[Hokage] I'm Madara Uchiha

The completely liberated soul power breaks through the ban set on Sharingan, and the kaleidoscope is instantly upgraded to an eternal kaleidoscope. This majestic power shocks the mind, penetrates into the limbs and bones, and reverberates.In an instant, Madara only felt that the world was distorting and his body was breaking...

Even though his mind is far superior to ordinary people, he only persisted for less than half a minute.His mind and body were broken, and then he tried his best to help Senju Hashirama break through Uchiha En's illusion, exhausted his mental strength and fell into a severe coma again, and when he woke up, he was already lying here.

"This pair of eternal kaleidoscopes... can be regarded as a blessing in disguise." Madden drooped his eyes, and then opened them, the black turned into blood, and the pattern of the hexagram was quietly embedded in the middle of the blood jade, mysterious and enchanting.

The magnificent brilliance flowing in these eyes made people unable to help but indulge in them, and even Zhu Jian was in a trance for a moment.After the trance, he concentrated on feeling the powerful power that was ready to go.

The legendary and powerful Eternal Kaleidoscope naturally makes people want to find out, but this is not the most important thing right now.

"You exchanged your soul for... the future of the world?"

"Absurd, isn't it?" Madara smiled slightly. "But it's true."

"It's not that I don't believe it..." Hashirama felt that his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak, and he didn't know what to say for a moment, his words were so weak.

The truth of the world had a great impact on him, and Madara's sacrifice made him feel sore and painful beyond words, but if he was allowed to choose, the result would be the same.The most uncomfortable thing in life is not what you can't do, but what you have to do.

This truth, Hashirama understands, Madara also understands.

So Madara changed the subject: "Aren't you curious?"

"What are you curious about..." Hashirama muffled.

"I was reincarnated from another world."

"I'm only identifying you, it has nothing to do with identity."

Madara leaned on the bed and laughed, touched her chest with a smile and took a few breaths before recovering, looking at Hashirama with bright eyes: "I didn't mean that, idiot...forget it."

The intimacy contained in this "stupid" made Hashirama blush slightly.

"I've always wanted to say that." Ban Han said with a smile.

"Hey, I'm not too stupid..." Hashirama Xiaoxiao retorted.He thought that his mind could not be compared with the evildoer in front of him, at least it was above normal level.

"Because of inexplicably insisting on giving up visible benefits, not chasing after things that others are chasing after, and giving up his life for illusory ideals, what is it, not a fool?" Madara propped his chin, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, "But, also Only a fool like you can create new history."

Hashirama looked at him unconsciously, Madara smiled slightly without explaining.

It's not surprising that the future is like that.Madara even felt that it was a matter of course that in the future Senjujuma would be able to build Konoha, stabilize the situation on the mainland, and even win that Uchiha Madara in the end.

Ordinary people think that good people are weak, gentlemen can be deceived, and those with big ideals are unrealistic; therefore, there are many people in the world who are fierce and fierce, profit-seeking people, short-sighted, untrustworthy and treacherous people.They not only regard this as their living creed, but also ridicule the kindness of good people, the virtue of a gentleman, the persistence of believers, and the hope of those with aspirations.Standing up all defenses to face the world, not daring to think, not to do, not to take on, not to fail, not to be able to let go—it is precisely because of this that the achievements of these people stop here.

There is only one Senshouzhujian in this world.

Madara raised her eyebrows slightly to look into his dark eyes, and placed a light kiss on his lips.The opponent's body trembled slightly, and he hugged him backhanded.

"spot……?"

"Don't talk about the success, don't complain about the success, and let the past go. The most important thing is the present."

The tip of his nose touched his cheek and slowly rubbed, and the breath he exhaled slipped slightly from his eyes to the corners of his lips while speaking.In an unserious atmosphere, no matter how serious the words are, they will have deep meanings.

At the same time, the two remembered the unfinished... things.

There is no need to think too much about the original desire of human beings, and it will come naturally.With this face-to-face posture, Madara slowly moved down, stopping at the deadliest neck.

