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

After watching the movie and having dinner, the two went for a walk on the beach together.

As the most prosperous coastal city, Yokohama's night sea is extremely beautiful.

Mochizuki Baitao took off her shoes, stepped barefoot on the beach, and stretched out her hand to him: "Madara!"

The background is the radiant sea.

Uchiha Madara thought that he would never forget this scene in his life.

Although it is summer, the seaside temperature is still a bit low at night.

It's nothing, just let it go.Baitao, who was wearing a dress, was thinking about it when a coat suddenly fell on her shoulders.

The man straightened her clothes without saying a word.

There was no expression on his face, but his actions unexpectedly didn't match his expression.

Mochizuki Baitao suddenly recalled that last time when she inadvertently mentioned something cold, the man answered solemnly——

"Wear more clothes when it's cold."

...It can be said that it is very maddened.

Now it has changed a lot.

After walking, Baitao wanted to go nearby to wash off the sand on her feet.Water faucets are specially set up for this purpose at the seaside, but... it seems a bit short?

Baitao frowned slightly.

The skirt she was wearing was relatively short, and there were a lot of people around, so it was not convenient to bend down to wash it.

Do you want to go back with a foot of sand...

While she was still thinking about what to do, the man holding her shoes came over suddenly, put the shoes aside, and then squatted down by the faucet.

The sound of rushing water sounded.

The hand that held the sword, the hand that formed the mudra, the hand that took countless lives, was holding her feet and washing them patiently.

Still the same as before, no words, no expression.

Uchiha Madara, who never hides his edge, has a good grasp of his strength at this time.Baitao can feel it.

The fine sand flows away with the current.

After a while, Mochizuki Baitao looked around, no one was there...

Weird.

"Where are people?" She wondered.

Wasn't it better just now?

Onlookers who disappeared without a trace: Why don't you leave and wait to be choked to death by dog ​​food? !Gray gray!

Goodbye!

"Don't move around." Uchiha Madara grabbed her ankle and said in a deep voice.

Is this guy so confident in his own balance ability? The golden rooster is still moving around independently.

Sure enough, in the next second, accompanied by an exclamation, the little girl's body fell backward——

I go!

Mr. Madara didn't have time to get angry anymore, so he quickly dodged to save others.

So, he was thrown down again.

"..." Lying on his back on the soft sand, Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth weakly.

Twice!

The little girl was pressing on him, with one hand across his chest and the other leaning her head, looking at him with a smile.

He was crushed twice!

Uchiha Madara: "You—"

It was intentional just now!

Baitao heard what he wanted to say, blinked her eyes, her eyes were shining like stars, "So what if it was on purpose?"

Continue to explore the edge of Mr. Madara's fried hair without fear of death.

Uchiha Madara's face sank.

With a soft cry, Mochizuki Baitao felt the world spinning for a while, and the situation turned around in an instant!

The insolent fried hair brush hangs down, separating a secret space, and falls on the cheek, feeling a little prickly.

The sand beneath him was soft.The floating sand slides with the wind, and the thin sound reaches the ears.

Uchiha Madara supported her in a completely suppressed posture, but he was very careful not to let his weight fall on her.

A bright moon rose above the sea, and the man turned his back to the moonlight, his face completely buried in the shadows.

No need to look, Mochizuki Baitao can guess what Master Madara's expression is now, and asks fearlessly, "Are you angry?"

For a long while, Uchiha Madara snorted coldly.

As a man, what's the point of always being oppressed?

You didn't care about her before, but now you're still pushing your nose on your face, right? !

He bowed his head to—

Strong, can't help but say.

This time, there were no damn fingers in his way.

Baitao: Of course, it's only three things, if you stop it, Mr. Ban will become angry from embarrassment.

Of course, there is also a hint of being moved by the other party in it.

On the bright moon, on the beach by the sea, the two exchanged a deep and long kiss.

Mochizuki Baitao could feel that there was a hint of rawness in the other party's domineering actions.

She raised an eyebrow.

As soon as the kiss was over, Uchiha Madara propped himself up, wondering why this man was so obedient today, when the little girl's voice came: "You are so bad at kissing, Mr. Madara~"

Is it really the first kiss~

After finishing speaking, smash it and smash it.

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Are you still playing with me? !

One day I will clean you up!

He sneered and leaned down again...

……

The ancestor's proud self-esteem and the mentality of being perfect in everything, doomed him not to tolerate any doubts!

I don't know how long it took before Mochizuki Baitao escaped from his confinement, sat up halfway, and patted the sand on his clothes, "A lot of sand ran in..."

She looked at the man who stood up: "Do you want to wash me too?"

Madara Uchiha was taken aback.

wash, wash?

Before his brain could react from this explosive voice, the little girl blinked again, "Just kidding," said with a smile, "No way~"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Why on earth did he fall in love with this kind of Pippi shrimp? !why why? !

The key... I can't control myself yet.

***

on the way home.

