Your lunch is mine

Madara Uchiha stands by the river, away from his family's residence, next to his newest friend.

A person...about the same age, with a hairstyle similar to a kappa's head, and a person who is dressed in dirt. (Mark's evaluation)

The two didn't share surnames, and they didn't know which ninja family the other was from, so they were able to let go of these things and just make friends based on interest.

This is really a very rare thing in this era. Ordinary children are not so bold, and bold children are not lacking in vigilance.

In short, the two met and got to know each other wonderfully, and they had a pretty good chat.

"So, what are you worrying about..."

Senju Bashima sat by the river bed and looked up and down Uchiha Madara.

"How do you know I'm worried?"

Uchiha Madara glanced at Senju Hashirama, seemingly unwilling to admit it.

"But Madara, your distress is very obvious now."

Senshou Zhujian said what he saw without hesitation.

"Tell me, Madara, you also enlightened me when I was troubled before."

"It was your own problem before."

Uchiha Madara directly started mouth poison mode.

"Do you think everyone is as depressed as you are?"

Thousands of Hands: "..."

"I'm really sorry..."

Senju Zhuma lowered his head, his face was full of depression, and even his voice became dejected.

"That's just how I am, it's normal to be disgusted..."

"Hey! That's the only thing you hate!"

Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth and suppressed the movement of wanting to punch the opponent's head, and spoke bitterly.

"I told you before about the situation of my brother."

"I remember."

Chijujuma nodded.

That time, a younger brother in his family died, and he met him here because he was in a bad mood, and they said it when they were chatting.

"You said you had five children in your family."

There is another [once] behind it, but there is no need to say this kind of premise.

"How should I put it, my family has recently added a child who I don't know how to count."

Madara Uchiha frowned, looking extremely troubled.

"Suddenly, there is one more, that's the feeling."

"Your parents... gave birth to another child?"

The information is not enough, Senshou Zhuma can only guess like this.

"It's enough to add brothers and sisters to the family and work hard to protect them. You said you have younger brothers in your family, so you should be familiar with this kind of thing."

Just like how he, as the eldest son, has become quite familiar with how to take care of his younger brother.

"No, it's not my parents this time, and it's not my brother either."

After all, things about the alliance cannot be said, and Uchiha Madara thought about describing it.

"Father, he...adopted a kid."

Anyway, he is already a member of Uchiha, and this description is similar.

"No, not brother!"

Qian Shouzhujian's attention was completely taken away by this sentence, and his voice could not help but increase because of the meaning contained in it for a few seconds.

"That's my sister! Madara, you actually have a sister!!!"

God knows his family is full of younger brothers!Madara also said before that his family is also full of men, as if the families on both sides are occupied by men.

Unexpectedly, the other party had an extra sister without saying a word!

Seeing the shock and envy on Senshou Zhuma's face, the expression that was a little bit tangled suddenly turned into complacency.

"Hmph, it's just a little devil adopted by my father."

"That's my sister too, that's my sister!"

As Qianshou Zhujian spoke, he suddenly felt sad.

"I really want it too. It must be different from my younger brother's feeling, right? Isn't it so cute and soft in vain?"

"If you want it, let your father adopt it. Don't be ashamed here."

Uchiha Madara snorted softly, but also answered the other party's question.

"Bai is indeed, if you are soft..."

He recalled the feeling when he was carrying the little devil's head, but he didn't deny it.

"It's really different from others. As for cuteness..."

He also remembered that the other party moved away when he approached, and even said something messy like "Our hearts will be far away", and he resolutely rejected it.

"It's not cute, and the weak ones will die."

Thinking of Migen Aoi who couldn't move halfway across the house, Madara Uchiha repeated it emphatically.

"Not cute at all!"

"puff--"

"Hey! What are you laughing at!"

Seeing that Senju Bashima not only laughed but even laughed out loud, Madara Uchiha was instantly dissatisfied.

"No, I'm just sighing."

Qianshou Zhujian smiled and said to the point.

"I've said so much, but you don't actually hate her, Madara, do you? Instead, it's more like you're having a fight."

Repeating "not cute" twice is simply telling others that he is having a fight.

