[Comprehensive] How to kill a rabid dog gently

"Sure enough... I still want to go."

Because of the low fever, Cheng's cheeks were flushed, her eyes exposed from under the quilt were wet, and she looked very pitiful.

"No."

Madara flatly rejected her.

"If you really want to go that much, don't fall ill at this time."

He took off the towel for cooling down, put his hand on Cheng's forehead, Cheng blinked, showing a disappointed expression, but obediently did not continue to argue.

No matter who sees such a situation, they will soften their hearts.

"It's just a ceremony."

Madara unconsciously adopted a more peaceful tone.

"As soon as it's over, I'll be back."

"Okay." She responded in a low voice, "Then it's an agreement."

"Cheng, are you okay?"

Hearing the voice, she turned her face to look at Quanna who was walking towards her.In order to maintain the smooth progress of the ceremony after a few hours, Quan Nai was wearing a battle attire that was convenient for dealing with various emergencies. He walked up to Cheng and sat down.

"Cheng is still the same as when he was a child." He brows with a little worry, "Just because he catches a cold, he will have a fever... It's really worrying."

Being frail and sick since childhood has become something that Cheng should be grateful for at this moment.

If this were not the case, the persistent low-grade fever that accompanied the gradual breakdown of bodily functions might have been more suspicious.

Cheng really wanted to smile like before and say "no big deal" to Quanna, but such an ordinary thing suddenly became difficult for her to do.

Probably she is clearly aware that every action and every word of hers has become a prop to deceive the people who cherish her.

This is not just being cruel to the other party.

"Don't worry about me, go, Madara and Quanna are both."

Cheng closed his eyes.

"Cheng."

Suddenly her name was called, Cheng opened his eyes, and Madara's face came into view.

He stared intently at Cheng, his dark eyes were like a deep midnight without a bonfire.

"Don't go anywhere else until I'm back."

This sentence does not fit the current situation.

No, maybe it's more appropriate.

"I……"

At this moment, Cheng thought of many things.

She thought of the white bird and sea waves, and the slowly sinking whale.

I thought of the air waves and flames coming from afar, and the final farewell that I couldn't deliver in person.

Now, is she repeating the same mistakes again and again?

She walked all the way alone, and the road was always full of countless regrets. It was not that Cheng was not sad about it, but she never regretted every fork in the road that she chose according to her own will.

just.

"Hey... Madara, that's hard to say."

she said softly.

Sure enough, it would be nice if there were fewer unfinished things.

——At least, let the lies stop here.

"So please come back to me as quickly as possible."

In any case, there is at least one good thing about the current situation.

Cheng, who couldn't participate in the ceremony and had to be alone with himself, didn't need to be patient and cover up.

Cheng lifted the quilt and sat up. Just such a simple movement caused her unbearable pain. She took out the medicine box hidden in her sleeve and took six or seven doses of painkillers in a row.

With such an amount of usage, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is blindly deceiving the pain nerves, and the side effects on the body are also huge...but now Cheng can't care about those.

The Cheng of this world should have died the day he was beheaded by Feima.Sage of the Six Paths prevents that moment from coming, and grants her the kaleidoscope of Sharingan, and the art of Izanagi, which can change the established fact of death.

But after all, all of this only relies on the power of the Sage of the Six Paths. Now that it is about to dry up, the beautiful appearance that was once covered in reality is gradually melting away.

For human beings, life and death are two poles that never meet.

But now Cheng was standing in the middle of the pages of the book called life and death - she couldn't be considered still alive, at least she looked intact before that page was opened.

Although for me, from the first step towards the end, she is enduring the process of suffering.

The medicine took effect quickly, and the pain was temporarily suppressed, and Cheng relaxed a little.

Then, just a few minutes later, Tobuma's sudden visit was beyond her expectation.

"The door? Why..."

"One more hour," he explained briefly, "I left a Flying Thor mark on the scene."

"Is it because you told me that you will come to visit me again?" Cheng smiled, "It doesn't matter if you wait until after the end... Feijian, you—"

"what?"

"It's very gentle, which will make girls fascinated by you."

"..."

He looks away.

"Don't make fun of me."

