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

"The world line is chaotic?" Uchiha Madara frowned.

"Yes. The organization is still investigating the reason behind this, but one thing is certain," Mochizuki Baitao said, "The time you spend here will not affect the original world."

In other words, the time over there is relatively static, and traveling back in the future is also the point in time when traveling back.

Although he didn't fully believe the woman's words, Uchiha Madara was a little more at ease, so he would have enough time to find a way to go back.

Wait for me, Senna.

Uchiha Madara: "Is there a way to go back?"

Mochizuki Baitao shook her head: "It's a pity."

"However," she added, "the previous traversers disappeared automatically after a year. So I think you should go back after a year."

"I can't wait that long," Uchiha Madara felt wrong, "One year? How long has this chaotic situation lasted?"

"Three years."

While talking, the two walked out from the alley and came to the street full of people coming and going.

Their conversation was quickly interrupted by the outside world.

Mochizuki Baitao has seen, what is the power of a true fan girl——

"Ah, isn't that my Dabanye?!" The groundhog screamed!

"What?! Master Madara is here?!"

"You're so handsome ah ah ah ah I'm going to heaven—"

"Sister, hold on tight! Don't faint! If you faint, you won't be able to see Master Madara's flourishing beauty!"

"Master Madara, please dance!"

"I really want to see the upskirts of my ancestors..."

……

Mochizuki Baitao supported the wall, panting.

She and Madara Uchiha were chased for ten streets!Ten streets! ! !

So fucking scary! ! !

...Wait, why did she run with him? ? ?

Uchiha Madara didn't even take a breath.Wandering alone these three days, he has also experienced this situation several times.At first, I thought it was a trick attack by the enemy, but later I realized... These people seem to just love him fanatically?

After Mochizuki Baitao's explanation, he was even more convinced of this.

I'm a little unaccustomed to it.

After all, apart from respect, the clansmen looked at him more and more with fear.

But now these people... can't be driven away, can't be scared away, and they can't beat them!What else can I do, just run away!

The Uchiha ancestor has never been so aggrieved!

Fortunately, there are fewer people on this street.The fine snow drifted up again at some point.

On Christmas Eve in Yokohama, lights and festoons are everywhere, and shops are covered with Christmas decorations.The red and green light group came into view, but it made Uchiha Madara feel strange.

Fine snow fell on his shoulders.

On the other side of the road, two women passed by with arms crossed, apparently drunk.

"Hey, do you think that person looks like Master Ban?" One of them froze suddenly.

"Look at the flower, it's a Christmas tree!" said her companion.

The woman squinted her eyes and stared at this side for a while, feeling that she had been fooled, and she was very angry: "That's obviously a person—in Naruto, the ancestors of the Uchiha family don't know, battlefield roses! Every day except Senjuzhu Everyone in the room is moving every day. Did you see that thin white wrist, which is known as the absolute domain of Master Madara! Ah... I really want to kneel and lick!"

Loud voices are clearly audible.

Mochizuki Baitao saw Uchiha Madara move his wrist uncomfortably, and finally folded his arms.

"You fart! That's obviously a Christmas tree!" The other declared loudly, not to be outdone, "If Master Madara is really here, I'll fuck him in no time!"

Mochizuki Baitao: "..."

Girl, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately.

Looking at the appearance of the old ancestor again, it is obvious that he no longer believes his ears: Why...women in this world, who obviously have no strength to restrain a chicken, can be so sturdy?

The two were still yelling loudly:

"Go! Go and see!"

"Go, go, whoever is afraid!"

"If it's Mr. Madara, I'll throw myself down!"

"Fall down!"

let's go now.Uchiha Madara looked at Mochizuki Baitao, but there was nothing beside him, and when he looked again, the man ran away quickly: "Master Madara, take care!"

Fuck, this girl is faster than him!

Oh, woman...

The two people on the opposite side came aggressively.Just when Uchiha Madara was about to get out of the way, a wine-red sports car rushed across between him and the two women, and the driver was Mochizuki Baimo: "It's too late to say more, get in the car!"

Uchiha Madara: "..." In fact, he didn't really want to.

What is this big iron block that has never been seen before, an enchantment?Will it be sealed if I sit in it?

No matter how vigilant the ancestor Uchiha was, he would not be able to do anything against Mochizuki Baitao's wishes due to the influence of supernatural powers.

He opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

call out--

The sports car shot out like a rocket, Mochizuki Baitao's voice was infinitely drawn out: "Close the car door, old ancestor!"

The two drunken women stayed where they were, sighing infinitely.

"You are already a mature Christmas tree, you can move by yourself..."

"I told you no!"

inside the car.

If it was Senju Bashirama sitting here at this time, he would be as happy as a child, but Uchiha Madara just kept his face sullen and observed the internal structure.

