I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

"I'm sorry, it was my fault for approaching you without revealing my true identity at the beginning, but my intention was not to lie to you, but to see how you are from a distance. Seeing that you are doing well, I I should be relieved, but because you are so kind, I accidentally fell in love with you uncontrollably..."

——If you say that, not only will it not have a palliative effect, but it will also make Cyril, who is already angry, even more angry... right?

Facts have proved that Merlin's sense of crisis is still very reliable.

His superior wisdom probably came back in time, and he didn't let him walk another ten meters on the wrong road.

However, even if he didn't get out of this section, before that, there were already hundreds of meters of mistakes, and no matter how eloquent he was, he couldn't turn the situation to a favorable direction.

Because... Well, from a human point of view, what magicians do is really too much.

——The point is, it’s not just one thing.

Regardless of the consequences and emotional factors, Merlin is worthy of being a well-known flower magician with extraordinary abilities.

He successfully angered someone who had never been angry before, and made this person determined not to entangle with him again. The degree of difficulty is so high, it is really...

"Please don't talk."

Cyril said in advance with a blunt tone.

Although he did think about having a showdown before, he didn't have such a hasty plan. He didn't expect it to turn out like this.

It was because of the magician, but Cyril understood that, more importantly, he himself could not calm down.

Or because I have been upset during this period of time, and I have to endure it with the idea of ​​"I want to see how he can do it"-oh, and the accumulated boredom is instantly ignited by the magician's "surprise" confession, which makes He finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke out.

'... You can't vent your anger, and you can't delay the business. '

Cyril said to himself.

He is not used to the feeling of being affected by angry emotions, and he doesn't like the inexplicable feeling of emptiness in his heart after a showdown.

Before he could look back, in the remaining perspective, the magician's smile disappeared, and the look on his face was stunned, and in those purple eyes, there was a momentary bewilderment of bewilderment.

My heart suddenly ached.

Cyril told the magician not to speak, and then felt the sudden pain again, so he turned his face away, not looking at the dazed face left by the nightmare.

A little childish air was revealed, as if turning his head away at this time, he was fine.

"I seem to have heard something strange—poof!"

Rumble!

This is the loud noise made by Hokage-sama who bravely faced the enemy after being assisted to be released, being blasted through several layers of walls.

Uchiha Madara is worthy of being one of the strongest ninjas who can smash powerful creatures such as tailed beasts. His eyes seem to be more powerful than pure Sharingan, and he is a few points behind him in the blood succession boundary Obito Uchiha of the street couldn't stop him for a while.

He couldn't help being distracted, but what happened was that he was kicked away by the real ancestor miserably, leaving only the afterimage of his body and flying past Cyril, which could not be stopped.

In the eyes of Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Obito is just a blocker, and his real target is the blond youth who looks weak and weak.As for the gaudy white-haired man next to the blond youth, it was even more invisible.

Therefore, the annoying obstacle disappeared, and the man with long black hair raised by the air wave rushed forward without hesitation.

And the so-called misfortunes never come singly, what we are talking about is this moment.

They are the only ones who are still in the stadium.Debris fell overhead, at first an inconspicuous speck.

Afterwards, originally only one crack spread densely like a spider web, and the roof of the indoor examination venue built by Konoha with a huge sum of money was broken, and the collapse occurred only in an instant.

"Wow-boom!!!"

When the spider web spread to the limit, and the fragments that could no longer hold were falling down one after another, the man who was as fierce as a gust of wind had already come very close.

Cyril could see the dirt cracks on the man's face like scars, and the chill in the man's unusual eyes was also clearly visible.

He just watched the other party rushing towards him murderously, but he didn't feel the slightest fear, and he didn't seem to have any intention of avoiding it.

Should it be said that he had extraordinary courage, or was he frightened and stupid?

Uchiha Madara may also be a little surprised.

But the surprise was insignificant. He didn't stop. He didn't use ninjutsu with a larger area and more lethality. A simple and rude way to solve the object of the grudge.

however.

"?!"

Uchiha Madara's figure faltered for a moment, and he froze for a while.

