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

weekend.

When Osamu Dazai knocked on the door, Mochizuki Baitao was yawning with her pillow in her arms, looking limp.

When she came back yesterday, Uchiha Madara happened to have a mission to go out, so she gave him the eye drops directly.

Grandpa didn't say anything at the time.

I don't know if it works well.

"Little Taozi, you still haven't woken up at this o'clock," Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "What did you guys do last night?"

"It's a wonderful thing that can't be described in words... Are you satisfied with this?" Baitao said unhappily, and poked her head into the corridor, "Where's Xianzhi?"

Why is Dazai ruling alone?

Didn't you agree to play games together on weekends?

"Kenji's family has something to do," Osamu Dazai took out a wet note from his pocket, "This is his leave note for you."

Mochizuki Baitao looked at the water dripping from the note: "..."

"Mr. Dazai, have you gone into the water again?"

"Ahaha, the river near your house looks very nice..."

Fortunately, the handwriting can still be read——

[I'm sorry Baitao, I can't play games together on weekends, I received a letter last night saying that the cow at home has passed away and I'm going to be buried with her.Miyazawa Kenji. 】

... It's a funeral, my child.

Baitao sighed.

She turned, "Come in."

"There's canned crab meat in the refrigerator, right, Little Taozi?"

"no!"

She and Osamu Dazai have been competing since she joined the detective agency.

Fighting shogi, snatching crab meat... Even if you are just playing games, you can still smell blood.

At the entrance of Uchiha Madara Station, I heard voices inside. Besides Baitao, there was another man...

Osamu Dazai.

He opened the door--

Osamu Dazai was sitting on the sofa, and Mochizuki Baitao was sitting cross-legged on the pillow on the ground in front of the sofa. They each held a game controller, and they never took their eyes off the TV screen.

Mochizuki Baitao encouraged the screen: "Come on, Ban Ban, you are the fattest—"

Take a look.

"Ah no, it's the best!"

Uchiha Madara: "Hehe."

Go behind the sofa.

He wants to see what the two of them are playing.

On the high-definition screen is a fighting interface, and the ninjas confronting each other are him and Hashirama.

There are red bars representing HP and blue bars representing Chakra in the upper left and upper right corners respectively.

Obviously, it was Baitao who manipulated [Uchiha Madara], and Osamu Dazai who manipulated [Senju Bashirama].

Osamu Dazai smiled sinisterly.

Fingers are flexible to manipulate.

I saw [Senju Hashirama] on the game interface jumping behind [Uchiha Madara] and accurately piercing the opponent's heart.

The blood volume returned to zero.

gameover!

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Damn back again!

"You cheat!"

Mochizuki Baitao angrily hit the long leg next to her with the handle.

Osamu Dazai smiled, and tapped her on the head with the handle: "Compared to me, you are a little tender, Xiao Taozi."

Uchiha Madara stood behind, looking at the picture.

The two black-bellied bosses with high IQ talk to each other, laughing and making trouble.

It looked like no one else could talk at all.

Although there is a bit of tension in the smile.

After venting her dissatisfaction, Baitao turned her head to look at Uchiha Madara, with a hint of happiness in her tone: "Is work over?"

Uchiha Madara was expressionless, and nodded in a very small arc.

"Want something to eat?" Baitao asked.

"Need not."

Uchiha Madara walked back to the room.

Very nonchalant.

The atmosphere was low for several seconds.

A clear smile crossed Dazai Osamu's face, and he pointed at the door: "Little Taozi, why don't you go in and have a chat with him?"

"It shouldn't be necessary," Baitao thought for a while, "I'm probably upset that I lost to Qianshou Zhujian."

It's not that she's not skilled enough, but that the enemy is too insidious!

A muffled sound.

Uchiha Madara broke the doorknob in the room.

The conversation between the two came from outside.

"Another round?"

"Go!"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

***

"Father~"

"Master~"

"Uncle Madara~"

After playing for a long time, Osamu Dazai left.Uchiha Madara didn't come out during lunch, Mochizuki Baimo thought that the other party went to perform the mission last night, worked all night, maybe he was catching up on sleep, so he didn't bother him.

until dinner.

This sleeps all day.

Baitao stood at the door of the guest room for a while.

I want to ask my ancestor what he wants to eat, but he is worried that the other party is still sleeping.

The door was opened suddenly.

