Mochizuki Baitao felt a little strange.
Yesterday, Uchiha Madara submitted his resignation at the detective agency, and he didn't come to work today.And tomorrow, she is going to take him and Senshou Zhuma back to the ninja world together.
Originally thought that the other party would take advantage of this time to commemorate more, but received a text message from Uchiha Madara when he was about to get off work.
……
evening.
Mochizuki Baitao walked out of the door of the detective agency building, and immediately saw the man waiting at the door.
He is dressed in black and has long hair. He is alone in the crowd, standing tall.The light of the street lamp shone on him, and his expression was indifferent, which was different from the haste, as if another time and space had been split.
This scene has happened many times before.
Only in the future, there will be no more.
Mochizuki Baitao walked over: "What's the matter?"
Madara Uchiha raised his chin, "Let's have dinner together."
Wangyue Baitao was about to agree, when she rolled her eyes, she said quietly: "Master Ban, do you have any plans?"
suddenly...
Didn't you not eat it before?
She is really sharp.
Uchiha Madara tried not to be seen by the other party, and sighed softly: "I will leave tomorrow."
So, this doesn't work either?
As he spoke, he opened the co-pilot's door for Baitao.
"Ok."
Mochizuki Baitao smiled and sat in.
***
The time goes back to the afternoon.
"I'm going to have dinner with Baitao tonight." Uchiha Madara brought a cake box to Senju Hashirama, "Look at your phone, follow my instructions, and bring this cake with you when the time comes."
This is the cake he bought at Takamatsuya.
It looked almost the same as the presentation model, except that near the end he took over the pastry chef's job and added a word of jam to the cream coating.
As for what that sentence is——
He didn't want the third person besides Baitao to know.
So when you are done, put it in a box immediately!
"Never shake in the middle." Uchiha Madara urged.
If the words on it were destroyed, he would choose to kill Senshou Zhujian.
"Leave it to me without worry!" Senshou Bashirama vowed.
Uchiha Madara nodded, and after telling Senju Hashirama the address, he went out to pick up Baitao.
The place where the two ate was a high-end local western restaurant.
This western restaurant is the most expensive and has the best reviews, so the ancestors immediately fell in love with it!
Reserved tables are by the floor-to-ceiling windows.
"Master Madara..." Mochizuki Baitao hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "You haven't eaten Western food yet, have you?"
There should be no such food in the ninja world.
"..." Uchiha Madara, "No."
Mochizuki Baitao picked up the knife and fork in his hand: "This is how it is used."
Not directly poked!
She can probably guess a little bit, why this big man is obviously not interested in these dishes, but he still brought her here specially.
Thinking about it, when I raised my eyes, I saw a pair of scarlet Sharingan on the opposite side.
Baitao: "..."
It's just a Western meal, old ancestor, do you need to learn Sharingan? !
The atmosphere in the high-end western restaurant is peaceful and serene, with unspeakable elegance.
Baitao's eyes moved up slightly, and she glanced at the man opposite him from the corner of her eye.
Uchiha Madara's every move is very elegant and decent, perhaps because Uchiha is a big family in the ninja world, even a man who has come out of the battlefield is very suitable for this elegant atmosphere.
"Is there anything else you want to eat?" Sensing her gaze, Uchiha Madara asked.
Mochizuki Baitao shook her head.
Uchiha Madara continued to eat with his head down, and implemented the upbringing of eating without words very well.
From Baitao's point of view, this is the case.
……However, it is not.
Thinking of the words I was going to put on the cake... The man kept his expression on his face, but his palms wrapped in black gloves were slightly sweating.
Uchiha Madara never thought that he would also feel nervous.
Under the table that Baitao couldn't see, he secretly sent a text message to Qianshou Zhujian: [Why don't you come? ! 】
This idiot, don't lose the chain at a critical moment!
At this time, the two were having a candlelight dinner in a high-end restaurant, while Senjujuma, who had been reduced to a coolie, was running wildly on the busy street during the evening rush hour.