His vision became blurred for no reason, and the scene in his eyes suddenly changed, as if he appeared in another strange place in an instant, and the blond youth he was targeting had disappeared before his eyes.

——It's illusion.

In addition to copying, Sharingan's ability also has an indispensable illusion.At this level, how could Uchiha Madara not be able to tell the difference.

Someone used illusion to confuse his vision, the level is extremely high, but he who has the eyes of reincarnation was only affected for a moment, and he was immediately defeated.

Uchiha Madara, who broke the illusion, raised the corners of his mouth, and just wanted to say a word of praise, the picture in front of him returned to normal.

He looked ahead.

"...Quenna!"

The corners of the mouth that were only slightly curved were smoothed immediately, and the brows on the expressionless face were frowned, Uchiha Madara suddenly became angry again.

Only a few steps away, there was another person, and this person happened to be his younger brother.

The ceiling of the venue collapsed completely, scattered smoke and dust everywhere, cement fragments of different sizes covered the ground, and there were huge steel bars protruding all over the place.

Uchiha Quanna didn't want to confront his brother, so he stepped aside before.But at this time, he came over again, and the elder brother saw at a glance that Quan Nai was holding the arm of the bastard he wanted to chop off with a knife, and was still flirting with that guy openly.

"While these two actions do exist, the inner meaning is not included."

Cyril, who was being pulled, found that Uchiha Madara stopped, and his eyes were a little bit wrong, so he kindly reminded the man whose anger value suddenly rose, in case he misunderstood.

However, the effect does not seem to be very good.

Uchiha Izumi couldn't listen anymore: "You don't have to say a few words! It's okay to be angry with me, but you won't even let my brother off!"

Cyril: "I didn't..."

"Don't talk, don't make trouble, let me tell." Uchiha Quanna took the right to speak with a strong attitude, and at the same time, let go of the hand that subconsciously wanted to take Cyril away from his brother's sword.

He was doing too much.

The magician, who was abnormally quiet at the moment, made a move one step ahead of him.That's right, how could that guy not make a move.

"Quina, are you going to stop me?"

Uchiha Madara looked at his younger brother who stepped forward, and the joy of seeing him alive and blood was immediately diluted by dissatisfaction.

"...If it were someone else, I would never intervene at this time."

The black-haired young man sighed, and sorted out all the miscellaneous thoughts in his heart. At this time, his thoughts were extremely firm: "Brother, I didn't know your thoughts before, and if I fell into hatred, I would end up like that... Not surprised."

"Now I am willing to support all your wishes, even if this wish is wrong in the eyes of others."

He spoke slowly, the firmness in the words made Uchiha Madara unable to move, and the man's expression gradually eased.

However, there is a twist.

"It's just that I don't want you to be deceived."

Uchiha Quanna suddenly clenched his fists, showing anger.

"Things that can't see the light, dare to use you so boldly... Uchiha Madara, my brother, how can this kind of thing be used as a stepping stone to step on your feet!"

Fluctuating emotions will affect the backlash of the curse - in the past at this time, Cyril would stop it in time.

But this time, he who was subconsciously protected by Mr. Customer smiled slightly, and his smile seemed to be full of relief.

There is no need to stop it anymore, because the "curse" is already powerless to counterattack.

"..."

Speaking of that incident, it was not the younger brother of the person concerned, who looked even more angry than the person who had a bad temper.

Uchiha Madara was silent for a while, before saying: "You have already said this to me that day."

"Yes. You did not accept."

"that time."

The man said slowly: "I was shocked by the fact that you are still alive, and I couldn't calm down for a long time. What you said shocked me even more. I don't want to believe it, because so many years have been spent on this long-cherished wish. In the end, let me give up, no matter how I think about it, I am not reconciled. It is also because I actually did not intend to believe it, I only believe that I cannot be deceived, let alone fail."

Yes, many years ago—for Uchiha Madara, many years ago—the two brothers met once.

The exact time is the day when Bai Jue was caught.

Quanna avoided Cyril and the others, and came to the ground alone.

He always thought that the elder brother in this world really died a long time ago under the hands of Senju Zhujian, but he never expected to see him again this time.