Uchiha Madara's tall figure appeared at the door.

He has been waiting for a long time.

Didn't Baitao have a good time with that man, why did she stand in front of his door for so long, as if bored.

Can't say a word to him?

Mochizuki White Peach was not affected by the low pressure of the ancestors at all, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"random."

She could tell that the old ancestor was in a particularly bad mood today. Although he usually spoke in the same tone, today he was extremely cold, as if he was on fire.

Maybe the mission didn't go well last night?

Make more sweet dishes to appease the ancestors.

Baitao turned around, and Uchiha Madara's voice came from behind: "Don't use me for playing games in the future."

"?"

"Even Susanoo and Kaleidoscope Sharingan can't be used well."

It also caused "he" to be killed by Hashirama from behind!

Mochizuki Baitao turned her head.

The old ancestor stood at the door of the room, folded his arms, and spoke calmly.

"Okay, don't use it if you don't need it," she looked at it for a while, then shrugged, "Next time I will use Senshou Bashirama."

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Wow, it's even hotter.

"By the way," Mochizuki Baitao asked when mentioning eyes, "Have you used that medicine?"

That was made by her guarding the top mafia doctor!

Even if it is not guaranteed to be cured immediately, it must be useful.

She is still waiting for Grandpa Ban to use it, and adjust the follow-up process according to the situation.

"No."

Baitao was taken aback.

"I do not have time."

Uchiha Madara sneered: "Besides, do you think Uchiha would use unknown medicine on his eyes?"

He wasn't naive enough for that.

Mochizuki Baitao's face darkened.

What the ancestors said was not wrong.

She thought about it too.

So it's not impossible for her to understand that the old ancestor didn't want to use it.

But in this way, face-to-face and merciless accusations are really a bit uncomfortable.

A fire burned from the bottom to the top, and another basin of ice water was poured down.

Thinking about sticking to the front without sleep, Mochizuki Baitao felt that she was a big idiot!

Look, Baitao, who will love you.

What should I do?

Although he has experienced ups and downs in the mafia, Mochizuki Baitao, as the leader, never gets angry easily.

But in this world, she, who lives an ordinary life, also has a temper.

Who is not a little public opinion?

Are you kidding me? !

Calling you ancestors, do you really think of yourself as a grandfather? !

You can do it, Uchiha Madara!

The grass on the grave of the last person who dared to anger the mafia leader was two meters high.

"..."

As soon as the words came out, Uchiha Madara felt a bit too much.

Looking at it again, the little girl's face was frozen, and there were two clusters of bright cold fire in her black pupils.

... The ninja's instinct is not good.

But Uchiha's arrogance made him feel embarrassed.

The man struggled for a few seconds, and was about to speak when Baitao's voice sounded like ice.

"very good."

Uchiha Madara heard her grind her teeth.

Baitao left without saying a word, turned around and left, ignoring him again.

"Fix the door yourself before dinner."

Uchiha Madara: "..."

At the dining table, Uchiha Madara looked at the table of red dishes and felt his eyes were hot.

The little girl ate her own without even looking at him.

Fortunately, there is also Daoyuba sushi, which Uchiha Madara thinks is acceptable.

He opened the stool and sat down, picked up the chopsticks, and poked the bean curd sushi.

After taking a bite, his expression froze.

—Which beancurd sushi has wasabi in it? !

It's hot to death!

"..."

Row.

Uchiha Madara put down his chopsticks resignedly, took a deep breath, "I took the medicine you gave me."

Baitao ignored him.

Uchiha Madara patiently continued, "...it feels good."

Baitao glanced blankly, and continued to eat rice.

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Heck!

He really doesn't know how to coax a girl!

Why not take him to the Valley of the End for a fight!

After a long time, I finally choked out another sentence: "I am going to tell you."

Baitao finally had a reaction: "Oh."

Uchiha Madara: "..."

He endured and endured, his black-gloved fist landed lightly on the table in the end, and he sighed helplessly: "Only you dare to throw a face at me."

He just couldn't do anything to her.

Mochizuki Baitao glanced at him.

In fact, she wanted to laugh when she saw Madara biting wasabi, as if eating a fly.

She stood up slowly, and brought out another plate of bean curd sushi from the kitchen.

No mustard.

Seeing that the little girl had almost calmed down, Madara Uchiha breathed a sigh of relief.

I really don't understand, the Uchiha patriarch is still afraid of a little girl.