After sending Baitao home, Uchiha Madara will return to the ninja world first.

The two walked side by side, the warmth of their palms passing each other.

When he was about to get home, he passed by a flower shop that was still open, and Madara Uchiha stopped in his tracks.

"Master Madara?"

"Wait a moment."

After saying this, the man strode into the flower shop.

Mochizuki Baitao stood under the streetlight for a while, and a familiar figure came out of the darkness.

"Zhongye," Baitao was surprised, "You haven't gone back yet?"

"leader."

Nakahara Chuya's tone at the beginning is destined to not be an easy conversation, "Do you really want to be with this man?"

He saw it all.

"Otherwise?" Baitao asked back, "I'll make do with you?"

Zhong Yuan Zhongye's forehead twitched, "White Peach Mochizuki!"

"Shh, keep your voice down." Baitao laughed.

They had disguised themselves before they came to this world. Now that the truth is out, there is no need to hide, but they are outsiders after all, so it is better to be quiet.

Zhong also knew that he could not persuade her.

A sense of resentment and powerlessness welled up in my heart.

——Would it be impossible to protect what he wanted to protect in the end?

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered the brim of his hat, and his voice became much colder, "The leader... the handover from the mafia side, let's deal with it as soon as possible."

Hand it over to a worthy successor.

Then, you go to that world and have a good time with that man.

After all, as a good friend, in terms of personal feelings, he still hopes that Baitao will be happy.

This little girl had fought side by side with him in the Mafia for so many years and suffered a lot.

"Zhongye."

Baitao played with taste: "Who said I'm going to give up the Mafia?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his head, his ice blue pupils widened slightly, "You..."

Baitao supported her forehead and sighed: "Oh, I didn't expect Zhongye to have such a machismo mentality."

Do you think women should stay at home and take care of their husbands and children?

She can't do it.

Mochizuki Baitao took two steps forward and turned his back to him, "The link between Ninja World and the Mafia still exists, I will come to the Mafia every day—"

Turning his head, his eyes were firm, "Mafia, I will never give up!"

"..."

Zhongyuan was also stunned for a long time.

The trembling eyes slowly returned to calm.

I don't admit that because of the other party's words, I let go of most of my heart.

Another half is because of...

"That man—"

Will he agree?

Mochizuki Baitao raised her eyebrows, "How dare he have an opinion?"

Master Madara doesn't even care what you're doing?

Zhong Yuanzhong also pondered, but did not speak.

He knew that Baitao would always find a way.

Thinking about it, Baitao's quiet voice came: "Zhongye, in my heart, nothing can compare to you and the Mafia."

Zhong Yuan also trembled at his fingertips.

Suppressing the unspeakable complexity in his heart, he knelt down on one knee and performed a big gift from a subordinate to the leader.

Finally... still convinced by this person.

"Get up," Baitao said, "I don't want to see you so far."

Zhong Yuan also stood up.

The dignified atmosphere between the two disappeared, and the relaxation between friends was restored.

"Speaking of which, Chuya, if I get married, will you come to participate?" Baitao smiled.

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong said unhappily, "Don't come!"

"Hey~~~" Baitao's face was hurt, "It's too much, Zhongye."

"..."

"Zhongye is too indifferent to love, it seems that we need to arrange a few more blind dates for Zhongye."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Who is going too far!

"I want to get Chuya's blessing~ Zhongye is my best friend~"

Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his teeth, turned his head, and let out a "squeak".

"As you please!"

He is going back!

The man in the black suit waved his hand and disappeared into the streets of Yokohama.

……

Mochizuki Baitao watched the other party leave, only to find the person standing at the door of the flower shop with a bouquet of flowers when she turned her head. It seemed that she had been waiting for a long time.

She walked over.

The man's face sank like water.

Mochizuki White Peach:? ? ?

This... doesn't seem like you're going to send flowers?

what happened?

……

Time went back to when Uchiha Madara entered the flower shop.

As soon as he entered the flower shop, he felt a little dazzled.

Modern people have very advanced cultivation techniques. It is obviously not the flowering period, but there are all kinds of flowers clustered on the flower stand, competing to bloom.

The ancestor fell in love with the peach blossom branch at a glance.

"My guest, you have a good eye," the shop manager came over graciously, "Is it for a girlfriend? The flower language of peach blossom is 'the captive of love', so it's perfect!"

The ancestor looked away from the peach blossoms.

Hmph, captives or something... too unlucky!

No!

Finally, the old ancestor finally bought a large bouquet of flowers he was satisfied with, and walked out with his chin raised like a proud black swan, only to find that Baitao was talking to that little dwarf who came out of nowhere again!

Baitao's serious words reached her ears: "Zhongye, in my heart, nothing can compare to you and the Mafia."

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Ha ha.

Think back to the end.

He lowered his head, looked at the puzzled little girl in front of him, who was thinking about "how did he offend his ancestors again", and said in a cold voice, "Mafia—the most important thing?"

Can't compare to anything?