Although what I saw was an old man with gray hair who was so old that he could hardly move.

Quan Nai shed tears the moment they met.

He threw Bai Jue at his elder brother's feet, and asked him to repeat what he had said so eloquently before.The effect of the potion has not faded, so Bai Jue still can't lie, he can only tell their real plot.

Quan Nai didn't realize at first why he was so eager to let his elder brother know the truth, and what his elder brother's reaction would be when he learned all this.

Perhaps, he really just wanted to let the truth out, but his brother's response was not as expected.

——Even if Bai Jue didn't lie, what he said is true, so what does it matter?It uses me, and I am not using it.

——Quenna, why are all your statements based on the assumption that I, Uchiha Madara, will definitely fail?

It wasn't until this moment that Quan Nai realized that he couldn't persuade his elder brother.

Although the essence is the same, this elder brother is not the elder brother he knows.This Uchiha Madara has experienced more, his old body restricts his actions, but it cannot restrict his ambition.

And he couldn't answer his brother's displeased question.

Because, the answer is "dream".

The time was about shortly after being taken away by Cyril. Inexplicably, starting from a certain night, every night, Quan Nai would dream without interruption.

Even the content of the dream is continuous.

The initial scene is very familiar, it is the battlefield between Uchiha and Senshou, Uchiha Quanna only felt that he was still fighting with Senshou on the battlefield last moment, suddenly he was in a trance, and in the next second, he left his body , From the perspective of a bystander, I saw "I" lying on the bed, breathless.

The pale elder brother personally covered him with a layer of white cloth, but before that, the dead young man's eyes were still covered with cloth strips, and the eye sockets were shriveled.The eyes that belonged to him were replaced by his brother's eye sockets.

Since then, Quanna has always been a transparent bystander who cannot be seen by people in the dream. In this way, he witnessed the historical process that continues after the death of "himself", and saw the future of more people.

The decline of the Uchiha clan, the truce and alliance between the two clans, and the establishment of Konoha Village... It really is such a development.

Subsequent and known circumstances have not changed much.The elder brother ran away in disappointment, was deceived by the modified stone tablet, and had a decisive battle with Senjujuma. He cheated his death, and Senjujuma died not long after.

Senju Feima is still the same Senju Feima who hates Uchiha, but, as Hokage, he still separates prejudice from business, and does not specifically target Uchiha.

With such a troublesome Hokage, even if the Uchiha clan has any plans, they can only hold back and dare not mess around.

However——Thousands of Hands and Doors died.

The difference between the "dream" and the "reality" that Uchiha Quanna has actually witnessed begins here.And with this as the source, a completely different branch was derived.

He saw that the Uchiha clan has always been incompatible with Konoha, and finally ended up being wiped out.

He saw the true face of his brother that he never knew, rescued Obito Uchiha who was dying, and designed to let Obito witness the girl he liked being killed by a trusted friend. He desperately accepted the Moon Eye Project and could never look back.

He saw that countless people were being used by Obito, countless people were scattered and killed, the ninja world was on fire again, and the hatred climbed to the peak that was difficult to resolve.

He saw that the resurrected brother was betrayed by Jue just when he thought the plan was successful, and he fell into such an embarrassing end.

Even in the end, Kaguya was defeated, and peace was restored in the ninja world.

but.

Scars that were once fragmented cannot heal instantly.

The grief and pain of losing someone important can only fade over a long period of time.

- Uchiha Madara.

The war-free world that this man wanted not only did not come, but instead made people repeat what happened in the past.

Quan Nai read the whole story in a dream, and what touched her most was not her brother's defeat, but that she didn't wake up until then:

……turn out to be.

Really changed so much.

Occasionally he would get lost in his dreams, unable to tell whether the "future" he dreamed of was false or real, but when he woke up immediately, he could smell the smell of medicine that always lingered in the room, and he was able to wake up in time.

The future is indeed the future, but not his future today.

The person who made him see all this—I thought it was Cyril at first, but later found out that it was actually the method of the white-haired magician—maybe the original intention was to let him discover this.

after all.

"It's different."