【almost there! 】
The cake must not miss a little bit!
Or Madara will kill him!
It's hard to embarrass a big man like him!
……
Mochizuki Baitao felt that her ancestor was a little strange today.
No, it is very strange.
This person can usually eat some military food pills, why is it so slow to eat a western meal?Do you want to enjoy the last supper in this world?
And it seems that there is something on his mind...
"Master Madara, do you have something else to do?" She asked, "How about we leave now?"
Anyway, it's almost enough to eat.
"...No." Uchiha Madara said calmly.
Divide the steak in half again on the plate.
Baitao: "..."
"spot!!!"
When Uchiha Madara was already thinking about how to cut Senju Zhujian into pieces after going back, the man finally came late.
"Your cake!" Senju Hashirama, who rushed like lightning, went back like lightning, "I'll withdraw first!"
He's so in the way here.
10 minutes later than the agreed time, but still in time.
Uchiha Madara snorted coldly, and handed the cake box to Baitao.
Mochizuki Baitao: "This is...?"
The ancestor raised his chin proudly: "Your birthday."
Baitao was startled, then smiled: "Thank you."
It turned out to be the case.
Unexpectedly, when Zhong Ye mentioned it casually, Lord Ban actually remembered it and prepared so much.
A moved, but slightly swollen and slightly sour emotion rippled in his chest.
Facing Uchiha Madara's gaze, she was puzzled: "Shall we dismantle it now?"
Can I still eat...?
It's a little hard for me, fat tiger...
Uchiha Madara nodded.
Not wanting to let down the kindness of the ancestors, Mochizuki Baitao officially opened the box!
She didn't notice that the man was staring at her firmly at this time, not letting go of any slight changes in her expression, the red light in his pupils fluctuated, as if he was nervously waiting for something, vaguely looking forward to something.
Madara: A Little Nervous.jpg
Mochizuki Baitao finally opened the cake box.
She looked at the cake, gave out an admiration, smiled at Madara Uchiha, and said sweetly again: "Thank you Madara~"
"..."
……Um?
Baitao's reaction was different from what he had imagined!
Although Uchiha Madara knows that Baitao is the type who can be calm no matter what happens, but at this time he really doesn't want to see her calm.
He walked up to Baitao and took a look.
The cake was the one he picked, that's right, Hashirama was also intact, and the packaging was also from Takamatsuya's, but there was no writing on it! ! !
What's happening here? !
Uchiha Madara lowered his face.
"..."
Mochizuki Baitao really doesn't understand: What's the matter with the old ancestor? First, he acted like he had something on his mind but didn't talk about it, but now he just let out a murderous look...
"what happened?"
"..." Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth, "It's nothing."
He suppressed his anger and said softly, "Eat."
After going back, I will settle accounts with Senshou Zhujian slowly.
He was about to go back and sit down, but the ground suddenly shook, the tables and chairs swayed, the goblets made clinking sounds, and tableware smashed to the ground from time to time.
are common earthquakes.
It's just that the magnitude of the earthquake this time was obviously stronger than the previous few times, and many people in the restaurant had already rushed out.
Mochizuki Baitao also stood up, and said to Uchiha Madara: "Go out first—"
A more violent shaking suddenly hit——
Baitao's feet were unsteady.
Originally, Madara was leaning against the table, and she was in the aisle next to Madara. Such a slip caused her to jump directly on the other side, with her arms left and right, propped on the table behind Uchiha Madara on both sides.
Uchiha Madara: "..."
Perhaps Xiaoshuai can add another [table dong] to his "~dong" list.
... but in reverse.
Almost at the same time, there was a soft and warm touch, sliding gently against his cheek.
Mochizuki Baitao: "..."
Uchiha Madara: "..."
Fuck, what the brat said makes sense!
The chandelier on the top shook violently, and finally hit Susano.
