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

The man in black opened the front door.

Black high heels stick out.

Accompanied by the sound of high heels, Mochizuki Baitao in a windbreaker walked over, the corners of his clothes and hair were blown by the wind.

With her back to the white headlights, she was surrounded by a group of men in black, like a queen.

Thin lips are bright red, the eyeliner is raised, the eyes are cold, and there is a black butterfly tattoo in the corner of the eye.

Cool and handsome.

is uncommon for her.

Only when the plane crashed and the tram incident did it catch a glimpse.

Do not……

Maybe that's just how common she is.

What was revealed in front of him was a rare side.

"U Chi Po Madara."

Step on the high heels.

"You left the headquarters without authorization, and the mafia in the city dispatched a search. It took 500 seconds. During this period, the task was interrupted, the capital chain was suspended, and the loss was nearly [-] billion."

The queen raised her eyebrows, "Excuse me, how do you plan to make up for it?"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Is it worth so much money to sell him?

...What are you doing, he just came out to blow some wind!

Mochizuki Baitao turned around: "Let's step down and continue with the mission."

Don't kill this man?

Or does the leader want to do it himself?

Although suspicious, the subordinates left in an orderly manner.

The pier returned to silence.

Baitao raised her head and looked at the man sitting high on the edge of the container: "I want to come up."

Madara Uchiha's left leg was hanging down, his right leg was bent and stepped on the edge, his right hand was placed on his knee, and his posture was leisurely. Hearing this, his face remained unchanged, "Move by yourself."

"..." Old Ancestor, don't you know that many words are actually very connotative.

Baitao watched eagerly, "I can't get up."

This container can be as high as two floors.

Uchiha Madara glanced at the little girl at the bottom of the box from top to bottom.

The other party's eyes were wide open, looking at him innocently, like some kind of docile and harmless little animal.

written all over his face——

I can't make it.

I just can't make it!

I did not lie.

Uchiha Madara: ... Heh.

He didn't believe it.

The feared mafia boss can't even climb up a container.

What about that majestic look just now?

"Blade Lord~"

"Blade Lord~"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

You just saw that I have nothing to do with you, right?

There seemed to be a faint sigh in the air.

Then, Susanoo's light burst out from the man's body, and the big dark blue hand stretched out to Baitao's side, showing a lifting motion.And Uchiha Madara himself still maintained his posture.

She jumped on the palm, and Susano took her to the top of the container, behind Uchiha Madara.

dark night.

In front of him is the back of a man, and the background is black, the endless sea and night sky.

In contrast, the man's figure looks very thin, with fried hair swaying in the wind.

But very lonely.

As if to hold up this world alone.

Some kind of low pressure, emotions similar to this atmosphere spread in the bottom of my heart, a little uncomfortable.

...I can't explain why, but suddenly I want to hug him.

Mochizuki Baitao trembled all over.

Baitao, Baitao, what are you thinking about?

Mr. Madara said that he could be hugged, so it was Madara? !

It's your turn to comfort the other party.

Besides, Mr. Madara is facing the sea now, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, so there is nothing wrong.

What do you feel sad for spring and autumn by yourself?

"..."

What is she in a daze...

Uchiha Madara's attention could not help but put more behind him.

Baitao seemed to have something on her mind, and she was no longer as lively as before in front of him.

...Is it because in this world, he is the leader of the mafia?

The position of leader represents too many constraints, and many things can only be kept in mind.

Just as he was thinking, the little girl's voice came.

"Master Madara," the voice was quite low, "may I give you a hug?"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Uchiha Madara: ? ? ?

what--

Before he had time to react, thin arms wrapped around his waist from back to front. At the same time, the warm temperature approached his back. The little girl knelt behind and buried her face in his fried hair.

Not a word.

Uchiha Madara's breathing fluttered for a moment.

I thought I would be very uncomfortable with this posture, but my body was not as disgusted as I imagined. After a while, I relaxed naturally.

Without any movement, he quietly let her hold her.

The man originally wanted to say something, but in the end he fell silent in an empathetic manner.

This posture was maintained for a long time.

There's... something wrong with her.

Uchiha Madara tilted his head slightly, his black eyes glanced back from the corner of his eyes, and then turned back quietly.

"What are you thinking about?"

Baitao could feel the fried hair sticking to her move as the man turned his head.

Before going out to find someone, Dr. Kishimoto's words suddenly echoed in his mind.

She blinked, not thinking about that.

Uchiha Madara's hair was thick, with a bit of his breath, and the residual fragrance of shampoo. When he buried his face in it, it felt a little prickly to the touch.

She rubbed her hands and replied honestly: "...just a little tired."

Sensing the cat-like movement of the opponent, Uchiha Madara looked at the sea and asked, "Do you not want to be a mafia leader?"

"No." Mochizuki Baitao quickly denied.

For her, the Mafia is not so much a job as a home, a fortress built by her brick by brick, witnessing all her painstaking efforts and efforts to get to where she is today.

Baitao took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked, "What about you, Mr. Ban? What are you thinking?"

"...I didn't think about anything."

