I am Uchiha Madara

♂nbsp; Early in the morning, Uchiha Madara's eyelids twitched violently.

In this world, there is no such thing as the left eye twitching to make money and the right eye twitching to disaster. Uchiha Madara rubbed his eyes and naturally attributed the cause to excessive use of his eyes recently.

In order to control the situation in the Kingdom of Thunder and reduce the pressure on the Country of Fire and Konoha, he frequently took action against those bastards. Even if he killed too many ants, he would be tired. Moreover, he had a big fight with another "Uchiha Madara" at the beginning of the month. There was a fight, both of them were very ruthless.

There were a lot of overt injuries and even more hidden injuries. He hit wherever he was fatal.How should I put it? It’s worthy of being “myself” in another world.

Seemingly fine, he rested for a full week afterwards.What gave him some comfort was that the other party had not been able to go out until today.

The restless elements in the Kingdom of Thunder and Madara from another world were deeply remembered in his heart. The morning wind mixed with the smell of vegetation blew away the irritability in people's minds.The footsteps paused for a moment at the fork in the road and turned in another direction.He decided not to go on mission today.

Bypassing the separate house, separated by a tree-lined path, is the family training ground.There are cherry blossoms planted along the road. It is already early summer, and the short-lived cherry blossom trees have not even left the falling red color.

"If it's a peach blossom, at least some peaches can be left." A voice of regret came from not far away.Hearing this, Uchiha Madara subconsciously looked at the bare branches of the cherry blossom tree. It really didn't look good, so he waited for such a familiar voice.

Walking quickly through the trees, I happened to meet someone in a white-on-purple-patterned uniform at the corner.

The other person turned slightly sideways and met Uchiha Madara's eyes.I saw him slowly smoothing out the tiny wrinkles on the sleeves of his rich clothes, and the precious glass bead inlaid on his hair crown reflected the sunlight. It was bright and clear, flowing in an instant and dazzling people's eyes.Then he smiled and said, "Good morning."

It's a pity that the charming eyes are thrown to a blind man. No matter how beautiful the smile is, Uchiha Madara has evil intentions in his eyes.

"It's you." Uchiha Madara's face immediately darkened, "Who let you in? This is not your Uchiha home." He said this to Madara, but his sharp eyes were directed at Uchiha Xingyi beside him.

As if being choked by the murderous intent in his eyes, Uchiha Xingyi could not resist the pressure of his master. His back was dripping with cold sweat, and his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand.Ban took a step forward without leaving a trace, helping him block most of the pressure. "It's the Hokage's arrangement."

"Senju Hashirama" Uchiha Madara snorted coldly, but did not object. He looked at someone who was not wearing ninja clothes at all, a sneer appeared on his lips, and ordered Uchiha: "Put him in" Take it to your guest house.”

The guest house is a place for outsiders to stay. It was used as a temporary medical center during the war. It was put aside for a long time after the war. The conditions were not as good as the houses of the own tribe, and the current environment is even more conceivable.Although there are still vacancies in the internal residence, he just doesn’t want to get any advantage.

Madara smiled slightly: "There is a vacant room next to your residence. The first generation means that it is more convenient for me to live next to you."

Uchiha Madara's air pressure suddenly dropped by a level

Ban smiled and said nothing.

Uchiha Xingyi no longer dared to look directly at his family master. Caught between the two family masters, he only felt that the sky was dark. He didn't want to be the victim of the fight between the two. For a moment, he felt a gust of wind passing by him, and Uchiha Madara didn't even think about it. Hui Di dropped the sentence, "Take him there."

Madara sent him away, slightly twitching his lips, and turned to Uchiha: "Let's go."

"Yes, Lord Banban."

The first generation placed him next to Uchiha Madara, simply because he wanted Uchiha Madara to contain him.Visitors from other worlds, no matter how similar they may be, are not the real "self" after all.They can trust [-]% of Hashirama, who is a generous man, but his character is completely different from Uchiha Madara here. It would be great if he can trust [-]% of him.Uchiha Madara's political methods here may not be smooth, but he is also a master of reading people's hearts, so he naturally understands the intentions of the first generation.

That's right, after all, he is a strong man who stands at the pinnacle of illusion in this world. How could it be as simple as it seems on the surface?

After half a month of testing, the first generation could get information about himself from Hashirama.Having power is not scary, but having both wisdom and strength is scary.For such a person, even if Hashirama says all good things, it can't stop others from being suspicious.

Madara thought while twirling the jade ring on his thumb carelessly.Soon, only one voice from Uchiha was heard: "Madara-sama, we're here."

Madara nodded slightly and pushed the door open.

This is part of the clan leader's main residence, so it is naturally one of the best rooms. Madara didn't have high hopes at first, and that was actually the case.Japanese culture originally advocates simplicity and purity, and the ninja family focuses on force and cares little about other things.There is nothing else inside the entire house except for the fully furnished daily necessities. It is clean and refreshing at best, but boring at worst.

When I walked to the window, I faced a cherry blossom tree.Gently touching the exquisite carvings on the window frame, Madara sighed in his heart: This arrangement is simply a waste of the carpenter's work enthusiasm and professionalism.

