Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Most people's personalities are innate, just like Hashirama is always optimistic, just like Madara is always cautious.

After getting a little drunk that night, he stayed awake for the rest of the days.

Occasional drunkenness and indulgence were already a bit out of line for him, and his education problems since childhood made him form the habit of staying sober at all times.

Since the dinner party, they have been waiting in the hotel, which is boring but necessary.

Even if the daimyo had decided to give them the land, he still had to let them wait for a few days in order to appear thoughtful and embarrassed. He could not just give them what they asked for immediately. This was all a routine.

In comparison, the name of Yu Zhiguo is much looser. It has been a few months. The Blood Pond clan has been living privately in his land, and they have not sent anyone to take care of it.

To put it bluntly, when the world is in chaos, as long as they don't go too far and don't affect the real interests of the daimyo, they won't bother to allocate manpower to take care of these things.

At worst, they will collect taxes from you after you settle down and start farming. Compared with the barren forest, this will actually increase your income.

Kamui and Madara were so bored that they used their shadow clones to play poker in the hotel, barely surviving two days.

Early in the morning on the third day, the daimyo sent someone to tell him that he wanted to see Madara.

Everything went as Kamui expected, and the daimyo agreed to Madara's request for land.

Of course, Madara also watched the Daimyo perform a play for two hours at the Daming Mansion. Without his close confidants by his side, it was the first time that he felt that two hours could be so long.

Sitting on pins and needles is probably how he is described at this moment.

Madara got what he wanted, and in fact, the daimyo also got what he wanted.

The Land of Fire has a vast territory and abundant resources. Even if his younger brother and Senju are looking for trouble for him, the territory is still vast.

Using only a portion of the land covered with ancient trees can be exchanged for the reduced funds, and at the same time it can stabilize Uchiha. No matter how you look at this deal, you won't suffer a loss.

As for Madara, after it was clear that he could not get back the funds that were destined to be cut, he could still openly obtain the land for building a village from the daimyo. This was also the purpose of his and Kamui's trip.

He wants part of it, and Hashirama will ask for another part in the future. Even if there is no way to break away from the daimyo when building the village, it can be regarded as a bargaining chip before negotiations, and it will not be added to the content of future negotiations.

Kamui once jokingly said that if two people get married, the land would be pre-marital property and cannot be touched by the other party.

Although both parties looked a bit complacent, they were actually quite satisfied inside.

Madara didn't plan to stay in the Daming Mansion any longer. No matter how capable and loyal Uchiha Dendrobium and Uchiha Toto were, he still felt uneasy about leaving Izuna alone in the clan.

On the second day after reaching the consensus, Madara and Kamui were about to leave the Daming Mansion residence, and early that morning, the guard samurai from Daming Mansion came to the hotel.

At that time, Kamui was still asleep in the quilt next to him, and Madara had just woken up.

Across the door, the samurai said respectfully outside, "Master Patriarch, the daimyo has hosted a breakfast banquet at the mansion to see you two off. Please be sure to come with me."

Hearing some vague sounds, Kamui opened his sleepy eyes and looked at Madara who was sitting up next to him and getting dressed.

"what's the situation?"

Madara wore his outer robe with an expressionless face and said softly: "The daimyo held a banquet to see him off, and he asked you and me to go there."

It's a banquet again. It seems that those high-ranking officials and nobles who have nothing to do all day especially like this kind of banquet where they eat, drink, have fun and have fun.

"No...um!"

Before the words could be spoken, Madara's mouth was covered. The other party shook his head seriously at him, and the Kamui with only his eyes exposed on his face couldn't help but laugh.

His fair-skinned palms, which he wore gloves all year round, covered most of his face, and his peach petal-like eyes were bent with a smile, like a crescent moon.

Madara shouted out the door, "It's already being cleaned up, please wait a moment."

The well-trained sword-wielding samurai understood what Madara said about cleaning up, and naturally also understood that the wait would take at least half an hour, so he simply sat and waited in the next room.

As soon as Madara took his hand away, Kamui burst out laughing, rolling on the quilt and stretching.

"I don't want to go. You can go by yourself. Just say I'm sick and you're afraid of infecting the Daimyo and everyone else."

Madara had already stood up and put on his clan robe. He adjusted the belt around his waist, smiled lightly and looked down at the guy who was lazier than a ninja cat.

"How can I just say that I am sick? What's more, if you don't stay with me, I am so bored that even one minute is painful."

When Madara said this, Kamui didn't doubt it at all.

In the first few days after arriving, he and Madara attended a banquet together. Even if they were surrounded by their own people, they still felt out of place at such a banquet, formal, hypocritical, and boring.

Furthermore, every time he faced such an occasion, Kamui would unconsciously think of the dinner party at Hinata's house.

There were bad guys who were colluding with each other at the dinner party, and they were villains who stayed out of the matter. Except for a Hinata Xizhao who couldn't stand it and reminded him at the critical moment, there were obviously so many people, but no one was on his side.

He still remembers the isolation and helplessness he felt at that time.

Thinking this way, Kamui gradually stopped smiling and lay there looking at Madara who was neatly dressed.

This time, fortunately, Madara was by his side, and this time, fortunately, no one made things difficult for him.

After getting up, washing and tidying up, the two of them followed the two samurai with swords to Daming Mansion.

Although the daimyo expressed regret at their departure, everyone could see that he was clearly very happy.

Madara is different from Tajima. Tajima has experienced many things in his old age. Like a stone whose edges have been smoothed, it no longer hurts him even if it is held in the palm of his hand.

When facing his employer's famous names, he usually has the consciousness of being in a lower position, neither humble nor arrogant, and restrains his sharpness.

But Madara is not like this. At the age of 21, he is in his prime and showing his full potential. Moreover, this guy seems to be born with a domineering attitude that despises everything. He just sits silently and honestly in his seat, and the Daimyo feels even more pressure. .

If such a Shura is sent away quickly, the daimyo can take a good breath, otherwise he always feels that he didn't say the right thing, and Uchiha Madara can rectify him on the spot.

The daimyo cannot compare to his brave and resourceful father. He is cowardly and has no independent opinion. He just wants to live happily for the rest of his life, but does not want to die at the hands of the ninja he hired.

It was precisely because of his inability to achieve great things that his younger brother dared to hire Thousand Hands to attack him.

During the dinner, the daimyo couldn't help but persuade Madara and Kamui to eat more, saying that it was a particularly delicious meal made by his newly recruited chef.

For them, who are always used to eating light meals, the dishes are relatively heavy, but for Shenwei, the taste is indeed better. It tastes like Chinese food with multiple tastes and distinct layers.

The food itself tasted good, and coupled with the daimyo's insistence on eating, Madara's face felt a little embarrassed at the end of the meal.

"It seems like I ate too much." He whispered to Kamui.

Kamui couldn't help laughing and said softly: "Me too."

Uh……