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

Mochizuki Baitao was also confused.

It was already afternoon when she returned to the detective agency after finishing her work at the scene.

The members were immersed in their work, and she walked to her desk and sat down, holding her hot forehead with her hands.

It feels even more uncomfortable to deal with cases while sick.

At this time, the ancestor Uchiha came over.

Carrying a plastic bag in his hand.

He put the things on the white peach table without saying a word, turned around without saying a word, and left without saying a word.

Hands and feet.

Before disappearing into Baitao's puzzled sight, he turned a little bit.

Mochizuki Baitao: "..."

Grandpa, are you okay?

Why are you acting so rigid?

Moreover, it seemed that it almost fell on the ground just now?

What happened to you when I was not in the club for half a day...

Mochizuki Baitao turned her head, her eyes locked on the plastic bag in thought.

there is only one truth!

Just hide it in the bag!

open--

"..."

In an instant, all the expressions on Baitao's face faded away!

what's the situation?

When did you go buy a big bag of sanitary napkins?

When did you know about sanitary napkins?

And why give it to me, it's useless now...

Wait, what should she complain about is the amazing feat of "Uchiha Madara went to buy sanitary napkins" that can be recorded in history? !

In normal times, Mochizuki Baitao thought about it, and would soon be able to sort out the cause and effect.But at this moment, she was dazed and not sober, and she really didn't have the energy to think about it.

She put the tape aside, rested her arms on the table, rested her forehead on it, and closed her eyes half asleep.

You should be able to continue working after a short break.

The head is heavy, the thoughts are wandering, sleepy but can't completely relax, the busy voices of the surrounding members come, vaguely, as if separated by a layer of paper barrier.

In a daze, remembering Uchiha Madara's appearance just now, Baitao twitched the corner of her mouth and chuckled silently.

A joking mutter slipped out of his mouth: "I have to find a way to marry this man..."

... Baitao felt that she might have lost consciousness.

***

evening.

When it was time to get off work, colleagues around me left one after another.

Uchiha Madara closed the book, stood up, glanced at Baitao from the corner of his eye, and the figure of the little girl loomed behind the pile of documents.

It took a long time to go to the scene in the morning, and she was going to work overtime before leaving.

The man paused before leaving.

He turned around and came to Mochizuki Baitao.

Her whole body is almost in a posture of lying on the table, with her left hand resting on the document, her chin resting on it, and a pen in her right hand, writing vigorously.

Sensing the black shadow that enveloped her, she murmured mechanically without looking at it.

"It's time to get off work, you've worked hard..."

As he spoke, he moved his head and rested his side face on his arm.

continue working.

Suddenly something shook above her field of vision, and a few fingertips landed on her forehead, bringing a comforting coolness.

Uchiha Madara withdrew his hand and put on his gloves again.

Sure enough, I have a fever.

...Then why did that medical ninja tell him to buy those things? !

"Go back first." There was a hint of command in the man's tone.

"No," Baitao vetoed without thinking, "I love going to work, and going to work makes me happy."

To tell the truth, I survived with injuries and illnesses, and even more serious cases.

What is this little burning.

Uchiha Madara: "..."

If the president of the detective agency knows that you, the mafia leader, are so dedicated to his work under his command, he might be so moved that he might cry.

He just stood beside Baitao.

The air pressure is getting lower and lower, making people a little out of breath.

"You sit here, I'm off work." The clerk at the next table resolutely left and gave up his seat.

Uncle Madara sat down, crossed his legs, crossed his arms with his hands, his eyes were cold.

Bai Taoli ignored him.

He rested his head on his side, leaving only the back of his head for him.

After such a stalemate for a while, Baitao's voice came, low and weak, but still clear: "Master Ban, if a member of your clan catches a cold, and there is a big war again, and you are short of manpower, you will not let him go." Is it the battlefield?"

"will not."

Can't go to the battlefield because of a cold?

How could the Uchiha clansmen be so delicate!

"That's right," Baitao continued, "So why don't you let me work now?"

"..." Uchiha Madara sneered.

You are really good, you.

but……

Baitao's words really stumped him a bit.

Why can the clansmen go to the battlefield, but they can't see the little girl persisting in her work like this.

……

Another hour passed.

Completed!

When Baitao put down the pen and straightened up from the prone position, she felt that the world was spinning.

It was completely dark.

Madara Uchiha sat in another chair, next to her.She didn't have the energy to pay attention to what the other party was doing this hour.

Noticing her movement, Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows and mocked: "That's not—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

The little girl rested her head on his shoulder.

Uchiha Madara breathed lightly and stagnated for a moment.

She seemed to be a little unconscious, knowing that there was something solid and reliable next to her, so she subconsciously leaned over.It was limp, with no strength, and the scalding temperature seeped through the fabric.

Uchiha Madara lowered his head slightly, and glanced down.

Bai Tao's long eyelashes were lowered, and she didn't know if she had fallen asleep.

Sensing that the little girl's body was about to slide down, he stretched out his arms to hug her.

Still couldn't help but sneer: "Stop working? Today isn't over yet."

My wrist hurts!

Baitao turned her head and took a bite, directly biting the snow-white area between the glove and the cuff, and grinding it as if venting her anger.

Express strong dissatisfaction!

Her eyes opened, and she glanced up, staring at him.

It's just that in Uchiha Madara's eyes, it's almost like being bitten by a kitten.

Mochizuki Baitao felt that this gesture was subtle and inappropriate.

She was originally leaning on the position where the ancestor's arm was close to the shoulder, and slipped so crookedly that she landed in the arms of the ancestor. Through the fabric, the tip of her nose could rub against the opponent's hard abdominal muscles.

