?

Madara stared blankly at Hashirama's excited face. He felt that Hashirama must have been overly sad about his brother's death, so he had such unrealistic thoughts.

When does the Ninja United have the final say? It doesn't depend on the big name behind it.

Hashirama ignored Madara's eyes and said to the river, "I firmly believe that one day, ninjas can get their own right to speak. I must become a person who can lead Senju to peace. I Unlike my father, Madara, you wait for me, and I will end this troubled world the day I become the clan leader."

If you want to change the world, you cannot rely on others. You must believe in your own power.

Seeing his confident look, Madara couldn't stop him. He smiled lightly and said, "Okay, I hope you can become the clan leader soon. I'm really tired of the days of fighting and killing."

In the distance, Tobirama's red eyes were staring at the two figures by the river. He was a little angry. He didn't understand why his elder brother had a private meeting with Madara Uchiha after he clearly knew the identity of the other party. If this spread to the ears of the tribe, it would still be Remarkable?

Tobirama felt that his eldest brother was hopeless. After making sure that the two would not fight, Tobirama planned to leave. He did not want to look at Uchiha Madara one more time.

He sighed and shook his head as he crawled backwards out of the bushes and backed away. Only then did he stand up and turn around, and an enlarged face appeared in front of him.

Tobirama was so frightened that his heart pounded, and he covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from screaming.

My heart almost jumped out of my throat, and those long, narrow and gorgeous eyes were bigger than a bell.

"Hey, little brother, what are you doing here?"

Whoever appeared in front of Tobirama was Kamui. Kamui was worried that Tobirama would bring Buddha to take Madara's life, so he followed him all the way. Now it seems that there is only one Tobirama. I guess he thought too much.

Tobirama, who was still in shock, took a few steps back to distance himself from Kamui. Only when he was sure who the owner of this face was, did he let out a sigh of relief and put down his hand.

"It's you... Kagura."

After parting ways that night, Tobirama had come to Nanga River several times at night intentionally or unintentionally. In his understanding, Kamui would definitely not only take a bath like that once. As long as he came a few more times, he would definitely meet again. to "her".

However, contrary to expectations, he came many times but never met that beautiful girl who shone like a mermaid.

And now, under the blue sky and daylight, when he was unprepared, she appeared in front of him very suddenly.

Finally meeting the person he had been waiting for for a long time, Tobirama's face was visibly happy.

But this guy was less honest when he was a child than when he grew up. Even if he was happy, he was extremely suppressed. However, Kamui's eyes were so good that he saw the corners of Tobirama's mouth that were tightening and trying to suppress it.

Kamui snorted in his heart. He felt that Tobirama's restraint was not frank compared to Madara's arrogance.

Kamui was now wearing the same clothes as last time, and with the princess-cut hairstyle, Tobirama still couldn't recognize his gender even under the sun.

In other words, it could be that Kamui's voice was too well disguised, or it could be that Tobirama was relatively simple and had preconceived the idea that he was a girl, so he didn't doubt it any more.

Tobirama was not too far away from Kamui, his back was pressed against the bushes, and he had no way to retreat.

The sun shines on Shenwei's face, and his black and smooth hair pours down like a waterfall. The face is only the size of a palm, with fair skin, bright eyes and white teeth. Because of his peach blossom eyes, he always seems to be smiling and gentle when he looks at people. passionate.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Tobirama hurriedly avoided looking.

She looks even prettier during the day than at night. How could there be such a cute girl in this world?

Holding his pants tightly with his hands, Tobirama felt his heart beat faster for no reason.

Kamui stared at the nervous Tobirama opposite him in a funny way. Out of the corner of his eye, he could vaguely see Madara by the river through the gaps in the trees. When he saw Madara and Hashirama next to him, he couldn't help but remember that Madara had just opened the door. The Sharingan.

Sharingan, everyone in Uchiha wants it, right?

This is a testament to strength and talent.

Kamui was an Uchiha now and he wanted to be completely reasonable.

His eyes fell on Tobirama's face again. The handsome and cold-tempered boy was nervous and at a loss in front of him.

Kamui is not an idiot, he knows exactly what this means.

That's it~

He laughed.

Madara and Izuna naturally don't want to move, the so-called clan members...

Kamui dislikes those people who have looked down upon him in the past.

If so, then...

Senju Tobirama, let you be the key to my Sharingan.