[Hokage] I'm Madara Uchiha

Early in the morning, Uchiha Madara's eyelids twitched violently.

There is no saying in this world that the left eye jumps for money and the right eye jumps for disaster. Uchiha Madara rubbed his eyes, and naturally attributed the reason to the recent excessive use of eyes.

In order to control the situation in the Land of Thunder and reduce the pressure of other countries on the Land of Fire and Konoha, he frequently took action to deal with those bastards, even if he killed too many ants, he would be tired, and at the beginning of the month he had a big fight with another "Uchiha Madara" In a fight, both of them were very...ruthless!

——There are a lot of obvious injuries, but more hidden injuries, where the fatal ones will be beaten.How should I put it, I am worthy of being my "self" in another world!

Appearing to be fine on the surface, he rested for a full week afterwards.What comforted him a little was that the other party hadn't been able to go out until today.

In my heart, I have firmly remembered the restless members of the Kingdom of Thunder and Madara from another world. The morning wind mixed with the smell of grass and trees, blowing away the irritability in my heart.The footsteps paused for a moment at the fork in the road, and turned in the other direction.He decided not to leave the mission today.

Bypassing the house of the branch family, and separated by a tree-lined path is the family training ground.There are cherry blossoms planted along the road, and it is early summer at this time, and the cherry blossom trees with short flowering period have not left even the residual red falling.

"Cherry blossoms...the flowering period is too short, it's better to plant some peach blossoms." A regretful voice came from not far away.Uchiha Madara heard the words and subconsciously looked at the bare branches of the cherry tree, it was really not good-wait!Such a familiar voice...

Walking quickly through the shade of the trees, I happened to meet someone in a purple-patterned suit with a white background at the corner.

The opponent turned slightly sideways, meeting Uchiha Madara's eyes.I saw him slowly smoothing out the tiny folds on the cuffs of the fancy dress, and the precious glass bead inlaid on the hair crown just reflected the sunlight, bright and clear, flowing in an instant, dazzling people's eyes.Then he smiled, "Good morning."

It's a pity that the winking eyes are thrown to the blind, no matter how beautiful the smile is, Uchiha Madara's eyes are full of evil intentions!

"It's you?!" Uchiha Madara's face immediately sank, "Who let you in, this is not your Uchiha's house!" The words were said to Madara, but sharp eyes shot at Uchiha next to the other party line one.

As if being choked by the murderous intent in his eyes, Uchiha Yuki couldn't resist the coercion of the Patriarch, his back was dripping with cold sweat, and his legs were so weak that he almost couldn't stand up.Madara stepped forward indiscriminately, helping him to block most of the pressure. "It's Hokage's arrangement."

"Senju Bashirama!" Uchiha Madara snorted coldly, but he didn't object any more. He looked at someone who was not wearing a ninja at all, with a sneer on his lips, and ordered Uchiha Yuki: "Take He brought him to the guest house."

The guest house is a place for outsiders to live in. During the war, it was used as a temporary medical office. After the war, it has not been used for a long time. The conditions are not as good as the houses of the people of the same family. The current environment is even more conceivable.Although there are still vacancies in the inner house...he just doesn't want to cheap him!

Madara smiled slightly: "There is still a vacant room next to your house. The original meaning is that it is more convenient for me to live next to you."

Uchiha Madara's air pressure suddenly dropped by a level!

Madara smiled slightly, full of indescribable provocation.

Uchiha Xingichi no longer dared to look directly at his Patriarch, and he just felt that there was no light in the middle of the two Patriarchs - he didn't want to be a victim of the two-man fight!For a moment, I felt a gust of wind passing by, Uchiha Madarato said without looking back, "Take him there!"

Madara watched him leave, hooked the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, and turned to Uchiha: "Let's go."

"Yes, Madara... Madara-sama."

The first generation arranged him next to Uchiha Madara, just to let Uchiha Madara restrain him.Visitors from another world, no matter how similar they are, are not the real "self" after all.They can trust [-]% of the generous Hashirama, but they are completely different from Uchiha Madara here... It would be good to have [-]% trust.Uchiha Madara's political methods here may not be smooth, but he is also a master at guessing people's hearts, so he naturally knows the intention of the first generation.

That's right, after all, he is a powerhouse standing at the pinnacle of illusion in this world, how could it be as simple as it seems on the surface.

After half a month of testing, the first generation can get information about themselves from Hashirama.It is not scary to have power, what is scary is to have both wisdom and strength.For such a person, even if Hashirama said all good things, it would not be able to stop others from being suspicious.

Madara thought while casually scanning his surroundings.Soon, only Uchiha Xing said: "Master Madara, we are here."

Madara nodded slightly, pushed the door open and entered.

This is part of the patriarch's main house, so it's naturally one of the best rooms, and Madara didn't have much hope at first, and in fact it was.Japanese culture always advocates simplicity and simplicity, and the ninja family pays attention to force and seldom cares about other things.The interior of the whole house is nothing but a complete set of daily necessities. It is clean and refreshing at best, but monotonous and boring at worst.

Go to the window, facing a cherry tree.Gently touching the exquisite carvings on the window frame, Madara sighed in his heart: This arrangement is a waste of the carpenter's work enthusiasm and professionalism.

Uchiha Xingyi said cautiously: "Master Madara, what else do you need?"

Even though this Madara-sama has been acting relatively mild, Uchiha Xingichi did not relax for a moment.Inheriting his grandfather Uchiha Tai's cautiousness, he always warned himself: This is a strong man who is on par with his own patriarch.

