Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

"Kamui." Madara called him in a voiceless voice.

Kamui reassured him, "I know you're tired and it will be over soon."

"..."

"You said these words today for your clan. I understand this. Uchiha Madara has never been a person who is afraid of suffering. What you did..." Thinking of what Madara did after he faked his death in the original work, Kamui's expression changed. cold.

He continued to smile and said: "I can actually understand everything you do. You are a simple guy."

Madara blinked his eyes a few times. Kamui had not spoken to him in such a gentle voice for a while, and even his watery eyes were extremely gentle.

The tired body and soul seemed to be touched by a gentle hand, and the blood that had been restless due to the three days and three nights of fighting gradually became truly calm.

One thing descends upon another, like a sentinel and his guide.

Madara's heart also regained peace at this time.

Kamui always said some ambiguous words that he couldn't quite understand. Madara had stopped pursuing these things a long time ago.

Kamui is the Kamui from before, but not exactly the same person before. No matter what he does, he has never hurt himself.

In this way, he is already willing to make everything true.

Madara closed those deep and beautiful eyes, he was greedy for Kamui's rare tenderness towards him.

He is like a stubborn and tolerant child, who can hold back his tears when he has been enduring hardships. But once someone asks him to comfort him, he can't restrain his inner grievance, and then the tears fall down.

Although he didn't cry like that child, his heart was already full of ocean.

He is a small boat swaying on the waves in the wind and rain, with the rope held in the hand of divine power.

There were vigilant tribesmen outside and Kamui beside him. Madara, who had calmed down, was finally swallowed up by fatigue. He leaned on the simple seat and fell asleep, but he kept holding on to Kamui's sleeve in his hand.

Shenwei curled his lips, really couldn't stand his silent clinginess.

In the memory of Uchiha Kamui who was the fusion of Kamui, Madara was indeed a bit clingy when he was a child, no, clinging to him.

Uchiha Madara often did this before he was eight years old, tugging on the other person's sleeves while sleeping.

"I'm just going to take a short nap, and don't leave me."

"What are you afraid of? No one can take your life now except Senju Hashirama, ah no, it's your life."

Madara didn't care if Kamui pretended to make a slip of the tongue but actually scolded him. He smiled lightly but his eyes were warm.

The hands holding Shenwei's sleeves tightened, and his voice was very low, as if he was afraid of being heard.

"No one can take my life but you."

Shenwei smiled and said softly: "You are my vicious dog. Our two lives are together. I will not swing a knife at my people, don't worry."

his people...

His heart beat a few times uncontrollably, and Madara's face turned slightly red.

He noticed it himself and frowned in annoyance, but the upturned corners of his lips that couldn't be suppressed no matter how hard he tried still betrayed him.

"Yeah, evil dog." Madara was still smiling, but he was cursing in his heart.

No matter what, he is a powerful dog?

A dog is a dog, no matter it is a loyal dog or a bad dog, he must be the most ferocious one, the one who is stronger than the wolf.

Protect the person you care about, protect your younger brother, protect your tribe, and maybe protect the people in the village in the future.

"So now, can you let go of your hand?" Shenwei raised his arm and looked at his grabbed cuffs in confusion.

Madara looked away and looked back inward, completely immersing his face in shadow.

His voice was muffled, "It's better not to."

"Why?" Shenwei wailed. He had already given him a reassurance, hadn't he?

"No one can take my life, but someone can snatch you away from me."

This is true, the former father and Hinata, the Tobirama some time ago, and now that bastard from the Hinata family.

Madara secretly looked at Kamui with the corner of his eye. He hoped that Kamui would say that he was worrying too much, and would tell himself that he was not going anywhere, but would stay by his side, waiting for him to fall asleep peacefully, and wait for him to wake up.

But Shenwei didn't have it, so he smiled helplessly, patting his back again and again, as if coaxing a child to sleep, just humming a lullaby.

"Asuka was seriously injured by you. Unlike other Hinata family members, he helped me a lot, so I still have to go and see him."

Madara's face turned cold, "That guy is not a good person."

"Oh?" Kamui became interested, "Just because he is now the head of the Hinata clan?"

"no,"

You can hear Madara's tone of voice being somewhat resentful and depressed, and Kamui is also puzzled. He doesn't know why Madara, who has always treated insignificant people as nothing, hates Hinata Asuka so much.

As far as his knowledge is concerned, Hinata Asuka is not an annoying type, so why does he make Madara, who he doesn't get along with very often, so annoying?

Ah yes, he killed Tajima.

"Is it because of your clan leader?"

Madara was stunned and slowly closed his eyelids. After a few seconds, he said in a deep voice: "No."

He hates Hinata Asuka not because he killed his father. His father's death cannot be regarded as a simple personal grudge. Hinata's clan leader died at the hands of Uchiha. As the new clan leader, Hyuga Asuka avenges the former clan leader. This is absolutely That makes sense.

He felt that this guy's bad character was entirely due to his deception over the past four years.

Cheating is always disgusting behavior.

"Since it's not..."

Before he finished speaking, Madara suddenly turned over to face Kamui. He stared into Kamui's eyes with a very serious expression.

"spot?"

The hands holding the sleeves of Shenwei tightened again, so tight that the fabric of the clothes cut into Shenwei's skin, causing a little pain.

It was very quiet inside the tent. The sounds of footsteps from people walking around outside, the sounds of people talking to each other, and the faint whimpering of the wind blowing through the treetops not far away were faintly introduced to the two of them bit by bit. in the ears.

Such noisy sounds made the silence in the tent even more obvious.

"Kamui, I once had the opportunity to save you from all the pain. I was so close to you time and time again." It took courage to say this. Madara didn't want to endure it anymore. Hinata Asuka snatched Kamui away from him, It was simply jumping across his baseline repeatedly.

"Why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

Madara stared into Kamui's dark eyes, his voice trembling with anger.

"It's possible that when you were being bullied and tortured in Hinata, I was not far from you."

The confused look disappeared from his eyes, and the smile disappeared bit by bit.

"Time and time again, I'm not far from here, and the person I meet is Hinata Asuka."

"..."

"He told me every time that you are living a good life. Except that you can't leave the clan, you are the same as the children of the Hinata family."

Gudu, swallowing hard, Madara's face became blurry in Kamui's eyes.

"I can obviously go in and take you away," Madara closed his eyes dejectedly, shameless to look at Kamui again.

He laughed twice and covered his face with his other hand. Psychologically speaking, this was a sign of shame.

Kamui watched and listened coldly, and he heard Madara say: "Of course, he is hateful, and I am even more hateful, because I believed what he said and believed it deeply, because I did not go in and take you away."