Uchiha Xingyi said carefully: "Madara-sama, what else do you need?"

Even though Madara-sama has been acting relatively gentle, Uchiha Xingyi did not relax for a moment.Inheriting the cautiousness of his grandfather Tai Uchiha, he always warned himself: This is a strong man who can compete with the master of his family.

Others don't know the significance of this "tie". After all, being plotted against is not an honorable thing.Uchiha Madara didn't bother to explain, Madara wouldn't explain.

Madara turned around, and the full smile sent shivers down Uchiha Xingyi's spine: "Yes~"

In the countless days and nights that followed, Uchiha Xingyi reflected countless times on why he was so arrogant at that time.

"Dig out the cherry blossom tree and replace it with a peach blossom tree. Instead of planting it in the same place, move it to the right. This way it will be at the most comfortable angle when looking out from the window."

"The pot of the flower has been changed. How can the white match the pure black? I don't live in a mourning hall."

"Who bought this flower? Why is it bright yellow? I wanted bright yellow and went over to change it."

"Don't hang the whole Xiang curtain, just a quarter of it."

"Don't put this pot of orchid on the window, put it in the corner."

Madara was sitting in the middle of the room, with a faint smile on his lips, holding a teacup and slowly sipping tea, taking the time to direct the Uchiha clan members around.When I see those big and small rabbit eyes in my house, I can't help but secretly bully them. This bad taste has been brought to another world.

"Madara-sama, the painting has been purchased."

When I looked up, I saw another "acquaintance".Madara narrowed his eyes, "Uchiha Yan"

Uchiha Yan looked calm, exuding the chilling aura of an elite ninja, "Yes, Uchiha Yan. But it's not the Uchiha Yan from your lord's side."

The hard-nosed answer did not go beyond Madara's expectations.Except for the person he is loyal to, everyone else is just a cloud. This is the character of Uchiha En.Madara smiled silently and said, "My intuition is very strong."

"Yes, my lord."

There was a moment of silence, Madara lowered his eyes and blew the water in the tea cup, and the light green clearness rippled with thin lines.He didn't say anything more, but simply ordered: "Go and install the painting."

Uchiha En took the painting and turned away without hesitation.Madara's half-lidded eyes showed no emotion.

Really, I kind of miss those trouble-making bunnies.

Uchiha Madara returned to the main house from the training ground, almost thinking that he had gone to the wrong place.He asked a tribesman: "What happened?"

The tribesman said with a grimace: "Madara-sama, no, no, no, it's Madara-sama who is decorating the room."

Uchiha Madara felt his eyelids start to twitch again.He entered the room in three steps and two steps at a time. The busy tribesmen fell silent for an instant, silently looking at someone sitting in the middle of the room.

Madara was very calm, not feeling guilty at all about being caught red-handed, "Why are you still standing there in a daze?"

Uchiha Madara looked around. In addition to the leisurely and comfortable person and the tormented clan members, there was also a greatly changed room. To be fair, the room that Madara had tidied up was elegant and refined without losing its atmosphere. It looked very pleasing to the eye. This did not mean that he forgive someone for being presumptuous

"You really don't think of yourself as an outsider," Uchiha Madara said sarcastically.The cold tone made the surrounding tribesmen shiver.

Madara raised his head and smiled, remaining unchanged in response to all changes, "Would you like some tea?"

Faced with his other self who was so angry that he would not pay for his life, Uchiha Madara finally learned how to maintain self-restraint instead of slashing him with a fan.He said coldly: "Since you don't regard yourself as an outsider, you must follow Uchiha's rules. Be safe."

Madara smiled and raised his index finger and shook it, "You are wrong, I am not from the Uchiha family." No matter that Uchiha, he was not bound.When he first admitted to this family, it was just for a promise.

"It should be said that the Uchiha family is all mine."

Absolutely implement his will and obey his orders; wherever the sword points, fate lies.This is his Uchiha family.

Similar, not after all.

"So?" His fingers covered the handle of the fan, Uchiha Madara's eyes became darker and colder.

Everyone in the room was frightened by the atmosphere that seemed like a war was about to break out. They held their breath and slowly exited the room.The two people, who were facing each other in an imposing manner, did not pay those people any attention.

After a while, Madara suddenly smiled and said, "The tea is cold, why don't you drink it?"

Unexpectedly, Madara Uchiha sat on the other side of the coffee table on the tatami, and his fierce and solemn aura calmed down.

Madara lowered his head and started to make another cup of tea. His movements were smooth and elegant, and the brilliance of the glass beads on his hair crown flashed across the pale yellow walls of the Japanese room.The two of them sat in silence for half a quarter of an hour.

Madara slowly put away the tea set and said to him casually: "Tea from the Land of Fire is more suitable for drinking in spring, especially early spring. The best tea in midsummer is in the eastern part of the Land of Water. Next time I go to the Land of Water Help me bring some when I go on a mission abroad."

Uchiha Madara, who had already stepped out of the room with one foot, paused, "I understand."

"Thank you."

The corner of Madara's lips was smiling, and the illusory gentleness slowly gave out a different flavor.