——Others don't know the moisture of this "tie". After all, it is not an honor to be counted.Uchiha Madara disdain to explain, Madara will not explain.

Madara turned around, and Uchiha Yuki's back shivered with that smiling smile: "Yes~"

For countless days and nights after that, Uchiha Yukiichi reflected on why he was so ungrateful at that time!

"Dug out the cherry blossom tree and replace it with a peach blossom tree... No, instead of planting it in place, move it to the right. This way it will be at the most comfortable viewpoint when looking out from the window."

"The pot of the potted flower has been changed. How can white match pure black? I don't live in a mourning hall."

"Who bought this flower? Why is it bright yellow? What I want is bright yellow—I changed it in the past."

"Don't hang all the Xiang curtains down, just a quarter of them."

"Don't put this pot of lily orchid on the window, put it in the corner."

……

Madara sat in the middle of the room, with a faint smile on his lips, holding a teacup and slowly sipping tea, taking the time to instruct the Uchiha people to go around busy.Seeing the group of big and small rabbit eyes in his family, he couldn't help but secretly bully him, this bad taste was brought to another world.

"Master Madara, the painting has been bought."

Looking up, it was an "acquaintance" again.Madara narrowed his eyes, "Uchiha Yan?"

Uchiha En's expression was calm, and he exuded the killing spirit of an elite ninja, "Yes, Uchiha En. But it's not the Uchiha En of the adults."

The blunt answer that didn't give any face was beyond Madara's expectation.Except for the people he is loyal to, everyone else is a floating cloud. This is Uchiha Yan's character.Madara smiled silently, "Strong intuition?"

"Yes, my lord."

There was a moment of silence, the drooping eyes blew lightly on the water in the teacup, and the light green clear rippled with thin lines.He didn't say anything more, just ordered lightly: "Go and install the painting."

Uchiha Yan took the painting, turned and left without hesitation.Madara's half-downcast eyes showed no emotion.

...Really, I kind of miss those trouble-making rabbits.

Uchiha Madara returned to the main house from the training ground, almost thinking he was in the wrong place.He stopped a clansman: "What happened?"

The clansman said with a bitter face, "Madara-sama—no, no, it's that Madara-sama—who is decorating the room."

Uchiha Madara felt his eyelids start to twitch again.He entered the room in two steps in three steps, and the busy clansmen fell silent for a moment, silently looking at someone sitting in the middle of the room.

Madara was very calm, without the slightest guilt of being caught on the spot, "What are you doing in a daze? Continue."

Uchiha Madara looked around, besides the leisurely and comfortable someone and the tossed clansman, there was also a room that had changed drastically—in all honesty, the house after being cleaned up by Madara was elegant and refined, and looked very pleasing to the eye— This doesn't mean he forgives someone's presumptuousness!

"You really don't think of yourself as an outsider!" Uchiha Madara sneered.The cold tone made the surrounding clansmen shiver.

Madara raised her head and smiled, responding to all changes without changing, "Would you like some tea?"

Facing the other self who was so angry that he didn't pay for his life, Uchiha Madara finally learned how to maintain self-restraint instead of cutting him with a fan.He said coldly: "Since you don't treat yourself as an outsider, then you must follow Uchiha's rules. Be quiet!"

Madara smiled and shook his index finger, "You're wrong, I'm not from the Uchiha family." No matter that Uchiha is not bound by him.He who initially acknowledged this family was just for a promise...

"It should be said that the Uchiha family is all mine."

Absolutely carry out his will and obey his orders; wherever the sword points, destiny lies.This is his Uchiha family.

Similar, after all, not.

"So?" Covering the handle of the fan with his fingers, Uchiha Madara's eyes became darker and colder.

Everyone in the room was frightened by the atmosphere that seemed like a war was about to break out, and slowly exited the room holding their breath.The two men who were confronting each other didn't pay those people any attention.

After a while, Madara suddenly smiled slightly, "The tea is cold, don't you want to drink it?"

Unexpectedly, Uchiha Madara sat on the other side of the coffee table on the tatami mat, and the fierce and stern aura settled down just now.

Madara lowered her head and began to brew another cup of tea, her movements were smooth and elegant, pleasing to the eye.The two sat in silence for half an hour.The two Uchiha Madara who had calmed down did not have the slightest difference in movement charm.

"The difference is so big. I don't know if other people have seen you like this." Madara looked at the man sitting opposite with great interest.Years have accumulated an indescribable melancholy around him, but this temperament is often concealed by his aggressive and sharp appearance. "At first I thought we were completely different, but now I'm not sure."

"Since there are two, of course they are different."

"Yeah." Madara sighed, "Fate is really interesting."

"You are just a passerby." Uchiha Madara said coldly, "Don't interfere with your life that doesn't belong to you."

"Don't worry, I won't take the initiative to say what I shouldn't say."

Uchiha Madara gave him a deep look, "That's the best."

"However... if the first generation asks, I don't guarantee that I will keep my mouth shut."

Uchiha Madara narrowed his eyes slowly, and said word by word: "Don't involve him."

It's not a negotiation, it's an order.

Madara's smile faded, and she refused in silence.

"Don't get him involved." Uchiha Madara repeated slowly, his eyes as cold as a knife's edge, "If you still want to go back to the original world."

"You sure know."

Madara Uchiha snorted coldly, "It's just a little bit, don't hold out too much hope."

"Thank you." The corners of Madara's lips were dizzy with a smile, and a different taste slowly appeared, "Besides, can you also tell me the secrets about the two worlds, Uchiha... Madara?"

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