……

"On that day, I had a premonition that the two of us brothers would have a chance to meet again."

Uchiha Quanna said to his elder brother.

As expected of a brother, he really guessed right.

only.

Uchiha Madara stared at his younger brother who was different from his memory, and his eyes gradually softened, but in the blink of an eye, what he looked at was not Uchiha Quanna, but——

"So, it was your hands and feet?"

"please forgive."

Cyril smiled apologetically at the right time.

Uchiha Madara said: "At the beginning, I felt a little strange, why didn't I have any feeling of being controlled by the caster. Only now did I realize that you replaced him with me. Tsk, Hashirama is useless enough. "

Uchiha's ancestors were really extraordinary, they were able to figure out what was wrong while beating people cracklingly.

This is the fact.

There were originally two dead who were "resurrected" by Orochimaru with the forbidden technique.One is the first Hokage Senju Hashirama, who is serious about the Eight Classics, and the other is Uchiha Madara who is standing here at this time.

The person Orochimaru plans to resurrect first is actually the first generation of Hokage. The reason why Uchiha Madara was dragged behind was because he had a vague premonition that Uchiha Madara might not be easy to control, so he adjusted the order.

If the first generation of Hokage comes out first, there must be no problem.

However, Orochimaru still didn't expect that a "passer-by" who was not in the plan had already made up his mind, and while he was unaware, he did some tricks on the forbidden technique.

The soul of Senjujuma was summoned, and the murderous Uchiha Madara came as a result.

Because the object of the reincarnation of the dirt is originally the first generation of Hokage, the caster can only manipulate himself, but Uchiha Madara suddenly burst out, and the manipulation immediately loses its effectiveness, and it doesn't work at all.

Therefore, Orochimaru is a tragedy, and Uchiha Madara who returned to the world can destroy Konoha's public property so freely.

"Mr. Senshou Hashimama has nothing to do... Actually, thanks to him being able to accept the reason I gave and willingly let you take his place and come to see my brother, otherwise it would not have been so easy to succeed."

Cyril spoke calmly, and suddenly met Uchiha Izuna with a strange expression.

Sensing the customer's confusion, he explained gently: "Thank you, Mr. Uchiha Izumi. However, you don't need to worry just now, Mr. Uchiha Madara...he just scares me and won't do anything to me."

Uchiha Izumi: "!"

This kind of smile again, this person is too annoying... No, he is too confident!

Uchiha Madara: "Hehe."

Uchiha's junior children, who were sent hundreds of meters away by him without mercy, have not flown back yet.

The man who was obviously looking for trouble sneered twice and took a step forward.

Quan Nai, who noticed this step, was suddenly nervous, wondering if his brother really wanted to kill the idiot Cyril to vent his anger, and was about to persuade him again.

"boom!"

After such a long time, a boulder that finally fell down suddenly hit the middle of the two opposing parties. Madara Uchiha stepped forward, swaggeringly used the boulder as a seat, and directly raised his leg to step on it.

This sitting posture is full of arrogance, and the gaze that falls obliquely seems to be looking down on all living beings except Quanna.

"You two seem to have a good relationship."

He asked like a stern parent scrutinizing his younger brother's social relationships.

Cyril said solemnly: "Yes, we are a friendly relationship between customers and sellers. Mr. Uchiha Izumi communicates very well, and we have a very pleasant cooperation."

"Except for this, though."

As if he didn't know that Quan Nai showed an obviously unhappy expression when he heard the previous sentence, he continued to smile: "I also regard Mr. Uchiha Quanna as a friend who established friendship early, but I don't know, Mr. Uchiha Quanna What do you think..."

"So you still want to call me 'Mr. Uchiha Izumi'?"

"Sorry—is this okay, Senna-san?"

Coincidentally, the Uchiha brothers snorted at the same time.

"You are friends. Quanna, you were the one who saved her."

"That's it."

"—Then, that's the reason."

The domineering man crossed his arms around his chest, and the corners of his mouth finally showed a slight curvature: "Let me not kill you, just come to see who you really are, and a little bit of reason to vent your anger is enough."