Hashirama's hand holding him tightened, and the protrusion of his throat slid up and down due to tension.Madara opened his mouth, and the slightly pointed canine teeth rubbed against his Adam's apple like a dagger being polished on a whetstone, fluctuating up and down, sometimes light and sometimes heavy.

——This beauty with drooping brows and ambiguous eyes, this man bent down and within reach, this former opponent and enemy who put his sharp teeth on his deadly place, this existence that countless people look up to or fear, Lying in his arms in the most vulnerable and dangerous posture, the joy in his heart spread more and more wantonly under some inexplicable sense of taboo.

The heat rose sharply, and the sanity was crumbling.

Those eyes that are close at hand are glowing with a magnificent red, and the sparkle of blood makes people intoxicated, like gorgeous red roses and coquettish Bana flowers, attracting people's desires and evil thoughts.

I don't know who started the action first.Where the fingers touch, the white scorpion that binds the waist flutters down; where the lips and teeth gnaw, the solid-color cross-collared top opens up to a beautiful view; the loose long hair is intertwined, and with a slight movement, it skims over jjj's skin , this coldness is next to the scorching heat, it is the ultimate temptation to scratch the itchy spot but not to satisfy it.

There is always a certain moment when the judgment of morality and the vision of the world are so feeble.These things that are only available after the construction of human society are nothing at the very beginning.

Intercourse|combination is the instinct of animal nature, and intercourse|combination with the one you love is the instinct of human nature.No one can deny instinct, as long as he is a man.

Passion | Desire exploded in my mind, my usually calm and sharp eyes blurred, the pattern of the same color on the wall of the Japanese room became blurred, and the pattern on the tatami blurred into a large color block.The heat, the panting, the beating of the heart engulfed the whole world, and everything was unreal except the person he touched, heard, and heard.

The body melted in the heat of desire, the consciousness sank infinitely, but the soul floated up gently.Unconsciously whispering the lover's name in his mouth, a messy scene flashed in his mind: Madara who looked at him in tacit understanding when they first met, Madara who was calm and proud in the Snow Country, Madara who was decisive in negotiations, and Madara who wandered to another country. The relaxed and funny Madara who was relieved of the burden in the world, and the smiling Madara who stared tenderly at inadvertently... These fragments were mixed and mixed, and then exploded with a bang, leaving nothing left in the vast expanse.

— don't think about anything.

This person is by your side, in your hands, what else do you need to remember?

No, I seem to have forgotten something?

- Nothing has to be remembered.

No, something is wrong.

—Follow your instincts.

The blood-colored pupils stared at him like a whispering demon: Since this ridiculous world is just a play, why should you be reserved?Drunk, as the body craves; indulged, as if you will die tomorrow; degenerate, as if the world is about to end...

Hashirama seemed to feel that something was broken in his heart, and there was a sudden light from body to soul.

There is a destructive joy in this shuddering ease.Like a kite that has broken free from a thin string, it rises leisurely, and it also seems to jump off a cliff and fall sharply.

There is no sky above, no ground below, and the surrounding tide is vast.Nothing can support his will, only desire is real.

Dripping freely.

It is a fact, not a sin, that human nature tends toward depravity.

Has not the strength to rise come from the fall?

As good as a person is, he wants to see the abyss of evil.As much fear as breaking through the shackles of the heart, so much pleasure is taboo.

What's more, the two of them are not good in the traditional sense: Madara is detached, and Hashirama is tolerant.

At this moment, only each other is left.

……

In the courtyard, the maid carrying porridge and side dishes froze in embarrassment, and Uchiha Yan, who had just rushed back, had an expression other than calmness on his face for the first time.

His paralyzed face cracked open with a crack.

Qian, hand, column, room!

The Patriarch is still weak, you actually did it!Where is your sanity!What about your morals!Inhumane!shameless!As for the possibility of his wise and omnipotent Patriarch seducing Senshou Bashirama... Ha ha.

Uchiha En turned his head away, resolutely ignored his intuition, and did not hesitate to label someone in the room as inferior to a beast.

Being able to sit on the chair of "Uchiha Madara's No. [-] Delicious Subordinate", in addition to the rational loyalty that Madara appreciates, Uchiha Yan also possesses the essential qualities of every guard member: sensible!

