Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

The hand reaches out before the brain.

By the time Kamui reacted and wanted to stop him, the collar of the kimono had already been torn open by Madara.

The snow-white skin is exposed in front of the eyes, making people dizzy.

Because he is very thin, the shape of his bones is clearly visible under the skin with little fat.

Madara looked at it intently, but there was no trace on it.

"Huh--" The hanging stone fell to the ground.

He took a long breath and finally felt relieved.

Madara retracted his hand, took a few steps back and sat on his quilt again, looking completely relieved.

The wind blew in and blew over the exposed skin, causing Kamui to shiver.

Kamui looked down at his torn kimono, full of questions.

"What... were you doing just now?" After a while, Shenwei finally asked from his soul.

Madara seemed to be crazy just now. If he didn't know who he was, Kamui would have thought he was some kind of scoundrel.

No scary traces were found on Kamui. Madara relaxed and said in a lazy voice, "No, it's nothing. I'm just afraid that you will be deceived."

Kamui still didn't understand what he was talking about.

Madara was a little embarrassed and continued to explain: "Looking at you dressed like this, I thought... I thought you were deceived by some strange person..."

The end of his eyes couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Kamui stood there blankly and digested it for a long time before he finally understood what Madara was looking for.

Traces, he was looking for unbearable traces.

"Hahaha~" Kamui couldn't help but laugh after he recovered.

The more he thought about Madara's appearance at that time, the more funny he found it. This brother who always pretended to be serious and would blush for a long time even when he heard a joke about the [-]-ban ban, actually didn't understand anything. Little brat.

Not only does he understand, he also knows a lot.

Kamui laughed louder and louder, he couldn't stop laughing while holding his stomach in disheveled clothes.

This laughter was really harsh to Madara's ears, and he also understood that Kamui understood what he just did, which made it even more embarrassing.

"Okay, stop laughing." Madara growled angrily.

He couldn't stop laughing at all, not to mention that the Kamui who had traveled through time had never been a good boy who listened to his brother.

Madara didn't let him laugh, but he laughed even more crazily.

Kamui sat down cross-legged on the tatami. He supported his chin with one hand and looked at Madara with a smile on his face. His peach blossom eyes were as sweet as honey.

The look on his face seemed to say, Madara, how can you be so stupid and cute?

"You don't think I was..."

Madara rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk to him.

Such a performance proves the idea of ​​divine power.

Kamui became interested, and the more Madara acted like this, the more he wanted to tease him.

"Since I'm afraid of people, why don't you do a deep check?"

What kind of tiger and wolf words are these? Madara stared at him with fierce and angry eyes.

Madara is a little confused about Kamui. How did the gentle and shy younger brother in the past turn into what he is now?

I dare to say anything without any psychological burden or embarrassment.

How long does a person have to have such a thick skin?

Shenwei seemed a little confused again. He said puzzledly: "I am a man. Even if I meet a bad guy, he should be a female bad guy. You can probably think of who will suffer, so what are you worried about?"

That's what I said, but I thought of the divine power at that time.

"Who told you to go out in women's clothes?" Madara muttered in frustration.

Kamui suddenly realized again. Did he think that the person who "bullyed" him was a man who liked to see people wearing women's clothes?

That's right. Kamui thought of the ancient Japanese who went on expeditions. It was inconvenient to bring women with them, so their generals would bring men with them. The usefulness was self-evident. It was not surprising that Madara would think that the other party was a man.

It can be seen that Longyang is good in every country and dynasty.

When discussing an embarrassing issue, silence is the most torturous. People's imagination is infinite. When there is silence, imagination can reach its peak. Just guessing what the other person is thinking is suffocating.

Madara muttered anxiously, trying to win back a victory for himself.

He said: "I'm just afraid that you will be deceived, that's all."

"Are you afraid that I will be cheated?"

It's really funny. It's obvious that he deceived others and left no tea seeds left. Such worries are really unnecessary.

However, Madara was so nervous just now that he even opened his Sharingan unconsciously. This proves that he is really worried, right?

Shenwei took a deep breath and raised his face to look at the pitch-black roof. Where the dim light from the candlelight could not reach, there was a pitch-black sky and earth.

When was the last time someone was so worried and nervous about themselves?

He thought about it for a long time, and then realized that he couldn't remember clearly. Was there just one thing?

Smiling and laughing, thinking about this, Kamui suddenly stopped laughing.

The room returned to silence, and Kamui looked at Madara again. After the embarrassment, the blush on Madara's face receded, but he looked sad.

Shenwei was silent and asked him: "What's wrong with you? You seem to be worried."

Upon hearing this, Madara turned around and stared at him. He stared at Kamui for a few minutes. After a few minutes, he said in a somewhat obscure voice, "Kamui, come with me on a mission tomorrow."

On a mission?

Kamui hasn't been on a mission for a long time. He had been busy fighting Hagoromo before, and then used all his energy to deal with Senju. The daimyo gave them enough that they didn't need to accept commissions from other non-ninja families. Able to live well.

"What kind of mission is it? Is this why father asked you to go to the study this afternoon?"

Madara's face turned a little colder, and he nodded randomly, prevaricating, "Yeah, ah, yes."

Kamui looked at him with squinted eyes. Madara Uchiha as a boy was far from as resourceful as he was in middle age and old age. Now he is simple enough to express all emotions on his face and not lie.

But Shenwei didn't expose him. He didn't care about the things within the clan. He just wanted to live his life well.

Since you are reborn in the world of Naruto, let's live this life well. Even if the sense of belonging is weak, we must create a sense of belonging and live on.

Living is more interesting than dying, isn't it?

Madara, knowing full well that Kamui was lying, resisted the urge to continue questioning him.

It doesn't matter anymore, nothing seems to matter anymore.

That night, Kamui rarely slept peacefully, but Madara kept his eyes open until dawn.

In the dark night, Madara could not see anything with his big eyes open, as if he was the only one in the world. He tried hard to grab something. At this moment, he heard something not far away, The sound of Shenwei's clear and shallow breathing.

Madara wanted to cry a little, he was extremely conflicted inside.

It would be great if he was a small enough child. He didn't have to think about anything. All he did every day was drink milk and sleep.

And if he is a big enough adult, big enough to make his own decisions about everything, then he will definitely not let...

But there are no ifs in the world. When faced with a dilemma, he cannot escape and has no choice but to retreat.

Father, father, he was blocking the back like a wall, not giving him any way to escape.