[Hokage] My eldest brother is handsome and splits the sky

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【Thousand-hand column room】

"I can't see now."

When Madara said this, his tone was very calm, and the shadow cast by his forehead covered his face, making it difficult to see his expression.But I can still feel that after he finished speaking, his empty gaze quietly fell on the teacup in front of us, and the muscles on his face seemed to have undergone rigid treatment. It is better to say that it is the indifference after getting used to it.

"I can't see now." Madara seldom tells lies, so he actually can't see anything, but looking at his current demeanor, it makes people feel... His eyes are still functioning normally, and they are still the pair of scarlet writing wheels Eyes, he still feels so dangerous... It made my hair stand on my head for a moment, and I couldn't help trembling.

Sometimes the body reacts faster than the will, the hairs are still standing on end, the body has subconsciously approached him, the palm is consciously covered with green chakra, ready to probe his eyes at any time. The words "Let me check for you first" spontaneously rolled from the throat to the tip of the tongue, and then slid from the tip of the tongue when seeing Madara's shadowed expression.

I can't describe that expression, if I had to say it, I can probably only use the vague language of "not Madara's expression".

"It's useless, Hashirama."

After a moment of dazed effort, Madara has already made a move, accurately blocking my movement.

He said, "I've tried so many times, don't waste Chakra."

When I came back to my senses, I tried to justify: "Maybe this time..."

He looked up at me, there was no light in his pupils, it was indeed a sign of blindness.He interrupted rudely: "There's nothing wrong with it. This is the result. I'm about to accept the result of sharing sharing eyes. What's the use of your messy thoughts..."

"..." I still wanted to argue in my heart, and defended his pair of sharing eyes that were absolutely salvageable as always, but the dexterous tongue that was brilliant in the past, could not say anything this time.

As if I could still see it, Madara held my hand accurately, with a wide and warm palm and smooth movements.He smiled lowly, not seeming to be bothered by any blindness.He calmly said to me: "And, don't I still have you?"

"?" I was startled, all my thoughts were blocked by his sudden words.

"Ever since I lost my eyesight, you have been by my side all the time. For this, I am actually very grateful, Hashirama..."

I was dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer.

In my impression, Madara has always been a person who is used to being brave since I met him by the river when I was a child. "I lost because you stood behind me...", "Bastard Hashirama, I will always win you...", "The next time we meet, we will be enemies..." I can hear the words cocoons.It’s not that there’s nothing wrong with being brave. In fact, in my opinion, the so-called strong are not all those who push themselves to be brave and refuse to admit defeat. Saying "I will never fall next time" - that's how Madara is used to being a strong man.

At this time, Madara went blind again.

He who is used to being brave should obviously give me a slap in the face, and then reprimand loudly: "Hashirama, you are still not good at medicine... Uchiha has given so much information, when will Tobuma's research be able to be completed?" Come up with the results... When my eyes are healed, you two brothers Qianshou, wait for me..." He should be smiling and lively, like "Madara" and continue to hold on with hope ...

But at this time, he was like an old clam who had been protecting himself with a hard bone shell. He didn't know when it started, but he quietly opened a crack, and quietly gave up that obtrusive shell. Facing me, she silently revealed a part of her precious softness...

"...So," Madara smiled again, with some sense of relief and relaxation in his smile, "Actually, blindness is nothing. Our dreams have come true, and Sharingan, which symbolizes power, is not as important as it used to be." He said, " You're alive, I'm alive, and we're together—that's what matters."

I:"……"

In this situation, I should obviously be overwhelmed with emotion, my eyes should be filled with tears, I should be full of complex emotions and say "Well, I will protect you and the village", and I should give the rare and gentle Madara a big hug...

but!

I walked away for a while God-oh my god!The gentle spots are really beautiful!Really fried chicken tender!What you say is so ironic and heart-warming! "Being together...that's the most important thing" or something, it's like poking my heart, okay, if I poke it a few more times, my blood vessels will explode, and the first doctor can't save it!Looking at the warm patch in front of my eyes, I really want to hug him immediately...cough cough...kiss, hug and hold his little hands...

In order to suppress my surging thoughts, I dared not speak for a long time.

After a while, on the side of the freckled face that did not receive an immediate response, the gentle expression returned to the shadows, and the hand was closed, and the warm and wide palm was hugged on the chest.He puffed up his chest and couldn't see his expression clearly, but his voice sounded fierce: "Of course! If you think I'm being sentimental..." After a pause, "Hmph! Then just pretend I haven't said anything. Already!"

I:"……"

How to answer him?

Needless to say?Of course it's kissing, hugging and holding hands!

I jumped on it.

After this moment, I suddenly began to feel despicably—the eyes can’t be cured or something, maybe it’s not as bad as I thought!

Rather, Madara, who is blind, is still so good that I can't help myself.

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