"Then you ran out suddenly?"

"It's just blowing." Uchiha Madara said with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Obviously, you guys are making a big deal out of a molehill.

As if hearing his inner voice, Baitao put her forehead and nose against the man's back and smiled softly, "I just want you to know—"

"If one day you leave somewhere, someone will come to you desperately."

Even when you leave the village, there is no such person.

But also believe that there will be.

This guy……

Suddenly, what to say...

Uchiha Madara was helpless and a little funny, but he also carefully noticed the deep meaning hidden in Baitao's words.He moved, and Baitao Xuhuan's arm around his waist was retracted.

Madara Uchiha turned sideways, staring at Baitao with dark eyes.

After a while, he asked, "Is what you said true?"

"what?"

"Loss of 500 billion."

How many S-rank missions would he have to do to earn it back?

Take all of Uchiha's net worth, there is not so much money...

Mochizuki Baitao raised her hand, and poked her own forehead with a fingertip: "As smart as I am, would I make a bad deal?"

Before Uchiha Madara could say anything, the girl suddenly turned her head, and said in a small voice: "Ah-"

The seaside wind is quite strong, and the temperature is low at night.

He has chakra regulation, but he didn't notice it.

"Let's go back."

"Well, you can go to Dr. Kishimoto's again later." Mochizuki Baitao rubbed her nose, her voice muffled, "And..."

She raised her head and solemnly expressed her only thought after hugging him: "Master Madara, have you gained weight?"

"..."

Uchiha Madara's face was ashen.

You just got fat!Your whole family is fat!

***

[Leader, do you really have no personal affair? 】

This was what Dr. Kishimoto said when she met Dr. Kishimoto at the door before she set out to find someone.

"..."

In the chief's office, an entire wall was powered on and opened, revealing floor-to-ceiling windows that could overlook the whole of Yokohama.

This feature was not used many years ago.

Chief Dazai didn't open it out of caution to prevent snipers.

Although she also has this factor, it is more because she does not want to open it.

Too high and everything looks too small.

It is very easy to create a state of self-importance.

But now, even the floor-to-ceiling windows are open.The wind howled from above, rustling the pages of the book on the desk.

Mochizuki Baitao felt that she needed some wind to calm down.

Is it personal...

Maybe there are.

In order to supervise the progress of the game, she went to the real world in person and participated in making wishes.

Among the dizzying list, only the name "Blade" touched a certain nerve in her.

She muttered the three simple pronunciations and looked them up.

Ok?

Is it a cat?

Well, cats are cats.

...and a big man was sent to her.

Later, Baitao felt that this man was a hundred times better than that foodie!

Able to fight, resist and flirt, he is gentle and has no temper.

If Brother Qianshou heard Baitao's inner voice at this time, his jaw would probably drop in shock!

Seeing Madara's various facial expressions on the battlefield, Senshouzhujian: Madara just doesn't have a temper with you...

Senshou Tobima, who was wanted to be killed by Madara at any time: Hehe, that is the horror that you have never seen Uchiha Madara before!

Girl, ophthalmologist, let's find out.

Especially, when Mochizuki Baimo learned about Uchiha Madara's life and saw his various performances, she couldn't help admitting that he was handsome and good.

The image of a real person is far more three-dimensional and fuller than the original.

A true Uchiha Madara.

A big man with flesh and blood and body temperature.

As a follower recognized by Uchiha Madara and the leader of the mafia, Baitao thought, then help out, it's not a big deal.

Uchiha Madara didn't threaten her again.

The mafia will not lose a piece of meat.

The night view of Yokohama fell into the black eyes, the long eyelashes fluttered, and he murmured: "I miscalculated..."

It is true that Baitao has never been in love.

But I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs running.

This feeling, probably, is... a little like it, right?

In fact, she is not against falling in love, she just goes with the flow.In addition, her mind has always been on the mafia, and she also knows that those people will not accept her completely.

Once she learns her true identity, she will only stay away, or have ulterior motives.

But Uchiha Madara won't.

The man accepted it calmly.

Unbelievably calm.

Now that I think about it, maybe she is a little dependent on Mr. Madara, and it was only after Dr. Kishimoto mentioned it that she realized it.

but……

This feeling is still within a controllable range, and she can hide it well.

It's also very rational——

Most importantly, the Mafia.

Baitao had to admit that, as the leader, she had some contradictions in her personality.

Bold and cautious.

Who is the other party——

Senju Bashirama, the ancestor of the Uchiha whose eyes are above the top, has lived for so many years and only recognized him!

Still from another world!

It is impossible to think.

The mafia still has a big mess waiting for her to clean up.

Her body shivered uncontrollably, and Baitao realized that she had been blown by the wind for a long time.

"Well, men are big pigs." His cold fingertips patted his cheeks, "I love going to work, and going to work makes me happy."

Everything that is wrong is the fault of time.

At this time.

The dark dwarf hangs down in front of her eyes like an upside-down bat.

Four eyes facing each other.

An ordinary person would have screamed in fright, but Baitao just blinked.

Then, calmly said: "Poke your dog's eyes."

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