Cyril's smile could not help but widen.

Even in today's world, almost everyone thinks Uchiha Madara is a vicious, cruel and cruel person, but Quanna knows, and he also knows, that this man must not be summed up in such boring words.

The obsession dissipated, and the man with a body made of clay was still unabashedly heroic and heroic.

Such a person will not stick to one style. If it is not an enemy, it must be extra comfortable to get along as a friend.

Cyril saved Uchiha Izumi.

For this alone, he was willing to let him go.

Because, Quanna who was able to appear alive in front of her eyes...

For him, it is extremely important.

"Brother..."

The younger brother finally couldn't restrain himself, his nose was sour, and tears rolled down from his red eyes.

Uchiha Madara beckoned him to pass, and as soon as Quanna approached, he was pulled to him by his elder brother, pressed his head and stared at him for a while: "I wanted to ask before, what happened to your eyes. At that time, it seemed Still totally invisible, okay now?"

"It feels—it should be all right?"

When asked by his elder brother, Uchiha Quanna remembered the eyes that he had neglected for a long time.Although he didn't feel uncomfortable, he was not sure, so he turned his attention to Cyril.

Seeing Cyril nodding, Quan Nai felt relieved, but somehow felt a sense of loss, which was amazing.

Just at this time, another Uchiha who was blown away impatiently by the Uchiha ancestor also rushed back anxiously.

It can't be blamed for Obito's long-windedness, it's all because the ancestor was upset when he saw him, and felt angry with him, and tripped him while kicking him, so he dragged on there for a long time to solve it.

"Brother Cyril! Are you okay!"

The Fifth Hokage is aggressive, and the deterrent power he ignited is not much less than that of Uchiha Madara just now, and he is completely serious.

He thought that he would come back after eating for so long, and he would see such a horrible scene that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

For example, Uncle Quannai killed his relatives righteously, brother Cyril was shaken by the neck of the vicious ancestor... However, there is still Grandpa Gao Wen, so it shouldn't be the case? !

"..."

"The result is really unbearable to look at!"

Uchiha Obito almost raised his hand to wipe his only remaining eye, thinking that his poor Ergodama Sharingan was used too much and his vision dropped sharply, even hallucinations came out.

However, what you see is real, not an illusion.

He actually saw that Uchiha Madara, who had beaten him to the ground and rolled on the ground after he was released by Brother Cyril, was sitting carelessly on the stone at this time, and Uncle Quanna was sitting beside him, with a face that Obito had never seen before. A happy smile.

Obito: "Uh..."

Then, look again nervously.

Brother Cyril is fine, and he probably hasn't got any dust on his body. He is talking happily with the dangerous Uchiha Madara, and the atmosphere looks great.

Obito: "Hey!!!"

He was stunned.

The blue eye circles that were beaten out by the ancestors are painful, and it seems that it hurts even more.

He couldn't describe the delicate mood at this moment, he stared at the white-haired grandfather who was standing motionless next to brother Cyril, but gave the impression of being very sad and miserable, and suddenly felt the same... No, no, it was even more miserable than Gao Wen Grandpa was even better.

So, during the time when I was being bombarded, what did they say...

Uchiha Obito was at a loss, didn't think much about it, and hurried over.

And as soon as he passed by, he heard Uchiha Madara who calmed down say: "After so many things, I still don't agree with Hashirama's later approach. If you want peace, it is not feasible to be gentle and retreat."

When Uncle Quanna saw him, he answered naturally: "I think it's mainly because there are too few fools like Obito."

Obito: "..."

Obito: "?????"

Fifth Hokage was stunned, completely unaware of how he, who was wise and mighty, had become a fool, and he also didn't know whether their posture was to continue beating or not to meditate and chatter.

Fortunately, the reliable Cyril spoke and rescued him.

"The desire to make the world a peaceful and beautiful place is vague, but I believe it is not impossible to achieve."

"Oh? Unexpectedly, you are also a naive guy."

"Maybe it's because I like stories full of hope..." At this point, he paused abruptly, as if thinking of something, and continued talking as if nothing had happened after the pause, ignoring the magician's sudden look up. The line of sight.