"Although I didn't mean to make fun of it, I'm sorry, but I should probably cherish my time more." She said, "Can you tell me, Tobira, what's going on over there?"

"Daimyo and other ninjas have arrived one after another. The guard team has not found any abnormalities. So far everything has gone smoothly."

"What about the two protagonists of the ceremony? What are they doing?"

"I don't know about Madara's situation." Tomona said, frowning, "Brother seems to be depressed again on his own initiative, it is said that it is because Madara refused to meet him in private before the winner..."

"It's really Madara's style...it's also very Hashirama's style."

Cheng couldn't help laughing.

"So……"

She wanted to continue asking, but suddenly felt something strange.

Cheng suddenly stopped speaking, but this time, the reality did not give her any room to continue to cover up.She raised her face and looked towards the door, he was not looking into her eyes, but Cheng saw that the surprise in his eyes turned into astonishment in an instant.

What is he looking at?

tick.

Cheng heard the sound of water dripping.

At first there was only one sound, very soft, if it wasn't for the sudden silence in the room, Cheng would not have noticed it.

Tick, tick, tick, tick...

The sound of water drops continued, getting heavier and denser.

Then, Cheng's eyes moved slowly, and she finally noticed...

original.

This is the sound of blood.

At some point, blood had soaked through her cuffs, but Cheng, who was paralyzed, didn't notice it.

The blood was still dripping from between her fingers, she stared at the splattered blood beads, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether she felt the panic in her heart or the regret that the boots finally fell to the ground.

Fei Jian stood up, his pupils trembling slightly.

"Cheng—!"

"It's not an attack, Feijian."

She looked at him and said so.

The words seen from her eyes in the leaf are...

Don't ask anything, please.

Cheng felt that the part of the chakra in her body that maintained her life began to escape because it was too thin, and she carefully gathered them together so that the flames ignited by them would not be extinguished immediately.

The blood loss cannot be allowed to continue.

"Please help me get the medical kit from the cabinet, Feijian." She said, "After that, I..."

When she finished the first half of the sentence, Tobima followed her words without the slightest hesitation.He fetched the items she needed, and when he came back here, Cheng was unbuttoning his belt with his back turned.

"Teijian, I can't do it by myself, help me."

"……it is good."

Cheng heard Feijian's response, and then she felt him coming forward and stopping very close to her.

Chung pushed her hair to the front, and pulled the kimono down to her waist.

Her naked back was exposed in front of Tobuma.

At the first moment when his line of sight touched the scar on that piece of skin, Toikama trembled uncontrollably.

The extreme cold spread from the extremities of his limbs, submerging every inch of his bones. When he realized that he had to resist the harsh cold that imprisoned him, he realized that the throat and heart were frozen first.

So he couldn't make a screaming sound, so his blood was exhausted, and all that remained in his empty chest was the bewilderment after everything was overturned in an instant.

"Get the bandages out of the medical kit."

The girl said to him calmly.

"You can stop the bleeding, right, Tobima?"

He was almost in a trance, and he suspected that he could not make any sound to answer her.

But no matter what, Qianshou started to move, he moved mechanically like a puppet.But the situation didn't get better, whether it was Cheng's injury or his sinking heart.

Cheng's blood soon soaked through the bandage, so he continued to change it, Fei Jian's hand trembled more and more during this repeated process, but in a masochistic manner, he didn't let his eyes leave the trace that tore her apart for a moment. .

"Taijian, don't be afraid..."

Until, she turned sideways and took his hand.

The door suddenly stopped, he raised his head and saw her peaceful side face.

"I can't feel the pain anymore."

she said softly.

"So, it doesn't matter."

The roll of bandages rolled down from his hand, and he lowered his head between the doors, seeing a dazzling bright red in his own hand that was shaking with Chengjiao.

Since which day, he no longer recalled the situation at that time.

They have stepped into a new tomorrow, so there is no need to dwell on the fear and pain of the past.

Qianshou Feijian once thought so.

He has no doubts about the "tomorrow" that will usher in with her.

once.

That's right.

It turned out that they never got rid of the past.

The rain that day never washed away the blood on his hands.

