[Naruto] Warrior of Love Uchiha

After he said the name "Uchiha Madara", the atmosphere froze for a moment.

My first reaction was who is Uchiha Madara and why is he so proud?

The brain that was forced to run at a high speed during the special period flashed many unconnected images, including Uchiha's fire escape, Uchiha's Gundam, and Uchiha's appearance of doing things day by day... Finally, it was frozen in the waterfall of the valley of the end Two statues standing opposite each other.

With a shiver all over my body, I slowly realized the meaning of the name "Uchiha Madara".

I was shocked: "You actually cut your hair?!"

he:"……"

I was expecting that he would follow me and explain, saying that the hair was too thick and it was too hot in summer, so I cut it, but it seemed that he didn't mean to follow me, so he just kept silent.

The atmosphere seemed to have changed from frozen to a little awkward.

For the sake of his embarrassment, I still plan to give him a step down if he is kind-hearted.

"It's well cut, and the short hair looks refreshing and youthful. You look no different from your twenties now, old ancestor."

It may be that my tone was too exaggerated, and he looked even more embarrassed.

Speaking of which, why on earth did I leave the task alone and run out to stare at an unknown man who claimed to be my ancestor?

Don't say he is fake, even if it is true, it won't work!

Rather, it would be more troublesome if it were true.

My family's one is really smoking from the ancestral grave, so I have to trouble my ancestor Uchiha Madara to come out and confirm a pair of three-go jade.

I racked my brains to find a topic to make the current atmosphere less embarrassing.

Suddenly, I thought of something that happened not long ago, that person who happened to be related to Uchiha Madara in the first generation.

"I said ancestors... er, no, I mean..."

He was silent for a moment: "... Let's call it Madara."

"……Oh."

Although it was a bit rebellious, it was allowed by the other party after all.I called the person in front of me who claimed to be the ancestor of the Uchiha by his name, "I said Madara... Some time ago, I saw the Second Hokage."

While complaining in my heart why I have to chat with a mysterious man who looks very dangerous on this occasion, I bit the bullet and told him the thrilling incident a while ago as a common gossip come out.

Looking at the face of the other party who could not be seen under the mask, I hesitated and said: "Secondaime Hokage... he regards me as the descendant of Uchiha Izuna, do I look alike Uchiha Izuna? "

I had some anticipation in my heart, waiting for how the other party would respond.

In the end, the masked man who claimed to be Madara didn't give me any answer at all, he just vaguely prevaricated the topic.

"Ah. Probably." He said indifferently and perfunctorily.

My suspicion of his identity was originally five points, but after he answered it, it became ten points.

This man is not Uchiha Madara.

If you want to talk about Uchiha Izumi, it doesn't really matter how famous he is.After all, there is also Uchiha Madara who is as famous as a killing god on the battlefield at the same age as him.However, the name Uchiha Izumi will always be put together with Uchiha Madara... After all, these two are brothers of the same mother.

That's interesting.

The man in front of me who claims to be Uchiha Madara is completely indifferent to the fact that I and his brother are very similar. Judging by his perfunctory attitude, it is not so much that he is not interested in this matter, it is better to say that he does not know Uchiha at all. Who is Quanna and what does she look like.

I don't know what kind of brother my brother looks like?

If he is really Uchiha Madara, then it will be a great show of the year.

I also have no interest in continuing to argue with him. After he scribbled this topic, I nodded: "If it's okay, then I'll go first, see you later."

He staggered a step and blocked my path.

"Don't you want to know what I'm going to tell you?"

The masked man looked down, and I really couldn't tell whether his eyes were sarcasm or malice.

"What do you want to say?" I raised my face and gave him a blank look, and said, "Do you have a love-hate relationship with the first generation of Hokage? The stone statues of the couple in the Valley of the End are still there, I'm not interested in listening to your show." Love."

He choked on me: "...What if what I want to tell you is the truth about Uchiha."

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen—"

"It seems that you are not interested... Huh, then if I say this, will you be interested? It's about Uchiha..."

I simply blocked my ears and made more unreasonable troubles: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it—"

The atmosphere around him suddenly became very sinister.

Murderous aura doesn't work for me, and I'm past the age when I would be intimidated by murderous aura.Under the tutelage of Orochimaru, who is the best at provoking people among the Sannin, I am very self-aware of how strong my ability to pull hatred is.

No matter how sinister the atmosphere is, it doesn't matter to me. This man even concealed his true identity from me... Then, I won't believe a single word that comes out of his mouth.

Whether it's about the Uchiha clan, or who is in the Uchiha clan, even if I want to know the truth, I don't want to hear him tell me.

"Don't you want to know at all?" He said in a gloomy voice, "The night of the Uchiha genocide that you know nothing about."

"Yeah, I want to know. But I don't believe what you're saying."

I pointedly nodded my cheek, and my fingertips touched the soft flesh of the cheek, and the corresponding position was the orange mask on his face: "You won't even tell me who you are."

"Let's say it, I'm Uchiha Madara."

The position seemed to be reversed in an instant, and the person who dismissed the other party's words changed from him to me.

I sneered: "You think I'll believe it?"

"You have no reason to doubt it." He said noncommittally.

This man really can't see the coffin without crying.

I despise this person who is stubborn and troublesome in my heart, so I asked him blankly: "You said you are Uchiha Madara, then let me ask you, who is Uchiha Madara's favorite person in this life."

he:"……"

He hesitated for a long time without speaking.

My expression changed from no expression to a look of disgust: "What are you struggling with, do you think it's Senju Hashirama? The answer is of course Uchiha Izuna."

