[Comprehensive] What should I do if Mr. Ban sees me? !

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Mochizuki Baitao put down the phone angrily.

Uchiha Madara chuckled, but was not really angry: "The people here are really interesting."

In his world, who would dare to make such a joke with Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara, who are both patriarchs? !

Ten lives are not enough to die!

Uchiha Madara won't be offended by such a harmless joke.In contrast, what disgusted him even more was the trembling expressions on the faces of his clansmen when they looked at him.

It was rumored in the clan that he wanted to take the opportunity to poach his younger brother's eyes, and the subordinates who came to him sometimes didn't even dare to meet his eyes.

It's like he's some kind of man-eating monster.

And he just calmly said "Back off" and didn't say any more.He is still their patriarch, handling family affairs conscientiously, and fighting for Uchiha until he lost his eyesight.

I don't bother to explain, and I don't bother to explain.

But chills are inevitable.

The coolness is like the surface of a lake when winter comes, bit by bit, it starts to freeze from the bottom of my heart.

But he never thought of abandoning Uchiha.On the contrary, he had a premonition that at some point, the Uchihas might not want to follow him anymore.

But for now, the most important thing is to save Quan Nai and deal with the current matter well.

Uchiha Madara withdrew his thoughts, glanced at the emoticon packs all over the interface, and accurately concluded that his "portrait" was one more than Hashirama's "portrait".

This shows that in Baitao's phone, there are more "photos" of herself.

Not bad.

Uchiha Madara was born handsome, but with aggression, he had nothing to do with gentleness.But at this moment, Mochizuki Baitao actually saw his tightly pressed lips loosen, and caught a very faint smile in his eyes, which was fleeting.

She pouted, not knowing what her ancestors were laughing about.

Uchiha Madara suddenly clicked on one and placed it on the coffee table where both of them could see it.

[Except for Hashirama, all of you are scum! 】

Mochizuki Zhaza Baitao: So what?

You can see so much by looking at an emoji.

It really is the sensitive and delicate Uchiha.

Uchiha Madara: "This sentence is wrong."

It's not wrong to think about it, it's just not perfect enough.

"Quanna is not, and you too..." He paused, looked at her, and continued, "Nor are you."

Time seemed to slow down suddenly.

In order to see the phone page clearly, they all sat in front of the sofa, leaned forward, and as soon as their eyes met, Baitao realized that they were unconsciously... very close.

In the middle of the night, for the sake of Uchiha Madara's eyes, only a small floor lamp was turned on in the living room, which was slightly dim, and it shone on Uchiha Madara's face.

Mochizuki Baitao saw her own reflection in the opponent's black pupils.

All sounds are silent.

The clock ticks, ticks, and it gets quieter.

Cold tea and coffee are on the table.

Uchiha Madara's appearance at this time is more like the best-looking male protagonist drawn on the title page of a romance novel than an emoji.

……

Mochizuki Baitao has never had any charming thoughts, and her position does not allow her to think too much about other things.

Uchiha Madara is even more of a person who will not trust others easily, let alone fall in love with others easily.

Since the other party believes that she is a follower, then do it well.It is quite normal to help the other party to live a good life in this world and provide help within their ability. Countless followers have come here in the past three years.

There should be some people who have secretly thought about the spark of love with the male god and goddess of another dimension, but these things are buried in their hearts in the end, and they get along as friends.

(Except Jin Yingying, which is the upper and lower levels.)

After all, they all want the gods and goddesses from different worlds to leave good memories of this world.

Without the slightest impurity.

So she knows how to keep a sense of proportion and keep a distance.

PS. The sequelae are excluded.

What's more, her original intention is the cat teacher "Blade"!Cough cough, but it's better not to say such things.

"..."

Uchiha Madara was speechless, watching the girl's face become smaller by the light, a trace of elusive emotion crossed his heart.

This is the first time he admits the strength of someone other than Hashirama face to face.

What is this reaction?

Why did you lose your mind?

Then, the distracted man covered his mouth with his hand and yawned at him.

Uchiha Madara: "..."

you can.

Mochizuki Baitao couldn't figure out why she would be in front of the sofa with her ancestors in the middle of the night to conduct in-depth research on the emoji issue.

... In the final analysis, it was she who started it herself.

She got up and walked out of the living room. From Uchiha Madara's angle, she could just see the girl's fair calf with a pair of fluffy slippers on her feet.On weekdays, these legs are tightly bound by boots, thin and straight.

"It's time to sleep, Mr. Madara."

Having said that, Baitao walked to the study, turned around again, and poked her head out from the door, "Good night, Master Ban."

The voice is light and playful.

As soon as the words fell, she retreated into the study.

The man sat alone on the sofa, the dim floor lamp was still on, and the shadow of the fried hair was dragged and fell to the ground.

The moment the light in the study was turned on, his eyes suddenly shone with starlight.

she is there.

Many times, some feelings are so wonderful, you just need to know - she is there.

This is enough.

The mobile phone message tone suddenly rang.

Mochizuki Baitao is the only one in his contact list, what can't he say directly, and he still needs to use his mobile phone?

Uchiha Madara picked up the phone and his eyes moved.

[Find a photo, let you ease the feeling of missing~]

It's a photo of Senna.

On the screen, his young brother is practicing.Compared with Madara, Quanna's eyebrows are softer than Uchiha's.The young man held a long sword in his hand, and his black braid fluttered in the wind.

***

In front of the abandoned brick red building.

Many men in black were hiding in the dark of the building, pointing their guns at the two people on the opposite building, ready to buckle the switchboard at any time.

The Armed Detective Agency dared to send only two people, did they look down on their organization? !

Uchiha Madara stood beside Mochizuki Baitao, and glanced at her from the corner of his eyes to see when she was about to make a move.

Baitao suddenly cleared her throat, took out a loudspeaker from behind, pressed the switch, and took a deep breath.

From the beginning of the mission, Uchiha Madara wanted to ask—why didn’t he bring guns and equipment, but brought a horn on a special trip, was it to deal with people with sonic abilities?

Soon, he knew why.

"Listen up, people on the opposite side, you are already surrounded by my Lord Ban! Listen up, people on the other side, you are already surrounded by my Lord Ban—"

The sound was amplified by the loudspeaker, and echoed among the empty and abandoned floors, one sound after another, which lasted for a long time...

"..."

Uchiha Madara's forehead twitched, and he growled almost in the harshest tone during this period: "Shut up!"

Mochizuki Baitao slowly put down the horn, looked at him with cold eyes, and said in an overly calm tone: "Are you angry with me?"

Are you murdering me?

How dare you kill me? ? ?

"..." Uchiha Madara's face was a little tense.

Uh……

big head.

The supernatural person on the opposite side: "..."

Why are you still flirting, and you don't pay attention to enemies like them!

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★Thanks to "Xia Ying" baby mine.