Qianshou Feijian would never mistake the scars left by his own sword, and never doubted whether this blow could cut off the opponent's life.

Although there was such a long gap, the time spent with her, fate finally had to correct his mistakes and prove his hopelessly correct.

"Cheng, why..."

he asked her in a hoarse voice.

"Why don't you tell me there's no way we're going to the future you're talking about."

Cheng didn't answer Tokaima.

This was not only because she didn't know how to answer this question, but also because of the arrival of an unexpected guest, which made her breath stop suddenly.

Uchiha Madara walked in, his expression showing an unusual calmness, he was silent, passing the blood-stained bandages scattered all over the place.

As if he couldn't see anyone or anything other than Cheng, Madara went straight to Cheng and half-knelt down.Cheng was stunned by the black vortex in his eyes for a moment, subconsciously wanted to escape from it, but Madara lifted her chin and forced her to look directly into his eyes.

"At that time, Cheng, I thought that such an injury would undoubtedly take you away."

"So, when you got better, I decided it was a miracle that happened to you."

"However, as expected, this is just self-deception. In a certain corner of my heart, perhaps I have never really believed in miracles, otherwise, I would not be here at this moment."

Uchiha Madara said in a low voice.

"If this is a nightmare, let it be over."

……Do not.

"spot……"

Come on, Madara.

She looked deeply into those eyes, almost feeling that black blood tears of despair were flowing out of them.

Cheng stretched out his hand, trying to wipe away the endless pain he was enduring.

However, Madara's hand touched her cheek first.

"Cheng, don't cry."

Cheng opened his eyes wide.

Why, am I the one crying?

Madara gently wiped her tears away.

"It's not a nightmare at all."

——"On the contrary, I just woke up from an unrealistic dream."

"Quina, do you know where Madara went?"

When Hashirama finds Quanna, he looks worried.

"Brother?" Quan Nai was taken aback, "Isn't he at the ceremony?"

"No." Hashirama shook his head, "Someone saw him leave the scene, but the ceremony was about to start, but Madara never showed up again...it doesn't seem like something he would do."

Indeed, based on Quanna's understanding of her brother, the situation at this moment is really extraordinary.

Could it be an attack?

No, it's impossible.

Quan Nai immediately denied this speculation.

"Something must have happened..."

He muttered to himself.

The situation began to become confusing, he seemed to be a lost person groping in the thick fog, and the blank dead silence made him suddenly uneasy.

However, there is only one thing Quanna can do now.

He resolutely said.

"I'm going to get my brother back."

"That unnatural recovery method is Izanagi, right?"

Madara asked her.

He really didn't notice anything.

However, Cheng could not answer his question now.

The effect of the painkiller was fading, Cheng curled up in Madara's arms, breathing chaotically and rapidly.

"You didn't use the Izanagi technique yourself, I can be sure of this." He said, "Using such a technique requires paying the price of a kaleidoscope that is completely blind, so who cast Izanagi on you?" Naki... No, tell me, how did that person make the technique that can only be used on himself work on you?"

"Six...the Immortals of the Six Paths."

Cheng tried his best, but still could only speak broken words.

"No... Madara... can't do it..."

"Sage of the Six Paths..."

Madara wasn't suspicious, nor surprised.

"Sure enough, it's related to Nanhe Shrine."

The calmer he is, the more frightening he is.

Cheng couldn't see what drastic changes were happening in his heart, but she knew that Madara's heart was raging with flames.

They burn incessantly, as if to consume everything.

This is much more than erring and going astray.

If there is an end in the world, Madara is walking on the edge of it at this moment... just one more step...

Just one more step, and the one who is drifting away from him will be the whole world.

"Cheng, we're here."

Madara walked into Nanga Shrine with the girl in his arms.

"spot……"

Cheng grasped the skirt of his shirt tightly.

"You're not going to die."

Madara stared at her.

"If this world insists on your death..."

A gray light flashed across his eyes, like an ominous pale spark rising from the ashes.

"Brother? Are you here?!"

No one responded.

He continued to walk in and pushed open the familiar door.

This is... whose blood?

"Cheng...?"

But even she wasn't here.

Quan Nai fell into an ice cave.