Specifically, even if he stabbed Senjujuma [-] knives in his heart, he could order the maid in an orderly manner when he turned around, and re-prepared food and hot water for bathing.Then he waited in the side hall with a serious business face.

Of course Madara knew Uchiha Yan was coming, and he didn't stop.Zhujian struggled a bit, but was pressed down by the thin but not weak white jade wrist.

"Leave him alone..." Madara whispered in his ear, her eyes turning red.The condensed focus in Hashirama's pupils dissipated again.

——Master Patriarch!You use Sharingan for this kind of thing, the Uchihas will cry!

After the cloud collected the rain, he enjoyed another soup bath arranged by Uchiha Yan, and the head of the Uchiha family slowly put on his coat.In front of you is a table of tonic soup and nutritious porridge with all kinds of color, flavor and taste.Madara brought over her own bowl of white porridge, and pushed all the good things to Hashirama with a smile, with a rather flattering expression on her face.

After Hashirama woke up from the affair, the low air pressure continued.He has super recovery power, and the other party is his lover, so what he is angry with is naturally not about small problems such as going to bed and getting on and off.

What made him angry was that Madara was messing around!

"You dare to do it in such a weak body!" Once the face of the neighbor's brother who is usually gentle and stern, he is not angry and arrogant, "I have used Sharingan, huh?" It is quite a true biography of Uchiha Madara intimidating his subordinates.

Someone just got up after lying in bed for four days, and they are exercising vigorously and using Sharingan. The load on the body is undoubtedly huge.

Madara didn't take it seriously: "I know my physical condition."

What's with this tone of "I'm stepping on the bottom line and I won't play myself badly"!Hashirama's eyes darkened a little, and Madara's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and his body reflexively made an alert gesture.Unexpectedly, the other party just sighed, turned his head slightly, and his lowered voice indicated his unwavering persistence: "No matter what, don't do this kind of thing in the future."

"Oh, what kind of thing?" Madara smiled subtly.

Between the pillars: ...

As it turns out, Senju Hashima has always had a hard time keeping a straight face with a man named Uchiha Madara.Whether it's "don't do that next time when you're not in good health" or "don't use Sharingan to seduce | seduce me" are not sentences that Senju Zhuma can utter—it's simply a shame to compare with Bambi's lower limit. too naive!

Although the surface is very serious, Hashirama is actually regretful and guilty in his heart.

Under normal circumstances, he would never be with a weak person... Well, this time, it was obvious that Madara made the first move, and even used Sharingan illegally.Even when he is in love, and has a cheating device that has just been upgraded to eternity, the saint will not be able to control it.

But after everything passed, he was refreshed, but Madara's condition became even worse-no one knew better than him whether a person's body was really good or not.After bathing, Madara was wearing a white silk bathrobe, with his long hair hanging loose and leaning against the soft couch. Under the contrast of black and white, he looked even thinner and weaker. He looked lazy and weak, as if he was the person just below.

Hashirama habitually takes responsibility for things, especially when it involves his lover, and Hashirama has no choice but to blame himself.

Madara is happy to see Hashirama pay for her willfulness, but she doesn't want him to feel so guilty anymore. "I know how to measure."

Hashirama expressed his doubts about "property" with his eyes.

...The sweetheart is more difficult to fool than before, how can it be broken?The corner of Madara's mouth twitched cryptically, only to change to a more clear statement: "It won't happen next time, definitely."

The column looked back.

"However... Sharingan is a good fun prop, you can have this." Madara put down the bowl and said suddenly.

Hashirama: ...cough cough cough!

"Hurry up and eat, Lord Yan has been waiting outside for a long time."

Hashirama-kun said: He doesn't want to see that Uchiha who has been listening to the corner for a long time!

The author has something to say:******

Lord Yan, is it really okay to just ignore the truth like this?

Mr. Hashirama said that he was lying on the gun_(:3」∠)_

Mr. Ban touched his eyes, smiled and said nothing.

As for the broken one, it's Madara's integrity and Hashirama-kun's lower limit... [Candle]