Baitao returned to her seat and sat down, "Is it really used?"

Madara Uchiha nodded.

"What does it feel like?"

Madara Uchiha thought for a while.

In fact, in this world, he opened up to three hooks of jade, and he rarely used the kaleidoscope.Probably after using it, the eyes are not so tired.

[I hope you can bring this person over and inspect him directly. 】

After understanding the general situation, Dr. Kishimoto's words resounded in Baitao's mind at the right time.

Uchiha Madara, who was about to wash the dishes, pulled the chopsticks from Baitao's hand several times, but failed to pull them out.

...Have you competed with chopsticks? This is it?

"let go."

"……Oh."

Uchiha Madara looked at the little girl's cold and contemplative look at the leftovers, and raised her eyebrows, "Aren't you full?"

"No."

After a while, Uchiha Madara suddenly said: "The detective agency wants me to join."

This is not surprising.

Everyone wants great power.

"You agreed?" Baitao asked.

"Still considering."

Uchiha Madara went to the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks, took off his gloves, and the sound of splashing water sounded.

"Did they inform you to take the entrance examination?" Baitao asked absently.

A detective agency not only needs strong strength, but also a kind heart willing to protect others.

The entrance test is to test this point.

Uchiha Madara replied: "No."

Baitao didn't speak again.

Uchiha Madara could see that Baitao was always hesitant to talk to him today, especially after knowing that he might join a detective agency.

The white foam is washed away by water and flows away quickly.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, Uchiha Madara looked at the porcelain white bowl, and suddenly said: "Is there anything you want to say..."

"It's not too late to tell me when you have fully figured it out."

"Don't force it."

The man's voice was faint, and the background sound was the sound of running water.

A gentle and slender nerve seemed to be poked lightly.

Baitao couldn't help looking over.

The kitchen is open and the sink can be seen from the dining table.The man turned his back to this side, washing the dishes seriously, and the long hair hanging behind him moved slightly with the movement.

It felt suddenly peaceful at that moment.

Who would have thought that Uchiha Madara, the awe-inspiring ninja, would be quietly washing dishes at home like this.

...he was a gentle man.

Just like this, with a warm place to live and a promising future, his edges and corners will unknowingly soften, revealing the softest emotions.

Although it will be arrogant, wrap it up with an impatient look.

"..."

Where she couldn't see, Uchiha Madara's movements of washing dishes had been stiff for a long time.

Why did Baitao keep staring at his back? !

Didn't he know that his back is very sensitive!

Mochizuki Baitao suddenly jumped off the stool, and ran to Uchiha Madara in two or three steps: "Come to play a game?"

Uchiha Madara tidied up the bowl and asked, "The one during the day?"

Baitao has already seen that Master Ban is a little interested in this game that is closely related to him.

But to invite the arrogant Uchiha, you have to say that you want to play.

"En!" Baitao nodded.

Uchiha Madara snorted softly: "Didn't play enough during the day?"

"Shall we play together?"

"..."

"OK?"

"……it is good."

Plan pass√

Mochizuki Baimo smiled and took Uchiha Madara to sit down on the sofa, put in the game disc, and stuffed the controller into his hand.

"Look, there are many ninja characters to choose from in this game," she operated the handle, "Who do you want to choose, yourself?"

The old ancestor raised his chin and proudly said: "Zhujian."

He has long wanted to try Hashirama's skills.

"Then I..."

Pointing the mouse to the character of [Uchiha Madara], Baitao seemed to have suddenly remembered something, sat in front of the sofa and looked back at him, and asked in a low voice, "Is it okay?"

Uchiha Madara knew that even if he disagreed, the other party would try to get him to change his words, so he chuckled helplessly: "Use it."

Baitao smiles all over her face.

after that……

Uchiha Madara watched helplessly, and [Senju Hashirama] was beaten to the ground by "himself" time and time again.

This is sour...

Why didn't he slip away like this when he fought Zhu Jian in person?

"Master Madara, you are awesome!" Baitao was full of praise.

Uchiha Madara, who has never won a game: "..."

May I ask at this time, should he be happy, or should he be happy...

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★Madara: I am a good man at home!

★Thanks to "Meduardo" for the bazooka x1, "Boom の Peerless Little Cute Wife" for the grenade x1 and mine x1, and "Xia Ying" for the mine x2.

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