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

The miso soup is getting cold...

These two people, shouldn't they go to fight the Valley of the End? ? ?

And the cat teacher who went to find them didn't come back.

But... Mr. Madara, in such an insignificant matter, he should still have a good sense of proportion.

After thinking about it, Baitao was still worried, so she opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he took half a step towards the corridor, the sound of two men's conversation came from the yard.

"Madara, do you like white peaches?"

"..."

Mochizuki Baitao stopped breathing.

It seems... Overheard some incredible conversation.

Although he knew it was not good to listen to the corner, he still couldn't help but hold his breath and concentrate a little bit on Mr. Madara's answer.

It is estimated that he was bored by Senju Zhuma, and Uchiha Madara's tone was very bad.But only Senju Hashirama, who is facing Uchiha Madara directly, can see the embarrassment on the man's face when he said this.

"It's just affected by the ability!"

Uchiha Madara clarified what happened to him when he first came to this world in a few words, and finally rejected others: "It's not your turn to interfere with my affairs!"

"..." Mochizuki Baitao backed away and closed the door, as if nothing had happened.

After a while, Uchiha Madara and Senjujuma also came back.

……

Senshou Bashirama was very moved——

For the first time, I tasted the crafts of my friends!

tasty!tasty!tasty!

Mochizuki Baitao took out the drinks and wine bought for them from his pocket one by one, and finally took out his own coffee.

Madara doesn't have a coffee machine here, so I can only use instant coffee to make do with it.

Rubbing her hands enthusiastically, before she opened the package, the thing in front of her was taken away by a hand wearing a black glove.

A glass of water takes the place of coffee.

"Drink less coffee."

Facing Kamizuki Baitao's gaze, Uchiha Madara said indifferently.

"Oh." Baitao lowered her eyes.

The aura of "baby's grievance" continued to emanate.

Uchiha Madara's eyebrows twitched.

There are only two auras in this world that make him feel helpless—Hashirama's depressive aura, and Quanna's coquettish aura...

Now it is estimated that a white peach will be added.

……No!Don't be softhearted!

After dinner, Uchiha Madara was called out by the president of the detective agency.After Mochizuki Baitao and Qianshou Zhujian cleaned up, they stood by the window to watch the scenery.

On the other side of the door is the corridor facing the courtyard, and on the other side of the window is the street outside.

Uchiha Madara and the president were standing there talking.

Mr. Madara is now an important member of the detective agency, and most of the conversations are about mission-related matters. The two men are very quiet, with an aura of calmness and prestige.

"Blade has changed a lot."

Senshou Bashirama walked to her side.

"How do you say it?" Baitao understood what he meant, but made fun of it deliberately, "Aren't you still that kind of noble and glamorous old man?"

"Being more patient than before."

"Are you saying that you didn't say more than three sentences, and he asked Susano to beat you to the ground?"

"..." Qianshou Zhujian was at a loss for words, "If I really want to say it, it's more humane than before, and it's more revealing of my heart."

Although still very arrogant, compared with before, it has indeed changed.

The conversation downstairs ended, and they turned and left.

Uchiha Madara took a few steps and suddenly raised his head in a certain direction.

A branch of cherry blossom protruded high from the fence, and a kitten curled up among the clustered flowers. I don't know how it got up.

Looking at the man under the tree with wet eyes, he sent out a signal for help.

From the perspective of Senju Zhuma and Baitao, Uchiha Madara's expression cannot be seen, but most of them can imagine that it is probably a expressionless and troublesome look.

But this troublesome person still stretched out his hand.

Come down little one.

The kitten stood up tremblingly and walked over.

Staring quietly at this scene, Senju Hashirama said, "Madara is a very gentle person."

"I've always hoped that more people would know how good Madara is...but because of Madara's personality, this is destined to be a difficult process, but luckily Madara has changed now."

Downstairs, the kitten's head seems to be not very good——

It fell directly on the face of the ancestors!

Blur your bear face! ! !

...too horrible to look at.

Uchiha Madara took a step back, and the veins on his forehead popped.

"That's right, I brought up that child with my own hands." Bai Tao's casual tone carried a trace of the vicissitudes of an old mother.

Thousands of Hands: "..."

The old ancestor held the nape of the kitten, tore it off his face, lifted it up, exuding icy pressure.