Abs!

No need to think about it, how good the figure is under this pair of skirts.

……

Not good.

Not good.

Very bad.

There is surveillance in the detective agency!

If a guy like Osamu Dazai sees this imaginative scene, he doesn't know what to do.

Mochizuki Baitao was about to get up when she suddenly felt someone support her with one hand.Uchiha Madara stood up, moved down with the other hand, and hugged her horizontally: "Go back and rest first."

There is nothing burdensome about the ninja's arms.

This guy is really light.

...How did she support the entire dark empire with such a thin shoulder?

After walking a few steps, the little girl struggled, "No," she said, "There are surveillance cameras in the agency."

"You let me down, I can walk by myself."

Uchiha Madara couldn't bear it.

What's the matter with you?

It's time to be brave.

He just wanted to throw a cold face and take people away directly.

...But it is estimated that Baitao will fight with him, and after recovering, he will slowly deal with him.

The ancestor suddenly remembered a scene he saw on TV——

The heroine made a fuss and refused to let the princess hug her, so the hero let go of her hand.

The heroine screamed, subconsciously put her hand around the hero's neck, and behaved.

Don't ask him why he only watches these kinds of programs, who knows that the world's programs are just these!

However, in terms of human instinct, this approach is feasible√

Uchiha Madara let go——

For a moment, Baitao thought she was going to fall.

Wang Yue Baitao, who is there, suppressed his instinctive reaction in a split second, stretched his legs, and landed safely.

He also turned his head to look at Uchiha Madara.

Such as ridicule, like a sneer.

Playing tricks on me?

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Why don't you play your cards according to common sense?

Mochizuki Baitao walked a few steps, then turned back, picked up the plastic bag beside the table: "I have to bring this."

"Master Madara bought it himself."

If you have any fans, come and fill out a form, draw a lottery, and each person will give away a piece!

Uchiha Madara: "..."

He figured it out—

No matter whether this guy has strength or not, he has to tease him.

As soon as she walked out of the gate on the ground floor, Baitao was shivered by the night wind.

A black overcoat fell on her, with a weight that weighed down on her shoulders.

Baitao glanced at the man next to him, who stared straight ahead without speaking.

She really needs an extra coat now, so she didn't refuse, and thanked her in a low voice, "I will pay you back tomorrow."

"Then I'll go back first."

Uchiha Madara noticed that she was not walking in the direction of the parking lot, "Are you going to walk back like this?"

Mochizuki Baitao turned her head, feeling a little dizzy: "... huh?"

Uchiha Madara walked up to her in three or two steps, took the bag from her hand, and said involuntarily, "Go and drive."

"If I drive like this, something will happen." Baitao was a little speechless.

The old ancestor was a little impatient, so he dragged the man to the parking lot, "I'll drive."

Then something will happen!

Madara Uchiha took out a card with a white background from his pocket and flicked it.

It is license-free operation.

When did the ancestors get their driver's license?

Seeing this, Baitao didn't say anything more.

What surprised her even more was yet to come——

Uchiha Madara didn't drive her wine red trot, but took it to a black limousine.

Baitao has seen countless luxury cars, and at first glance, he knew that the price was expensive, and it was on the same level as that guy's car in Zhongya!

"When did you buy it?"

She couldn't help but look up at the man next to her.The other party took off his coat and only wore a slim shirt with the hem tucked into black trousers.The button above the tie was undone, exposing a grown man's Adam's apple.

It is the most popular one in modern times.

You agreed to let me take you to fly, but you turned yourself into a modern rich and handsome man?

"Master Madara, Gou Fugui..."

"boarding!"

Uchiha Madara directly stuffed the little girl who wanted to say something into the car.

Why do you talk so much when you are sick?

As if taking Baitao into consideration, the ancestor who loves racing all the year round drove very slowly this time.The heater in the car was fully turned on, and the small warm space drove steadily towards her house.

"Go to the hospital?"

"No, it's too late..."

The man glanced at the drowsy little girl who was wearing his clothes next to him, then retracted his gaze and looked forward.

"Go to sleep for a while."

"I'm here."

……

Mochizuki Baitao felt that Master Ban might have some kind of magical power.

In short, after the man finished speaking, her last tight string suddenly loosened.

Then fell asleep.

She didn't wake up until Uchiha Madara carried her to bed.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and as soon as she emerged from the bed, she was patted back by Uchiha Madara's paw, "Sleep well."

sleeping?

That doesn't work.

She can't remember how many years she hasn't had a full night's sleep.

"There may be an attack, danger..." Baitao muttered.

Hearing this, the man who was originally standing sighed and sat down beside the bed.

Baitao felt that the mattress next to her was slightly sunken.

In the dim room, Uchiha Madara's voice was quite light and calm, with a hint of firmness in it, which was very reassuring.

This man is like this, what is determined will never change.

"I will protect you."

"But you are the most dangerous..."

Four big bosses or something.

Uchiha Madara: "..."

The little girl said so, but her breathing slowed down, revealing her limp and meek appearance, like a small animal that finally found its home and could rest in peace.

Uchiha Madara sat by the bed for a while, thinking that she was almost asleep when the little girl's voice came again.

"Brother Madara, you made breakfast yourself, right?"

"It's delicious."

Uchiha Madara originally wanted her to have a good rest and stop talking, hesitated for a while, and couldn't help asking: "How do you know?"

Baitao smiled vaguely.

"I can taste it, it's the taste you made."

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★White Tao: I know your taste, Boli Seaweed~

What am I talking about...

——From an author who feeds himself with dog food.