As soon as the name of Uchiha Izumi came out, I felt his complicated eyes fall on me.

Well……

This person probably doesn't even know what the relationship between Uchiha Quanna and Uchiha Madara is.

I lifted my chin slightly, and looked at this man critically from head to toe with Sasuke's disdainful eyes on Naruto: "Uchiha Madara has no wife and no children, and the only family member is Quanna, the younger brother of the same mother and compatriots." .”

"You don't even know about this kind of thing, but you dare to come out under the guise of Uchiha Madara to deceive you... Uchiha failed in history, you."

"what."

After I told him that he was not Uchiha Madara, the man smiled frankly: "Difficult boy."

I squinted at him, and asked again: "Never mind whether I'm difficult or not, who are you?"

"I'm nobody."

This man who is no one readily admitted that he is not Uchiha Madara, but the topic went back again.

Who is this person?

"I'm telling you a serious question, don't talk about philosophy with me." I said disgustedly: "Who are you?"

"I'm nobody."

He repeated his answer jokingly.

It seems that my expression of disgust and impatience coexisting pleased him, and the masked man who was showing murderous intent because of my unreasonable trouble just now chuckled: "Forget it, since I have seen your eyes. Another thing...you don't want to If you listen, let's talk about it next time."

...Do you fucking want to have a next time?

He stared at me meaningfully: "Difficult Uchiha brat. But, it's still fun."

The air starts to flow.

As if the space had been distorted, the masked man in front of me was under my gaze, and even his body was pulling away from this space.

Looking at some familiar tricks in front of me, a scary idea suddenly popped up in my mind.

No no no... isn't it?

I stared at him in disbelief, with the one eye exposed outside the mask as the center point, more than half of his body has been pulled out of the air.

Shocked by my own thoughts, I called out tentatively: "Uchiha... Obito?"

As soon as my words fell, the distorted space quickly returned to its place.The man who was supposed to disappear here was about ten thousand times more gloomy than before. He stood still and stared at me. It seemed that he was no less shocked than me.

There is a mask covering it, so I can't see his expression at the moment.But the exposed Sharingan eye was so red that it was about to bleed.

"Why, you will know."

The masked man suspected to be Obito Uchiha asked with a gloomy breath but an extremely calm voice.

Why do you think I know? !

Green-faced, I took a step back from his terrifying gaze.

Uchiha Obito, what the hell did you do to pretend to be Uchiha Madara because no one here knows what your abilities are? !

People come and go on the streets of the capital of the Land of Fire in the afternoon.

The noisy and noisy conversation has been uploaded here from the street.

However, with the laughter and the facial features here, no one noticed what was going on in this alley where the sun didn't even shine in.

It's not that the gap is a bit big, it's that the Uchiha Obito in my memory is completely different from the man's eyes, which are so terrifying that he almost seems to want to swallow me alive.

I backed away until my back was against a cold stone wall at the end of the alley.

"Pity."

He didn't see any sign of pity, and sighed flatly: "It's a pity that your eyes have been opened to three gouyu at a young age."

Uchiha Obito obviously didn't move forward, nor did he make any moves.He just stood there, but I still held the Kusanagi sword behind my back as if facing a formidable enemy.

"I can't keep you anymore."

The next moment he appeared in front of me, the speed was so fast, it was as if the two points were cut off and connected together.

I subconsciously drew my knife to block, and the blade slashed through the air.The Kusanagi sword passed through his neck and slipped out again. I saw him reach out to me with a sharp black stick in his palm piercing the skin and the glove was directly nailed to the center of my eyebrow.

The black stick of unknown material hit the wall with a "snap", and the sharp weapon pierced through the stone wall behind me just like that.

It was too late to withdraw the knife to block, and in a hurry, I directly lifted the state of the transformation and returned to the 12-year-old appearance again.The black stick that was originally aimed at the center of the eyebrows was nailed to the wall by scratching the top of his hair.

Uchiha Obito didn't care much about breaking the pillar-shaped weapon in his palm. I noticed that his one-eyed eye had evolved from a three-pointed jade to a kaleidoscope.

His skills are too foul!

Not only is it supported by the "Shenwei" that can blur the space, but it also uses skills that I have never seen before!

Damn it, it's already tricky enough for "Shenwei" to attack him continuously for 5 minutes before he can find a flaw, plus the ability I have never seen before, isn't it that I can't take advantage of it at all.

Uchiha Obito still wants to continue attacking, it seems that he won't give up until he kills me.

...I have to find a way to make him stop attacking. When I was 12 years old, I faced Obito Uchiha, who was 26 years old. Even if my ninjutsu skills are not compromised, I have no chance of winning in this situation where Chakra is restricted by my physical age.

Think of a way.

Think hard, say something to make him stop attacking.

Use your brains quickly——!

Uchiha Sasuke, you are smart and cute, it will definitely work!Think about what to say to stop him!

"Uncle Obito! I'm your nephew!"

The sharp front end of the black stick stopped less than one centimeter in front of my eyeballs.

The author has something to say: Uncle Obito is about to make his nephew pissed off 233333

After Uncle Obito returned to the Akatsuki organization, his eyes on Brother Itachi became complicated.

"That Sasuke is my little nephew, Uchiha Itachi is Sasuke's elder brother, Uchiha Itachi is my eldest nephew..."

Brother Tu was very tired and didn't want to talk.

The condition of the right hand is not very good in the past two days, and the car overturned yesterday.Updating today.

Thank you Xiaogongju for throwing the overlord ticket!What!Although the car overturned yesterday, I will make up the update today!