Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

This is a bold temptation.

After hearing no answer for a long time, Shenwei asked again dissatisfiedly. This time his tone was higher and sharper.

"Let me ask you, even if I am a bad person, will you protect me?"

Madara tried his best to suppress the rapid beating of his heart, and his expression was a bit confused and confused. He was like a well-behaved child facing a cat with fried fur.

But as senior hair-explosive lovers, Uchiha people know very well that what they have to do at this time is to smooth their hair.

He nodded obediently and promised again and again, "I will, Kamui, do you want me to swear to the gods?"

Shenwei frowned and looked at him, a smile blooming on the corners of his bloodless lips.

He reminded Madara: "The thunder has not completely disappeared. I don't believe in gods. Just swear to the sky. If you break your promise, you will be struck by five thunders from the sky."

Madara couldn't help but curl up his lips. Thunder also has its own god to control it, right?

What is the difference between gods and heaven?

But he still agreed, "Okay, it's up to you."

This time, Kamui's clasped fingers finally pressed against Madara's lips before he could swear.

Kamui looked at him with a serious expression.

"The person who listens to your oath is not gods or heaven, but me. If you break your promise, I will personally punish you."

His fingers were grasped by Madara's hand that had withdrawn it from his arm, clasped tightly in his palm.

Madara's palms were hot, Kamui's fingers were cold.

He felt as if there was a lively little rabbit in Madara's palm, tickling his fingertips.

"So, O Kamui, will you be my god?"

The question was very cryptic. After Kamui thought about it carefully, he still heard the underlying meaning.

He lowered his eyes unnaturally, his thick eyelashes covering his black glass eyes. He tightened his bloodless lips, and his face gradually became a little warm.

He could feel the hot gaze coming from the top of his head. This gaze must be full of expectation, but——

"Blade, do you know?"

"what?"

"Gods cannot have personal feelings. Once they have feelings, they will be emotional in many things. This is very troublesome."

The originally joyful mood had a hint of sadness, but he was Uchiha Madara. After recognizing his own heart, he became more lonely and courageous.

He asked tentatively: "Then... what if the gods have someone they love?"

Kamui didn't want to look at Madara's increasingly disappointed eyes. He stared at Madara's chest. The front of his yukata opened wide due to Madara's movements.

He could see his chest rising and falling slightly, and beneath the flesh was the heart.

Kamui's tone was extremely calm, so calm that he was almost ruthless, and he said: "Then erase the person you love."

Madara remained silent for a long time. Kamui heard him take a deep breath, trying to control something, but the uneven breathing gave him away.

After a long time, Madara asked again without giving up even though he knew the answer.

"Kamiwei, do you want to be a god or a human?"

Outside the wooden house, the wind and rain were shaking, and the spots on the eaves were sometimes dense and sometimes sparse, sometimes slow and sometimes fast.

After the rapid tapping, the world heard in my ears was much quieter than before.

With his lips slightly opened, Kamui spit out the word - "God."

The answer is obviously the same as what I thought, but what I think in my heart and what I hear with my own ears, the sadness and disappointment are still not on the same level.

The hand holding Shenwei's fingers relaxed, and finally took it back.

The dim light from the candlelight could not reach the roof, and it was pitch black, like the abyss Madara was sinking into at this moment.

The abyss is dark and there is no light. This is the place where Madara once wanted to pull Kamui to fall. Now, he has fallen to the bottom of the abyss as he wished, but the person he longed for will not stay there to accompany him.

He seemed to have tasted the pain of love.

But this doesn't seem to be love, just his unrequited love.

This summer, because of this rain, the rainy season ushered in the beginning of the rainy season belatedly when it should have entered the end.

It rained several times in the next half month. During this period, Kamui never went out in the rain again.

Madara followed his words and continued to cover his ears when the thunder was too loud.

Therefore, he never lost his mind because of the things that had been accumulating in his heart for a long time. He felt his body gradually stiffen and then relax while he was awake.

He suppressed the thought of screaming desperately, biting his lip, and managed to survive those uncomfortable moments.

At the end of summer, when the last thunderstorm came, Kamui was able to control himself, and was even able to show a brief smile to Madara next to him.

Madara responded with a smile and patted his shoulder and said, "You are doing better and better. Uchiha is not afraid of anything. Nothing in this world can control Uchiha."

Except feelings.

In early autumn, Kamui and Madara returned to their home in the clan.

Shenwei has already experienced the ability of the third eye. After having this ability, all he has to do is to practice continuously, and the best practice must be actual combat.

In the Warring States Period, the most indispensable thing was actual combat.

The day after he returned home, Kamui once again saw an uninvited guest in his room who shouldn't be there.

Tobirama was only wearing a black slim-fitting trousers, which looked very homely. Kamui had seen him dressed like this many times in his memories of the original work.

At that time, Kamui had just finished taking a bath and put on a clean kimono. He heard a noise behind him and turned around to see Tobirama.

Kamui was stunned for a moment, then frowned and laughed.

"Although late, I'm here. I'm talking about you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tobirama was already hugging him unceremoniously.

After reacting, Kamui kept struggling, but Tobirama's steel-like arms trapped him tightly, making it impossible for him to break free no matter what.

"Hey, you are crazy. Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Izuna may come to me at any time. You will be finished if they find out."

Kamui slapped Tobirama on the back. He was a man after all, and every stroke was carried with considerable force.

It would hurt a little, but Tobirama didn't care.

I struggled for a long time, but instead of pushing the person away, the other person hugged her tighter for fear of her breaking away.

Kamui finally stopped moving and dropped his hands to his sides. In this way, he seemed to be submissive.

"What's your situation? I don't believe any of your relatives have passed away this time."

Kamui's words reminded Tobirama of the time when his father Buddhama passed away. At that time, he was very sad and went to the Nanga River to seek some comfort. Kamui, who he regarded as Kagura at that time, lent him his shoulder.

"I can't sense you."

"Eh?"

Is he afraid of... this?