The kitten's fluffy tail rolled up uneasily, and then put down again, pitifully.

"..." Uchiha Madara squatted down and put the kitten on the ground.

The kitten rubbed his trousers and ran away in a hurry.

Qianshou Zhujian continued: "It seems that with you by his side, this matter may not be difficult to do."

"Mr. Zhujian's words don't seem to have a deep meaning?" Mochizuki Baitao raised his eyebrows.

Qianshou Zhujian smiled without saying a word.

He knew that Baitao was a smart man.

I just don't know if the other party is willing to reveal it to her.

The little girl looked at the street for a long time before the voice came.

"Mr. Hashirama is like a big tree, rooted in the ground, which can give people a sense of solidity and stability. Mr. Madara... is like a flame, extremely unstable and will disappear at any time. If you touch it forcibly, you will burn each other."

Qianshou Zhujian smiled slightly: "The big tree will wither one day. But as long as it can keep providing fuel for the fire, it can keep burning and illuminate the darkness."

"Like Uchiha and Quanna are fuels that can make a fire burn..."

He stared at Baitao.

"And—you."

Sensing Qianshou Zhujian's gaze, Baitao didn't turn her head: "The matter between the two of you will have to be resolved by those two themselves in the end, right?"

Qianshou Zhujian smiled gently, "You are right."

……

When going upstairs, Uchiha Madara found a sitting cat teacher at the stairs.

"The smell on you...you have a cat outside?!"

I wanted to turn a blind eye, but found a white mobile phone lying on the fat body of the other party.

It's Mochizuki White Peach.

"Hey, human beings, I heard that your secrets are all hidden in your mobile phone." Teacher Cat explained calmly, "You just don't know her attitude towards you, just look at your mobile phone!"

He was so arrogant and awkward that he couldn't bear to look at this big monster!

Thank me, stinky human!

Of course Uchiha Madara wouldn't do that.

With arms folded, he said coldly, "Go back."

Teacher Cat shook the phone down a few times, and her short legs were about to press the screen: "Let me help you see!"

Da Yao will assist you!

Uchiha Madara took it with his hands!

When it comes to ninjutsu, few people can be the opponent of the ancestors.But monster power and ninjutsu belong to different systems, and Mr. Cat is a high-level monster, and he even fought a few tricks with his ancestors.

A small shemale fight breaks out in the stairwell!

When Uchiha Madara finally grabbed the phone, he didn't pay attention to the strength of his hand and pressed a button on the edge.

The phone screen flickered.

Uchiha Madara didn't pay attention, and snorted coldly: "Steal."

Yan Yi, the cat teacher who was imprisoned in Susanoo: "Can something about a big monster be called stealing?!"

Uchiha Madara returned to the house with the cat teacher who yelled "let me out".

Two people in the room are drinking tea.

Uchiha Madara threw the phone to Mochizuki White Peach: "It was taken away by you."

"It?" Baitao looked confused.

Uchiha Madara turned his head and found that Mr. Kitty had disappeared at some point.

"……whispering sound."

Baitao clicked on the phone interface.

She had already discovered that her phone was missing, so she was not in a hurry. Anyway, there are many ways to get it back, and no one in this world can crack her phone. If she cracks it by force...she will not be responsible for the consequences.

Baitao, who was very calm even after losing her phone, was so frightened that she almost lost her grip the moment she turned on the phone.

The opening screen interface is a close-up selfie of the vicious ancestors, just like when the video is accidentally stuck, and it has the function of retreating evil spirits.

A sentence attached to the mobile phone system: [This person is trying to unlock your phone. 】

Mochizuki Baitao: "..."

Grandpa, what are you doing...

Senshou Bashira, who was drinking tea, leaned over to take a look, and sprayed it directly!

"Hahaha, it's obviously you who did it yourself!"

Uchiha Madara's veins twitched!

After rushing over to take a look, his face turned cold: "Deleted!"

Baitao: "Don't delete it."

Qianshou Zhujian nodded in agreement: "It can ward off evil spirits."

"..." Uchiha Madara's eyes darkened.

What he expected was right!

Together, these two black-bellied madmen can make the world reach eternal night!

***

Just like when Uchiha Madara came, Mochizuki Baimo also took him to familiarize himself with the city after changing Senju Bashima's appearance.

