Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Fireworks, it seems that no one, regardless of gender, old or young, can resist the temptation of fireworks.

Before Kamui could answer, Madara pulled his sleeve and started walking away.

"Let's just walk around the street and go back after watching the fireworks, okay?"

What's wrong with that? Kamui obediently was led by Madara and followed him.

A man with a cold and handsome appearance pulled a man wearing a Yaksha mask. Even though everyone knew that the masked man was a man based on his body shape, they felt harmonious and beautiful inexplicably when they walked together.

Madara ignored the glances and the whispers about the two's identities. He held on to Kamui's sleeve and walked among the crowd, passing from shop to shop.

After drinking a few more drinks and being blown by the wind, Madara's eyes became a little red and his head became a little dizzy.

He stopped and rubbed his temples. Kamui looked at him like this and thought, what kind of fireworks are he watching? He should go back to the room to wash up and sleep.

He persuaded Madara to go back, but Madara was extremely stubborn.

"I'm fine, but why can't I find it?"

It was only at this moment that Kamui realized that he had been looking around since just now, as if he was looking for something.

"What are you looking for?"

Madara turned back and looked at him with a very serious look in his eyes, "Look for the candy seller's booth."

It’s the candy man again.

Speaking of Sugar Man, Kamui would think of what he saw in Madara's memory.

During the four years in Hinata, every year on the sixth day of the frost month, Madara would send a candy man to him regardless of rain or shine.

Speaking of the sixth day of the frost month... Shenwei's expression suddenly turned serious.

He quickly raised his eyelids to meet Madara's gaze, with some inquiry and caution.

That day was Kamui's birthday, either Uchiha Kamui or Kamui himself.

However, this is a secret that no one except himself will know, let alone Madara.

But why, there are 360 ​​five days in a year, sometimes even 360 six days, why does he single out that day to give himself a candy man?

When thinking like this, Kamui suddenly felt a little scared.

He didn't dare to explore the reason behind this.

There was a possibility that was right on his lips, but he couldn't say it because he was afraid.

"Madara, you..." He suddenly lifted the Yasha mask on his face to the side of his head. Kamui's tone was a little anxious, but he suddenly stopped after calling Madara's name.

No, I must be thinking too much.

According to Madara's personality, if he knew that he was not the original Uchiha Kamui, he would definitely investigate to the end, he would definitely ask himself to find out, and he would never let an outsider invade the body of his best friend.

He must have tried every means to prove that he was not the original Uchiha Kamui.

And, after getting the answer, he killed himself without mercy.

This is in line with Uchiha Madara's behavior, isn't it?

If he really knew, he would probably be dead long ago.

but……

Madara looked at him and motioned for him to continue speaking, but Kamui seemed to have someone's hand stuck around his neck, unable to say anything.

"Haha," he laughed dryly and looked away unnaturally, "Madara, why..."

"what why?"

"No, it's nothing. I just want to say that I have grown up now and am no longer the kid who loves sweets."

Kamui said this, and Madara stood there stunned for a long time. After a long time, he also smiled, showing some rare emotions after being drunk.

"Yes, Kamui has grown up, and we have all grown up."

The night wind blew his long hair up, and without the cover of his forehead, his entire face was clearly exposed in front of Shenwei.

"When you grow up, you should do things that adults would do, right?"

"Eh?" Shenwei didn't understand, but he always felt that there was a lot of ambiguity in what adults should do.

Madara turned his head and stared into his eyes. Both of their eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.

Who doesn't like to look at good-looking people? Just like Kamui thinks Tobirama is good-looking, he thinks 21-year-old Uchiha Madara is equally good-looking.

It’s not just good-looking, it’s also the kind of good-looking that you don’t even know you have.

A person is good-looking but never cares about his appearance. This kind of good-looking person is the highest level.

But I have to say that there is a character filter for Kamui vs. Madara.

A beautiful and powerful conspirator, a loser betrayed by the whole world, this background always gives the character a filter.

When Madara was looking at Kamui, Kamui was also looking at this face and thinking, and he didn't even notice that he was in a daze.

Madara looked into his eyes, and slowly, his gaze moved downwards, landing on his lips.

His thumb pressed up uncontrollably and rubbed gently.

He has never forgotten this soft touch since that day.

"What are you doing?" Kamui came back to his senses.

As soon as he spoke, Madara suddenly sobered up a lot. The alcohol numbed his nerves and gave him an instant feeling of Meng Lang.

The fingers reluctantly retracted, and even the eyes also retracted.

He lied with a pinched neck, "There are rice grains stuck to the corners of my mouth."

"Eh?" Why didn't he feel it?

The atmosphere became a little strange for a moment. Madara no longer held Kamui's sleeve, and the two walked side by side on the street, one looking to the left and the other to the right, each with their own thoughts.

The wind in the spring night is very gentle, and the streets of Damingfu Station are full of people and traffic.

This place has not been affected by the war, and it is as peaceful and peaceful as if there is no such thing as war in the world.

What Madara wants to see is such a ninja world, where there is no need for war or death, where everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and is never separated from their families.

"When we complete our great cause, the entire ninja world will be like this, Madara, believe me."

Madara's throat felt hot and he let out a heavy hum.

He heard Shenwei say in a daze, "Because I have seen it."

He didn’t know what Kamui was referring to when he said this sentence, but he didn’t ask. Madara didn’t want to ask about many things about Kamui. He thought it didn’t matter. Kamui is Kamui. No matter what, there are things about him that others cannot touch. Touch taboo.

Including Madara himself.

Madara lowered his head and counted the green bricks under his feet, one step, two steps, three steps, one brick, two bricks, three bricks.

The two people walked forward silently, and with a whistle, colorful fireworks exploded on the dark sky.

One after another, fireworks rise into the sky, blooming with fleeting beauty.

Everyone stopped in unison and raised their heads to look at the sky.

Fireworks bloomed one after another, and the smell of gunpowder smoke floated in the air.

After the burning and blooming fireworks rose to the highest point, they fell downwards in a parabola-like tail with a trail, which looked like a shooting star.

"Make a wish quickly," Kamui pulled Madara's arm.

Madara was a little slow to react, "What wish?"

"Don't you think it's like a shooting star? If you wish on a shooting star, your wish will come true!"

After saying that, Kamui closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and made a pious wish to the falling fireworks.

Madara looked at it for two seconds, smiled, and made a wish imitating Kamui.

In addition to his wish for peace to come to the ninja world as soon as possible, he also has something else, a wish that is difficult to express to others, and may never be expressed to others.

If possible, he hopes that this fake meteor can really fulfill his true wish.

He also wants happiness.