In the panicked crowd, the two remained in this posture, as if the pause button had been pressed.
It's like separating another space that is completely silent.
According to her height, this movement is really difficult.But this time Master Madara was already leaning against the table, and because of the earthquake, she leaned back slightly, and she pounced on her feet again.
So, accidentally...
kissed...
face.
Mochizuki Baitao raised her head a little helplessly, and was facing the man's eyes as deep as night, like a huge whirlpool, trying to suck her soul into it.The original "sorry" circulated in his throat, and he couldn't say it.
Stare for a long time.
It seems like ten thousand years at a glance, and it seems like this moment is forever.
……
The shaking gradually became smaller.
The whole process is only a few tens of seconds.
It stands to reason that he should seize the opportunity to leave at this time, at least leave this dangerous position, but neither of them seemed to want to break.
- I don't want you to go.
--do not leave.
Forget those responsibilities...
Just for a while, just for a while.
"..." Uchiha Madara pursed his lips.
The girl who was as tall as his chest suddenly stood on tiptoe again, and the same touch as before fell on her cheek again.
A superficial kiss on the cheek.
Facing the man's seemingly expressionless face, she frowned, "Take it as a farewell."
Since we are going to part ways, let her be a little willful~
Anyway, when I come back after saving Quan Nai, I won't have any contact with him again...
They are two worlds, two parallel lines, and because the world lines are disordered, there is an intersection.
This in itself is accidental.
The man's eyes were gloomy, and he moved his palm holding the edge of the table, resisting some kind of impulse of his own.
After saying this, Baitao got up.
The two walked out of the restaurant.
Uchiha Madara delivered his car to Baitao, before leaving, he said, "There is something for you in the trunk."
Arriving at the parking lot downstairs, I opened the trunk and took a look, Baitao: "..."
All I can say is that he really deserves to be Mr. Madara...
***
Detective agency dormitory.
boom!
The gate was photographed directly on the wall to make cakes.
"Madara, are you back?"
Senju Zhuma was sitting cross-legged on the tatami mat and playing games with Miaomi Teacher, turned his head and greeted him friendly.
Uchiha Madara came over, condescending, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter with the cake?"
Senshou Bashirama: "...Huh?"
Not good.
Play dumb!
"Did you change the cake?"
Cold sweat slid down the Thousand Hands Column.
was discovered...
And the culprit, the guy who was playing with him just now, disappeared long ago.
Against Uchiha Madara's low pressure, Senju Hashirama told the truth in detail——
After Madara left in the afternoon, he had been waiting at home for Madara's orders, but if he didn't pay attention, the cake was left with nothing but crumbs in the time it took to go to the toilet...
Teacher Cat was still licking melon seeds, "Human, this snack is really good."
Thousands of Hands: "..."
Ah ah ah ah ah!
pill!
There's only one hour left! ! !
He immediately went to the store according to the name printed on the cake box, asked the clerk to look through the order, dragged the baker here, and hurriedly ordered an identical one!
Rush fees and expensive cake fees have wiped out his savings for the past few days.
Senshou Bashima looked at the empty wallet, feeling bleak in his heart.
But there is no way, who is Madara is more important.
After that, Senju, the deliveryman, and Hashirama went to deliver the goods to Uchiha Madara again, sweating profusely.
After the task was completed, he breathed a sigh of relief.
That should make up for it, right?
Madara probably wouldn't say anything...
Unexpectedly, it was discovered...
But this is not right, what he wanted should be the same cake, logically there would be no mistakes.
After carefully noticing the anger and complexity on the little friend's face, Senju Zhuma hurriedly asked, "Is there something wrong, Madara?"
"..." Uchiha Madara took a deep breath and turned his back.
How could he possibly tell Senju Bashirama about this——
On that cake...
There is his confession! ! !