"It can't be achieved with just a few people, but." Cyril looked at Uchiha Izuna with a gentle smile in his eyes: "At least, after you go back, you can avoid more tragedies and make this wish come true. It's a little bit earlier, isn't it?"

"……yes."

Uchiha Izuna whispered.

Leaving his elder brother for a while, he walked up to the blond young man, and he met the mysterious shop owner who had brought many changes to him.

Among the emotions churning in my heart, there is a general sigh of regret, and of course there is also... gratitude.

"Although it's a bit late, let's get down to business."

Cyril asked him suddenly: "Mr. Uchiha Izuna, about your obsession with wanting to kill Senju Tokaima. Excuse me, do you still want to kill him now?"

So solemn that even though Quanna felt strange, she answered him seriously:

"I still hate him, and I don't plan to reconcile with him. It's okay to punish him, but kill him on the battlefield..."

"It's too troublesome, don't kill it."

After such a long preparation, it can no longer be called obsessive obsession - he gave up.

That is to say, resolve the obsession, in the most peaceful way.

"That's great, congratulations!"

Cyril congratulated him sincerely.

Uchiha Izumi didn't know.

Among the people present, only two people could see this scene.

When the relaxed words that meant giving up came to an end, light spots invisible to ordinary humans emanated from the black-haired youth's body.

These dots of light represent curses. They should have been as dark as muddy black, but what I saw at this moment was a purified white.

The deepest and darkest hostility in the curse has been washed away, and the rest is full of peace and tranquility.

The light spot left Uchiha Quanna, and finally returned to the person who was really haunted by the curse, and merged into his body.

"……Well……"

Cyril closed his eyes and slowly covered his chest.

His face became extremely pale at this moment, and his blond hair was wet with sweat and pressed against his forehead and ears.

It seems that there is a tendency to stand unsteadily. Obito has sharp eyes and was just about to reach out to help, but someone was faster than him, and he had already helped Cyril up, who was looking weak.

"finally, I understand."

The man's voice was low, revealing the complexity of his heart, like sadness.

"Why can't you see through, why can't you find out. Why do you have to use this method..."

"It's my own choice."

Cyril panted lightly, but his tone did not hide his determination.

He opened his eyes again, his pale complexion did not improve, but those green eyes were extremely bright.

He didn't even look at the white-haired man who was holding him up. He was stared at by surprised and worried eyes. Cyril swallowed the blood that poured into his throat calmly, and showed his signature soft smile to the customer:

"Then, my after-sales service can end here. If possible, after I send you back, I hope you can persuade the original entrusted customer to delete the bad review of our store..."

"Go back? Brother Cyril, what have you been talking about for a long time, where are you going back?"

Obito finally couldn't help interrupting, and Quanna was reminded by this, and then suddenly came back to his senses, turned around, and looked at his elder brother with a smile that was not a smile.

"Let's go back."

Said the man who seemed to have guessed the truth long ago.

The Uchiha Quanna who is still alive is actually not the Uchiha Quanna in this world that has developed to the "end of the story".

The man's younger brother died in the past, and the two who met here were actually two parallel lines that should not have intersected.

He has come to an end, but this Quanna has not.

If you have to be entangled, the difference between being the same person and not the same person can be entangled for a long time. Fortunately, the two brothers have tacitly ignored the details.

The only thing that cannot be ignored is the fact that Quan Nai will "go back".

Fortunately.

After the farewell, neither of them is a cowardly person, and there is nothing more to say.

After hearing the general situation, Obito felt as if he was living in a dream—in fact, it was really like living in a dream to get such an ending.

"Go, let's go, there is no permanent banquet, I still understand this truth. I am already very satisfied to see you all after many years."

Very grown-up, the mature and reliable Fifth Hokage waved goodbye to the old people: "If there is a chance, maybe we can see each other again! For example, when I hold my wedding with Lin... cough cough."

"On the day you get married, I will definitely come."

Cyril laughed.

Obito: "What? Can you really come? Oh, then by the way, take Uncle Quanna, Grandpa Gao Wen along with you—whatever the situation, Uncle Quanna stares at me, grandpa, you too?!"