Driving this thing...isn't it the same as driving Susanoo?

But it seems that chakra is not needed.

What principle? ? ?

"Fortunately, my car is parked nearby," Mochizuki Baitao said while still in shock, driving with one hand, "Put on the condom."

Uchiha Madara: "..."

He seemed to have heard something terrible just now...

Mochizuki Baitao: "..."

She seemed to have said something terrible just now...

This is very embarrassing.

What to do at this time - of course, keep your face unchanged, look solemn like an old monk in meditation, even if you say something wrong, you have to pretend to be "No! It's not that I don't have it, it's just that you heard it wrong"!

Mochizuki Baitao looked serious and pretended to repeat: "Seat belt, put it on."

Uchiha Madara: But what is this seat belt?

brake--

red light.Mochizuki Baitao slammed on the brakes and stopped behind the car in front. While keeping a polite distance, she turned slightly and pointed to the black belt next to the passenger seat, "That's the one, pull it over, and get stuck here."

The compartment is cramped.As she approached, Uchiha Madara smelled a tranquil fragrance of summer flowers.

It's very elegant, like the smell he smelled when he sneaked away to the forest to practice in the summer night when he was a child.

The street lights poured in from the car window, reflecting the girl's three-dimensional facial features, her eyelashes were long and slightly lowered, showing a little unnoticeable sloppiness and alienation.

Uchiha Madara pulled a little distance away calmly.

The signal light turned green, Mochizuki Baitao turned around and continued driving.

"I'm going to the hospital first." She held the steering wheel with one hand and looked ahead intently.

Uchiha Madara pursed his lips, glanced at Baitao's twisted arm hanging beside him, and said nothing.

Some ninjas can't stop moaning after suffering this level of injury.But she was obviously an ordinary person, but she just shed tears on the spot, and then she was very calm.

"I'll keep talking," Mochizuki Baitao said, "Three years ago, this world released a game, saying that as long as fans make a wish and the number reaches a certain level, their idol from another dimension will come."

At the beginning, no one believed it, but there were always a few people who were too idle, and when they really succeeded, things got out of hand.

"It sounds a bit mysterious, and the relevant departments didn't think about it at first. After investigation, I learned that these fans have played this game."

Mochizuki Baitao is a little convinced now——

The strength of the fanboy fangirl can break through the dimensional wall!

Maybe it's the power of faith.

The company that produced this game has the power to reverse the world line, which is terrifying.

"But this company is very mysterious. It has been three years and we haven't got any clues yet. So now, while the relevant departments are watching the game company, they are also investigating whether it was done by other forces."

For example, let her go to the symbolic consulate.

However, the conquest office is indeed created by supernatural powers, and has nothing to do with this incident.By the way, the confiscation office was under investigation, and it was turned upside down, because it didn't have a license to open with special abilities, and it was taken away in one go.

"There is an anime in this world, and you are a character in it." After the fans made such a fuss, she also vaguely remembered it.

Uchiha Madara nodded.

If everyone in this world knows about him, there is no need to hide it.

The car parked smoothly in the hospital parking lot.

Mochizuki Baitao flicked the steering wheel, leaned on it, looked sideways at him, and raised her voice: "Don't want to know your future?"

The girl's face was small, her eyes were like two crescent moons, looking at him, she suddenly smiled, as cunning as a little fox.

"Not interested." Uchiha Madara said lightly.

"That's good," Mochizuki Baitao withdrew his gaze, "According to previous data, people who came to this world, even if they deliberately remember their future, will still forget it when they go back... I think this is also the self that rules the world. Protect."

There is one thing that Uchiha Madara is more concerned about: "People in the same world as me, have you been here before?"

Mochizuki Baitao thought for a while, "Besides Sasuke and Naruto, you are the third."

Hashirama never came?

Uchiha Mannen Zhubuki Madara thinks this is wrong: Hashirama is so strong, how can he be less popular than him, and how do these people have long eyes?

Hashirama is the only ninja he admits!

You simply can't get the excellence of Hashirama!

"Also," Mochizuki Baitao's style of painting changed, and he almost came to a seat on the spot, "I'm sorry, Mr. Madara! I may wish!"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Alright, let's do it, what else can I eat you up.

It's not because Mochizuki Baitao made a wish alone that he came here.

"The name I wished for is indeed 'Madara'," Mochizuki Baitao pointed to the decoration on the instrument panel, "it's just that..."

The chubby white beckoning cat squatted on the dashboard, with an orange-gray patch on its forehead, looking silly and stupid.

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Resentment wells up—

He is the majestic Uchiha patriarch, but he can't compare to a fat cat? !

He really disdains to compare with a lucky cat with the same name, but what is this strange feeling?

Mochizuki Baitao: "What's wrong?"

Uchiha Madara: "...nothing."

This damn ability!