※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※
★Master Madara will go back tomorrow, Baitao will read fan letters to Master Madara, do you have anything you want to say to Master Madara or want to tease =v=
Yesterday, Uchiha Madara submitted his resignation at the detective agency, and he didn't come to work today.And tomorrow, she is going to take him and Senshou Zhuma back to the ninja world together.
Originally thought that the other party would take advantage of this time to commemorate more, but received a text message from Uchiha Madara when he was about to get off work.
……
evening.
Mochizuki Baitao walked out of the door of the detective agency building, and immediately saw the man waiting at the door.
He is dressed in black and has long hair. He is alone in the crowd, standing tall.The light of the street lamp shone on him, and his expression was indifferent, which was different from the haste, as if another time and space had been split.
This scene has happened many times before.
Only in the future, there will be no more.
Mochizuki Baitao walked over: "What's the matter?"
Madara Uchiha raised his chin, "Let's have dinner together."
Wangyue Baitao was about to agree, when she rolled her eyes, she said quietly: "Master Ban, do you have any plans?"
suddenly...
Didn't you not eat it before?
She is really sharp.
Uchiha Madara tried not to be seen by the other party, and sighed softly: "I will leave tomorrow."
So, this doesn't work either?
As he spoke, he opened the co-pilot's door for Baitao.
"Ok."
Mochizuki Baitao smiled and sat in.
***
The time goes back to the afternoon.
"I'm going to have dinner with Baitao tonight." Uchiha Madara brought a cake box to Senju Hashirama, "Look at your phone, follow my instructions, and bring this cake with you when the time comes."
This is the cake he bought at Takamatsuya.
It looked almost the same as the presentation model, except that near the end he took over the pastry chef's job and added a word of jam to the cream coating.
As for what that sentence is——
He didn't want the third person besides Baitao to know.
So when you are done, put it in a box immediately!
"Never shake in the middle." Uchiha Madara urged.
If the words on it were destroyed, he would choose to kill Senshou Zhujian.
"Leave it to me without worry!" Senshou Bashirama vowed.
Uchiha Madara nodded, and after telling Senju Hashirama the address, he went out to pick up Baitao.
The place where the two ate was a high-end local western restaurant.
This western restaurant is the most expensive and has the best reviews, so the ancestors immediately fell in love with it!
Reserved tables are by the floor-to-ceiling windows.
"Master Madara..." Mochizuki Baitao hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "You haven't eaten Western food yet, have you?"
There should be no such food in the ninja world.
"..." Uchiha Madara, "No."
Mochizuki Baitao picked up the knife and fork in his hand: "This is how it is used."
Not directly poked!
She can probably guess a little bit, why this big man is obviously not interested in these dishes, but he still brought her here specially.
Thinking about it, when I raised my eyes, I saw a pair of scarlet Sharingan on the opposite side.
Baitao: "..."
It's just a Western meal, old ancestor, do you need to learn Sharingan? !
The atmosphere in the high-end western restaurant is peaceful and serene, with unspeakable elegance.
Baitao's eyes moved up slightly, and she glanced at the man opposite him from the corner of her eye.
Uchiha Madara's every move is very elegant and decent, perhaps because Uchiha is a big family in the ninja world, even a man who has come out of the battlefield is very suitable for this elegant atmosphere.
"Is there anything else you want to eat?" Sensing her gaze, Uchiha Madara asked.
Mochizuki Baitao shook her head.
Uchiha Madara continued to eat with his head down, and implemented the upbringing of eating without words very well.
From Baitao's point of view, this is the case.
……However, it is not.
Thinking of the words I was going to put on the cake... The man kept his expression on his face, but his palms wrapped in black gloves were slightly sweating.
Uchiha Madara never thought that he would also feel nervous.
Under the table that Baitao couldn't see, he secretly sent a text message to Qianshou Zhujian: [Why don't you come? ! 】
This idiot, don't lose the chain at a critical moment!
At this time, the two were having a candlelight dinner in a high-end restaurant, while Senjujuma, who had been reduced to a coolie, was running wildly on the busy street during the evening rush hour.