"She left."

"Between the door—"

Uchiha Quanna instantly opened the kaleidoscope, his blood-red eyes were like Shura at this moment.

In just a split second, the blade approached Tokaima, but the latter's eyes seemed to be dead, turning a blind eye to Quanna's hatred and madness.

"what happened?!"

"..."

"A room of thousands of hands."

Facing the silence of the only insider, Quan Nai suddenly calmed down.

... On the surface, it does.

"You know what, alliances or whatever, I don't have any scruples anymore."

Quanna said.

"I will kill you."

The knife on the neck cut through the skin, and warm blood flowed down, which changed Toikama's numb expression.

He seemed to realize suddenly that his own blood had the same temperature as hers.

"Blade took her."

Said between the doors.

"Uchiha Izuna, you are just like me, but you are just played by fate... just a person who indulged in the illusion she made up."

Madara lowered the knife, and the scrolls were scattered behind him, making a mess.

"Don't... again..."

"What's the matter, Cheng?" He said softly, "Those things can't save you, they're useless..."

"spot."

Cheng hugged him, and buried her face in Madara's neck.

I don't want to be separated either.

I never want you to face this.

"Don't... suffer for me again."

But, you understand better than anyone...

——What is called irreversible.

"sorry."

"Why do you have to apologize, Cheng."

He said, every word is peaceful, every word is crying blood.

"This world—hasn't shouldered the sin of making you miserable!"

Under the pain beyond the limit, Madara's eyes turned red, and the kaleidoscope crazily consumed his pupil power, but he didn't realize it until the intense emotions and chakra chakra made his eyes really bleed.

"Ah... and these eyes."

He laughed softly, gently pushed Cheng away, and walked towards the stone tablet enshrined on the altar.

Madara raised the knife with one hand.

"What's the point of this power—"

He stopped suddenly.

The knife slipped from his hand, and Madara's hand landed on the stone tablet, murmuring unconsciously.

"Eye of the Moon..."

That is……?

Intuition made Cheng become more and more vigilant because of this strange word in her increasingly blurred consciousness. She exhausted her last bit of strength to open the kaleidoscope, and she saw the content on the stone tablet when she passed Madara.

...ahhh.

The so-called "Eye of the Moon" is...

Madara walked towards Cheng, lifted her body, and pressed her forehead against her.

"I'm fine now...Cheng, go to sleep."

Cheng lost consciousness under his illusion, she got rid of all the torment given to her by sobriety, and her body finally relaxed.

Walking out of the shrine, Madara met Quanna with a calm expression there.

"Brother, why did we get to where we are today?"

"Why……"

Why do disputes continue, why peace cannot come, why people's hearts always deviate, why beauty cannot stop...

Uchiha Madara questioned fate in this way countless times, countless times.

Fate never answered his question.

Even now, Madara growled in a hoarse voice, questioning fate why she had to die.

It remains silent.

So from now on, Madara will not ask again.

"We probably, never will get an answer."

Finally, he said.

"Quenna, in your opinion, what value does such a reality have?"

"I don't know, brother...but even if it holds hope..."

Senna replied softly.

"It has nothing to do with me."

Sure enough.

There is no real happiness in this world.

Even though Cheng loves it so much, if its advancement will trample on her blood...

All this is completely meaningless.

He realized this with despair, and this world full of shortcomings has finally become an endless loop that traps Uchiha Madara.

He will pray to it no more.

——If the Uchiha bloodline and Senshou who possess the eternal kaleidoscope are fused together, and the power of the tailed beast is added, the person who has mastered this powerful will be able to apply the pupil technique called "Infinite Tsukiyomi" to the entire world, and everyone will therefore Fall into a dream and get the happiness most desired in their respective fantasies.

Then they spend their lives in this beautiful hallucination, and finally die.

This is "Eye of the Moon".

"spot!!"

Madara turned around and saw the anxious face of Hashirama coming from a distance.

"Why are you still here! The election has been—"

"It doesn't matter anymore, Hashirama."

He said.

"From the beginning, we were all wrong."

Then destroy it.

Then, build a world where everyone can be happy and she can smile.

——Even if it’s just a mirror image.