Pleasure is a disease that cannot be cured [Comprehensive]

Originally, there was still some subtle scruples, but after knowing that the memory will stay, Bian Shi's mood is only happy.

Is there anything more joyful than Obito living with this pain——

Ahhh.

He who endured this pain——

Much better than the original.

"Really...Even if that's the case, you shouldn't have said it." Shuten-douji complained, "Danna is all excited."

"Heroic spirits... I haven't come into contact with similar existences." Aizen Soyousuke took Shuten Doji's long sword with a shallow strike, "It is stored in the Hall of Valor, so it will not appear in the world of souls ?"

"Who knows?" She smiled coquettishly, "Oh...your bones—not bad, either."

"I take it as a compliment."

Fighting the Heroic Spirits was more difficult than expected.

But... it's not that bad either.

Aizen Soyousuke sighed.

He's been a genius for as long as he can remember...

Even in the end, it was not someone else who defeated him.Even Bian Shi——is a mirror image, a part of him.

Fighting Heroic Spirits made him feel a little happy.

Reiatsu couldn't crush her, Guidao couldn't seriously injure her, on the contrary, the alcohol smell that could stain even the soul could make him feel slightly drunk.

Heroic Spirit.

Even if it's just like a clone, it's powerful and wonderful——

And she recognized...the man.

"Ghost?" Aizen Soyousuke had the impression that this race only existed in the story, "Why did you help her? I remember... ghosts are the enemy of people."

"Because ghosts are poor." Shuten-douji blinked, "Always hungry, always empty-of course, he will eat people."

and--

She changed the subject.

"But that's not the same... she's already fed my concubine, it's incredible."

"..."

fed up.

Aizen Soyousuke grasped something from his thoughts, and suddenly understood why Shuten-douji stayed by Benshi's side.

Not because of her pleasure, or her character, or the sights she can bring, but herself—

"oops."

Shutendouji smiled.

"It looks like you understand too."

"...but... this is too unbelievable." Aizen Soyousuke chuckled, "but in this way, I also understand the reason why she came to carry out this matter."

Shinigami stands in the sky on Reiko, Shuten-douji can do it too, so the battlefield here will not affect the ground.

There are more and more corpses pouring out from below... No one knows where they came from, and after being infected with the subject, they even want to climb up the sacred tree to grab the white wrapping around the living people. pupa.

"—Is that so?" Uchiha Madara looked at Susano, who was right next to him, and said, "This is... your power."

"It can be said that." Bian Shi laughed, "Why, isn't this...very wonderful."

"..."

After all, this plan called the Eye of the Moon is to put the whole world into a deep sleep——

Uchiha Madara's purpose is eternal peace.

Actually...if Kaguya Hime is resurrected, and Uzumaki Naruto and the others can't stop it, letting this situation alone can achieve their goal.

but--

"Ashi."

"......Lend me."

"Yeah...you wanted to do this from the beginning."

The Taoist jade around Uchiha Madara rushed out quickly, and was about to attack Bian Shi.

"boom--!!"

Smoke rose.

It wasn't Bian Shi's Susanoo who was hit by Qiu Dao Yu, but a small figure.

A man with a ponytail.

His arm was scorched black, but there was no pain on his face.The blue-gray eyes looked at Uchiha Madara, as cold as a wolf.

He grinned, a little white smoke came out of his mouth, and the thunder light attached to his torso, burning up the dust around him.

"Steel teeth."

The edge is suitable for opening.

"If you are injured, there is a lot of "food" that can be replenished here. "

"Yes."

He responded in a low voice.

The next moment, the figure of the man disappeared in place, leaving only the afterimage of the blue and white thunder. He swept across the battlefield, pierced through the heads of several corpses at the same time, and grabbed the translucent crystal nucleus with blood remaining in his hands.He didn't take his eyes off Uchiha Madara's body, and only threw a few into his mouth——

There was a crunching sound.

He chewed and swallowed expressionlessly, white smoke came out from the injury on his arm, and then recovered.

"..."

There was finally a little interest in Uchiha Madara's lavender eyes.

"I see," he said, "you and them...are the same kind."

"..."

Steel Fang didn't speak.

With strength in his thighs, he jumped into the air, about to attack him.

"...Ashi."

Obito braced himself up.

"It's better not to move around? Obito." She said softly, "Look, it's still hurting, isn't it?"

"... This pain is nothing at all... Goo..." He clenched his clothes tightly in front of his heart, "Look, I'm not, I can still stand still up?"

"..."

Bian Shi looked at him, but didn't expose his lie.

Of course she knew it was painful.

After all... It is not Uchiha Madara who masters the spell, but her.

She put the spell in a state of being activated all the time, just to make Obito unable to move.

"Don't you like it? Obito." She said softly, "Look, we're about to succeed."

"..."

"It's about to end."

This is sophistry.

Obito gasped for air with difficulty, grabbing Bian Shi's arm with both hands.

She looked at him innocently, and there seemed to be nothing in her dark eyes—there was no malice flickering in the candlelight when she was young, nor did she show the joy she heard wailing.

She just looked at him, only him in her eyes, as if...

It was as if, indeed, she did it because he wanted to.

This seems to be the case.

This is indeed the case.

Obito felt a little obscure for a while.

If he hadn't asked for help, if he'd been stronger and able to do it himself, she wouldn't—

"...Ahh."

She gently broke away from his hand, and raised her hand to caress his cheek.

"That's the way you are...you've always been like this, Obito."

She raised her chin and inserted her fingers into his hair, bringing him closer to her.

"You're always like this—why do you always think it's your fault?"

She seemed to be complaining, but her voice sounded like she was laughing.

She stood on tiptoe, so that the warm breath could reach his ear——

"I've always wanted you to see it."

As she said this, a little intoxication and madness that he had never seen finally appeared in her eyes.

"This is me—Obito, this is me."

She repeated, turning a little closer—smiling and biting his ear.

"So...do you still love me?"

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