【almost there! 】
The cake must not miss a little bit!
Or Madara will kill him!
It's hard to embarrass a big man like him!
……
Mochizuki Baitao felt that her ancestor was a little strange today.
No, it is very strange.
This person can usually eat some military food pills, why is it so slow to eat a western meal?Do you want to enjoy the last supper in this world?
And it seems that there is something on his mind...
"Master Madara, do you have something else to do?" She asked, "How about we leave now?"
Anyway, it's almost enough to eat.
"...No." Uchiha Madara said calmly.
Divide the steak in half again on the plate.
Baitao: "..."
"spot!!!"
When Uchiha Madara was already thinking about how to cut Senju Zhujian into pieces after going back, the man finally came late.
"Your cake!" Senju Hashirama, who rushed like lightning, went back like lightning, "I'll withdraw first!"
He's so in the way here.
10 minutes later than the agreed time, but still in time.
Uchiha Madara snorted coldly, and handed the cake box to Baitao.
Mochizuki Baitao: "This is...?"
The ancestor raised his chin proudly: "Your birthday."
Baitao was startled, then smiled: "Thank you."
It turned out to be the case.
Unexpectedly, when Zhong Ye mentioned it casually, Lord Ban actually remembered it and prepared so much.
A moved, but slightly swollen and slightly sour emotion rippled in his chest.
Facing Uchiha Madara's gaze, she was puzzled: "Shall we dismantle it now?"
Can I still eat...?
It's a little hard for me, fat tiger...
Uchiha Madara nodded.
Not wanting to let down the kindness of the ancestors, Mochizuki Baitao officially opened the box!
She didn't notice that the man was staring at her firmly at this time, not letting go of any slight changes in her expression, the red light in his pupils fluctuated, as if he was nervously waiting for something, vaguely looking forward to something.
Madara: A Little Nervous.jpg
Mochizuki Baitao finally opened the cake box.
She looked at the cake, gave out an admiration, smiled at Madara Uchiha, and said sweetly again: "Thank you Madara~"
"..."
……Um?
Baitao's reaction was different from what he had imagined!
Although Uchiha Madara knows that Baitao is the type who can be calm no matter what happens, but at this time he really doesn't want to see her calm.
He walked up to Baitao and took a look.
The cake was the one he picked, that's right, Hashirama was also intact, and the packaging was also from Takamatsuya's, but there was no writing on it! ! !
What's happening here? !
Uchiha Madara lowered his face.
"..."
Mochizuki Baitao really doesn't understand: What's the matter with the old ancestor? First, he acted like he had something on his mind but didn't talk about it, but now he just let out a murderous look...
"what happened?"
"..." Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth, "It's nothing."
He suppressed his anger and said softly, "Eat."
After going back, I will settle accounts with Senshou Zhujian slowly.
He was about to go back and sit down, but the ground suddenly shook, the tables and chairs swayed, the goblets made clinking sounds, and tableware smashed to the ground from time to time.
are common earthquakes.
It's just that the magnitude of the earthquake this time was obviously stronger than the previous few times, and many people in the restaurant had already rushed out.
Mochizuki Baitao also stood up, and said to Uchiha Madara: "Go out first—"
A more violent shaking suddenly hit——
Baitao's feet were unsteady.
Originally, Madara was leaning against the table, and she was in the aisle next to Madara. Such a slip caused her to jump directly on the other side, with her arms left and right, propped on the table behind Uchiha Madara on both sides.
Uchiha Madara: "..."
Perhaps Xiaoshuai can add another [table dong] to his "~dong" list.
... but in reverse.
Almost at the same time, there was a soft and warm touch, sliding gently against his cheek.
Mochizuki Baitao: "..."
Uchiha Madara: "..."
Fuck, what the brat said makes sense!
The chandelier on the top shook violently, and finally hit Susano.
