Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

It wasn't until after dinner that Madara came out of his father's study.

He had no appetite, so he refused the food brought by A-Xue and walked to the other courtyard without energy. When he returned, Quan Na had already finished washing and was returning to the room with a basin.

The two brothers met in the corridor, and Madara immediately saw Izuna's swollen left cheek.

"What's going on?" Madara asked Quan Nai, pointing to his left cheek.

Quan Nai understood immediately and smiled with squinted eyes. He didn't seem to feel any pain.

"It's okay, it's just that I was too involved and was hit by the fire core. But don't worry, brother, he's not much better. I shot left and right, and he's now swollen like a pig's head."

Madara sighed and felt relieved. When he saw the wooden basin in Quan Nai's hand, he asked one more question, "Has your second brother also finished washing?"

Quan Nai shook his head and suddenly approached mysteriously. After he looked around and saw no one, he lowered his voice and said, "I'll tell you a secret. I saw my second brother running away over the wall."

Climb over the wall...and run away?

When he thought of climbing over the wall, Madara's first reaction was that this was the method he usually used when he went out to meet Hashirama. How could he be taught by Kamui?

"Brother, what did you think the second brother did?"

"..." For a moment, Madara couldn't guess what he was doing out there.

"If I hadn't been too tired, I would have followed him out for a look."

"You're a kid, don't meddle in your own business."

Izuna pouted and was very dissatisfied. He gestured at his height and could already reach Madara's chin.

"Look, I've grown so much, how can I still be a child?"

Madara couldn't do anything about it, but he was afraid that one day Izuna would actually do something like stalking on a whim. By then, if he was also the one being followed, his private meeting with Hashirama by the river would be exposed.

"Shenwei, he may have climbed over the wall to find the governor to play with."

Quanna: ...

"Why don't you just go through the front door in an upright manner when you're looking for management?"

Madara felt that this younger brother simply had a hundred thousand reasons, one problem after another.

He clasped his fingers and hit Quan Nai's forehead gently but not hard. Madara pretended to be stern and said, "This is not something a child should know. Okay, go to bed."

Madara pushed Senna's back and pushed him into the room.

Quan Nai was really exhausted and too lazy to worry about anything. If he wanted to know, he could just ask his second brother in person tomorrow.

Returning to the room, the huge room was pitch dark. It was obvious that Kamui had not returned yet.

Spot turned on the lamp, thought for a while and spread out the bedding for the two of them.

Looking at Kamui's quilt, he fell into deep thought.

Shenwei, what on earth is he going to do after climbing over the wall?

At that time, the purpose of moving Kamui's bedding to his room and forcing him to share a room with her was to monitor him, wasn't it?

Now, he discovered that as he grew older, his father often assigned him to do this and that, and he simply couldn't watch Kamui all the time.

What did he do when he couldn't see him?

The autumn night wind blew into the room through the open paper door, and the flame of the oil lamp was swayed by the wind.

The swaying firelight diffused into the backyard through the open paper door, and the fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus curled up like smoke. Some of it was blown down by the wind, as if a piece of fine gold foil was sprinkled on the edge of the wet garden.

It was at this time that the man came back, his delicate figure appearing in the corridor, his feet in white socks stepping on the falling osmanthus flowers.

The moment Kamui jumped off the wall, he knew that he had been exposed. The room that had not been lit when he left was now very bright, so the only possibility was that Madara would come back.

He only hesitated for a moment before entering the house as usual. Madara looked at Kamui whose expression remained unchanged and his heart did not beat. For the first time, he felt that he could not see through him.

"where did you go?"

Shenwei pretended to be relaxed and said: "I fell asleep in the yard and didn't even know you were back."

Madara's eyes were always locked on Kamui. After seeing the clothes he was wearing, his brows instantly wrinkled. He was forced to swallow what he wanted to ask before. He asked incomprehensively: "What are you wearing?"

Kamui lowered his head and looked at the clothes he was wearing. It was a pure white women's kimono with a few simple flowers embroidered on the cuffs, which was considered decoration.

"Is there something wrong with this dress? Didn't my mother often dress like this when I was a child?"

"When I was a child, I was a child. You are not a child of a certain age now."

Kamui smiled instead of being angry, "Brother is right."

This outfit was specially made by Kamui some time ago. He had always remembered the sewing and needlework skills he had learned from his mother, and they had come in handy.

The reason why he dressed like this was entirely to confuse Tobirama. Even though his words were so ambiguous and unclear, and it was obvious that Tobirama felt that their relationship was unusual, he never made any intimate gestures with him, never held hands or hugged him. Not to mention the more extreme ones.

The love between a boy and a girl will never be so simple. If there is no physical contact except for sparring, Tobirama will definitely become suspicious after a long time.

He would doubt Kamui's intentions for him, and once a person becomes suspicious, it will spread in his heart like a wildly growing weed, so he will definitely not be able to hide the fact that he is actually a boy.

The reason why he didn't become suspicious for so long was just because of the ethical constraints in his heart.

Senju Tobirama is a very innocent person.

Kamui dresses in neutral clothes all day long, but as time goes by, Tobirama will always notice that something is wrong, so he thinks of wearing girl's clothes occasionally when he goes to see him, which invisibly strengthens his image in his mind.

In this regard, Tobirama is easier to deceive. If you deal with it, you should be able to deceive him for a while.

And Madara, who is similar to Tobirama in some aspects, is also easy to deceive sometimes.

Kamui stretched his arms and circled in front of Madara, deliberately showing an innocent smile, and asked: "Do you think it looks good, Madara?"

Does it look good?

Madara was startled and was passively led away by Kamui.

He really looked at Shenwei's clothes carefully. The clothes were very well made, neither too big nor too small. They were put in the right place and put in the right place. Anyone with a curvy body could make those curves beautiful. Revealed.

The pure white kimono is decorated with some dark patterns, and even the flowers on the cuffs are embroidered lifelike.

Kamui has been weak since he was a child, which makes him look younger than his actual age, and his stature is more like a girl.

Apart from the lack of female curves in his body, wearing such a women's kimono didn't look out of place on him, and it even looked pretty good.

Shenwei did not tie up the long hair, but let it hang loosely on the back of his head. The short princess-cut hair hung down by his ears. In the dim candlelight, it was impossible to tell his gender.

As long as you don't speak and say that she is your sister, no one will have any objections, right?

He wore such clothes and climbed over the wall dressed as a girl. What on earth was he doing?

Madara suddenly felt a little worried, no, very worried. Could his brother have been deceived by some bad guy?

Thinking of this, Madara felt bad all over.

He suddenly jumped up from the tatami, held Kamui down and started to pull off his clothes.

Rolling up his sleeves, Madara examined his arms carefully. The arms that had been hidden under the sleeves all year round were white, tender and smooth, with no scars at all. He then lifted up the kimono to look at his legs. A section of his calf was exposed above the white socks. There were no scars on it either.

The kimono was pulled up until it reached the thighs. After seeing no scratches at all, Madara paused with his hands and gave up on continuing to inspect this area.

Kamui didn't realize what he was looking for at all. He stared blankly at Madara struggling with his clothes.

After checking the legs, Madara stood up and stared at Kamui's lips, and then the slender neck. Looking down the neck, he could only vaguely see the collarbone. So far, everything was normal.

So...then what's underneath this kimono?