Okay, okay, I really don't need to say much.

Uchiha Madara took the lead in lifting the forbidden technique by himself, and returned to his soul in a chic way.Then those three people disappeared, and in the end, only Uchiha Obito remained in place.

"..."

With his arms folded, Obito looked at the ruins with a serious expression, thinking about how much it would cost to repair, and... After the troubles of the ancestors, the old Uchiha who were so noisy will be as quiet as before. chicken.

He is happy.

"Hey, how could it be a dream?"

"It's a good feeling to live in the present and look forward to the future."

……

Another world line.

The Uchiha patriarch, who was furious because his younger brother was kidnapped by an unknown person, just rushed out of the door in a hurry, and as soon as he turned a corner, he bumped into——

"Quan... Quan Nai?!"

Uchiha Madara didn't react immediately.

We can't blame him for being emotionally unstable, but because the turning point was too sudden.

It took only a few minutes at most from the time when the abominable shopkeeper took his younger brother away in front of him, until he went out and bumped into Quan Nai now.

The most inconceivable thing was that Quan Nai was lying dying just a moment ago, but when she saw her now, her complexion was rosy, full of energy, and she was not at all sick.

"Brother!!!"

Quan Nai also hugged him with great strength.

"What's going on, Quanna, you—"

"Brother, wait a minute, I have something important to tell you. I'll give you this first. This is the potion sent by Cyril. It can cure the sequelae of excessive use of Kaleidoscope Sharingan. You remember to give him a bad review. It’s gone. Then, I’ll tell you everything I know, by the way, is there still a connection between you and Senshouzhu?”

Uchiha Madara: "!!!"

"It's good to have contact, I don't want to be too lazy, it's better to solve it earlier than to delay it. Call Senshou Zhujian, this matter still needs to be discussed together, oh, and the guy from Senshou Feijian, wait for me Beat him up and call again. Well, brother, you can call someone now."

Uchiha Madara: "...???"

The patriarch felt baffled.

However, looking at the lively younger brother in front of him who had never been so radiant, although he didn't know what happened, he couldn't help but curled up his mouth and his eyes were gentle.

Thinking in my heart, forget it, let Quanna be happy for a while, calm down and say slowly...

——Wait, Quanna just now, who were you talking about? ? ?

*****

The first negative review was finally eliminated smoothly.

As the owner of the online store who has worked so hard to operate it, Cyril feels very relieved.

...Although he put in too much energy and put out countless potions, the rewards he got couldn't offset the expenditure at all, and it took such a long time, it was a big loss.

Still, he was happy.

If he doesn't think about the dozen or so bad reviews that are queuing up to fix it...he can be happier...

"Anyway, finally—come back."

The dusty Cyril returned to the hut he hadn't seen for a long time. The furnishings in the house were still the same as when he left, except that there was a good layer of dust and a big cleaning was needed.

Normally, he would work diligently now to make everything in his eyes clean enough to reflect light.

However, Cyril pondered: "Well..."

"Suddenly...so tired."

Before he took a few steps, he sat on the ground covered with thick blankets and took off his shoes with difficulty.

The coat was halfway off, and the sleeves were still hanging on the wrists, and before they could be pulled, Cyril stopped.

"Take a break... let's go. Just this once, I think..."

I didn't even have time to turn on the lights, the room was very dark.

The darkness extending from the corner also spread on his slightly bent body, only the trembling lips of the young man could be seen.

Slowly, slowly.

He lay down on his side, regardless of whether it was still the door.

The palm was pressed on the chest, but the five fingers were curled up stiffly, and the nails were tightly attached to the position of the heart, as if it was in extreme pain and was about to fall into a flesh and blood body.

"..."

"..."

"Go to sleep...at least, I'll let you sleep. In your dream, you won't feel so uncomfortable."

A male voice said sadly.

Cyril didn't move, he was still curled up, and his blond hair, which was painted black by shadows, covered his eyes messily.

"No."

he said in a barely audible voice.

"Please, don't use such eyes anymore, stand aside and watch me."

"Please... leave."