Uchiha Madara followed behind with a cold expression.

If they were left alone to do things together, he would really never have peace.

Senshouzhujian was very curious about this peaceful place.

Although there is filth and war, but compared to the ninja world where great wars are commonplace, it can be considered peaceful.

"The hospital is a place where medical ninjas work intensively, and patients are also sent here intensively," Baitao introduced.

Senju Bashima nodded thoughtfully, "Madara, we can build one in the village in the future!"

Uchiha Madari ignored it.

He did not agree to form an alliance at all!No!

How could this idiot, Hashirama, be so confident!

Mochizuki Baitao: "School is a place where children learn knowledge together."

Senju Bashirama: You can have this too!

"This is the Cat Cafe."

Senshou Bashirama: "...Is it the kind that can eat cats?"

"……Can't."

Baitao pointed to the next store with flashing lights, "This is karaoke," she explained, "a place to sing."

Qianshou Zhujian's eyes are bright.

"Mr. Hashirama wants to try?" Baitao asked.

"Has Madara been here?" Senju Hashimama looked at the little friend behind him.

The ancestors did not speak.

Mochizuki Baitao walked in with the two of them and asked for a VIP box, "The best thing about this place is that you can cover many songs from China."

Senshou Zhuma was curious, "How did you know about this place?"

Baitao raised her forehead, "A colleague heard that there is a song called 'Love's Suicide'..."

So excitedly caught them over.

Needless to say, he knew who this person was.

A large group of people came and searched for a long time without thinking, only to find that there was no such song at all... There was a song with a similar title.

Osamu Dazai was immediately discouraged, and spread out on the sofa as if he had no bones.Instead, the remaining members of the detective agency sang hi.

"Mr. Hashirama, this song is more suitable..." Baitao ordered a song, "You can sing it to Madara."

Senju Bashirama: Huh?

Is it peace and alliance?

Or the temptation to build a village? ? ?

A hoarse background male voice sounded——

"You are my rose, you are my flower..."

Qianshou Zhujian held the microphone and froze in place.

This... where does it fit him?

Uchiha Madara sat on the sofa with his arms folded, his face was not very good from beginning to end.Mochizuki Baitao pushed him, "Master Ban, let's sing together."

"I reject."

"Look at this song 'Friends Walk Together for Life', it's very good."

"I'm not friends with him!" Today's ancestors are still stubborn.

Senju Zhuma's face was hurt.

Baitao slammed her mouth: "You two slept together and said you weren't friends..."

...There seems to be nothing wrong?

Scarlet's Sharingan flashed, "Don't mention this again!"

Otherwise, he wouldn't mind using a memory-dispelling illusion.

Mochizuki Baitao shrugged.

Under her coercion and temptation + half-coaxing and half-deception, Mr. Madara finally left the sofa, picked up the microphone, took a look at Senshou Bashirama, and sang a song with this guy.

Although in the meantime, Senshou Zhujian, who was moved by the lyrics, looked at him with tears in his eyes countless times...

Uchiha Madara also unceremoniously swung his fist back countless times.

……

A song ends.

The old ancestor, who thought he could finally end the torment of this shameful thing, suddenly heard the faint words of his little friend: "Blade sings very well, but it's worse than me."

Uchiha Madara sneered.

Qianshou Zhujian pointed at the screen innocently: "I have one point more than you."

Uchiha Madara: "..."

The machine must be broken!

Just tap and tap!

"Looks like I won again this time."

A word from Senjujuma successfully aroused Uchiha Madara's fighting spirit!

He couldn't believe it——

Fighting is always overwhelmed by Hashirama. Could it be that he can't even sing? !

The ancestor successfully transformed into Uchiha Soul Singer Madara.

Pulling Qianshou Zhujian to compare one after another, vividly, hoarsely, and his competitive spirit was completely aroused.

Mochizuki, the ultimate winner, Baitao curled up on the sofa behind her, secretly drinking coffee.

Ok……

Banye sings really well~

Beside her, Senju Hashirama, who was looking for a song, suddenly sighed: "Actually, Madara is more suitable for this song."

Mochizuki Baitao looked at the title of the song he pointed to—

To die is to love.

"..." She nodded, "That's right, young man, you are very discerning."

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★Thanks to "Xiao Ai Classmate" for the baby mine.