In the panicked crowd, the two remained in this posture, as if the pause button had been pressed.
It's like separating another space that is completely silent.
According to her height, this movement is really difficult.But this time Master Madara was already leaning against the table, and because of the earthquake, she leaned back slightly, and she pounced on her feet again.
So, accidentally...
kissed...
face.
Mochizuki Baitao raised her head a little helplessly, and was facing the man's eyes as deep as night, like a huge whirlpool, trying to suck her soul into it.The original "sorry" circulated in his throat, and he couldn't say it.
Stare for a long time.
It seems like ten thousand years at a glance, and it seems like this moment is forever.
……
The shaking gradually became smaller.
The whole process is only a few tens of seconds.
It stands to reason that he should seize the opportunity to leave at this time, at least leave this dangerous position, but neither of them seemed to want to break.
- I don't want you to go.
--do not leave.
Forget those responsibilities...
Just for a while, just for a while.
"..." Uchiha Madara pursed his lips.
The girl who was as tall as his chest suddenly stood on tiptoe again, and the same touch as before fell on her cheek again.
A superficial kiss on the cheek.
Facing the man's seemingly expressionless face, she frowned, "Take it as a farewell."
Since we are going to part ways, let her be a little willful~
Anyway, when I come back after saving Quan Nai, I won't have any contact with him again...
They are two worlds, two parallel lines, and because the world lines are disordered, there is an intersection.
This in itself is accidental.
The man's eyes were gloomy, and he moved his palm holding the edge of the table, resisting some kind of impulse of his own.
After saying this, Baitao got up.
The two walked out of the restaurant.
Uchiha Madara delivered his car to Baitao, before leaving, he said, "There is something for you in the trunk."
Arriving at the parking lot downstairs, I opened the trunk and took a look, Baitao: "..."
All I can say is that he really deserves to be Mr. Madara...
***
Detective agency dormitory.
boom!
The gate was photographed directly on the wall to make cakes.
"Madara, are you back?"
Senju Zhuma was sitting cross-legged on the tatami mat and playing games with Miaomi Teacher, turned his head and greeted him friendly.
Uchiha Madara came over, condescending, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter with the cake?"
Senshou Bashirama: "...Huh?"
Not good.
Play dumb!
"Did you change the cake?"
Cold sweat slid down the Thousand Hands Column.
was discovered...
And the culprit, the guy who was playing with him just now, disappeared long ago.
Against Uchiha Madara's low pressure, Senju Hashirama told the truth in detail——
After Madara left in the afternoon, he had been waiting at home for Madara's orders, but if he didn't pay attention, the cake was left with nothing but crumbs in the time it took to go to the toilet...
Teacher Cat was still licking melon seeds, "Human, this snack is really good."
Thousands of Hands: "..."
Ah ah ah ah ah!
pill!
There's only one hour left! ! !
He immediately went to the store according to the name printed on the cake box, asked the clerk to look through the order, dragged the baker here, and hurriedly ordered an identical one!
Rush fees and expensive cake fees have wiped out his savings for the past few days.
Senshou Bashima looked at the empty wallet, feeling bleak in his heart.
But there is no way, who is Madara is more important.
After that, Senju, the deliveryman, and Hashirama went to deliver the goods to Uchiha Madara again, sweating profusely.
After the task was completed, he breathed a sigh of relief.
That should make up for it, right?
Madara probably wouldn't say anything...
Unexpectedly, it was discovered...
But this is not right, what he wanted should be the same cake, logically there would be no mistakes.
After carefully noticing the anger and complexity on the little friend's face, Senju Zhuma hurriedly asked, "Is there something wrong, Madara?"
"..." Uchiha Madara took a deep breath and turned his back.
How could he possibly tell Senju Bashirama about this——
On that cake...
There is his confession! ! !
※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※
★Master Madara will go back tomorrow, Baitao will read fan letters to Master Madara, do you have anything you want to say to Master Madara or want to tease =v=
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