"How could I be in trouble with the little devil?"

Uchiha Madara refuses to acknowledge this fact.

"It's because she's too weak, I don't like weak ones, you know, Hashirama."

Speaking of this, his expression was extremely serious.

"Too weak to survive."

Senju Zhuma suddenly fell silent, he knew very well what Uchiha Madara meant.

In such a war, being weak means death, even if there is a little bit of luck, it is not a long-term thing after all.

Even the parents will judge the strength of the children, and then subconsciously pay more attention to the one who is more likely to survive.

It's not that it's unfeeling, but because it's something that can't be helped, because the war has caused people to be like this.

After a long time, Senshou Zhujian asked a question.

"Will she be a ninja?"

If it's just purely weak and doesn't need to be mentioned specifically, then Madara's so-called "weakness" should be to a certain extent.

——The extent that it cannot be strengthened.

"will not."

Uchiha Madara answered quite simply, after all, this is the judgment made by the patriarch of the Yuyi clan himself.

"Then you don't have to worry too much, do you?"

Qianshou Zhujian was thoughtful.

"Not being able to become a ninja is also a good thing from a certain point of view, so that you don't have to do missions to go to the battlefield, which means you avoid a lot of danger."

Although the morals of the world are not very friendly to commoners who are powerless, as long as they don't stay too far from the family residence, it is almost impossible to encounter any danger.

"Maybe it will live longer than many ninjas? If you take good care of it, it should be like an ideal child who has never been exposed to war in the future, right?"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

There was silence in the air again for a while, and Senju Bashima didn't get a reply for a long time, so he couldn't help but looked up, only to find that Uchiha Madara standing next to him was looking at himself with a rather strange gaze.

Then... It was a very familiar poisonous sentence.

"You still say something useful sometimes."

Thousands of Hands: "..."

"I'm really sorry..."

Senju Zhuma hugged his knees, his face full of depression.

"That's just how I am, always whimsical..."

"I'm praising you, hello!"

Uchiha Madara slapped the opponent heavily on the shoulder, sat next to Hashirama, and raised the corners of his lips.

"Really, don't always look like this. I'm really praising you this time. It's a good idea."

"You feel good too, don't you?"

The depression on Senshou Zhujian's face disappeared instantly, and a smiling face replaced it.

"So don't be awkward, it's obviously such a good thing."

"Again, I didn't quarrel."

Uchiha Madara looked at Senjujuma with dangerous eyes.

"Even if my brother goes to her instead of with me after training, I don't care at all!"

After listening to Senshou Zhujian, his eyes were complicated and he hesitated to speak.

"Madara, aren't you..."

Was it exposed all at once?And you obviously care about it.

"What is it?"

Feeling the sharper eyes of his little friend, Senshou Zhuma sighed, and began to think of a way instead.

"Can't you go with your brother?"

You can see that you don't hate each other, and then you complain that your brother won't play with you, it seems that you don't want your brother to go.

In fact, you obviously want to go, but because your younger brother won't take you, you can't save face and say let's go together!

"Hmph, I'm not that naive."

Uchiha Madara refused to admit it.

"Father asked my younger brother to take care of her more, but he didn't tell me to take care of her more."

Thousands of Hands: "..."

Are you sure?Your childishness has clearly reached a certain limit, otherwise why would you be troubled by this kind of "childish" thing like [brother and new sister play together without me]?

"real."

Senjuzhuma sincerely recommends.

"Be honest, Madara."

You see, when you and I can talk about our ideals together, why are you so... naive when you get to your family?Go back and hurry to join your younger brothers and sisters, don't act like you don't take me to play in private, I will remember!

"I reject."

Madara Uchiha does not enter.

"I don't want to be as stupid as you are."

Thousands of Hands: "..."

"So I'm stupid in your heart..."

He hugged his knees tightly and sank down again.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so stupid..."

"Pillar Room!"

Uchiha Madara was angry.

"You support me and don't do this again!!!"

How many times is it today?Depression also has a limit ah hey!

While the two of them were talking, a strange voice suddenly came from the forest behind them.The two stood up and turned their heads in an instant, looking warily at the source of the sound.

"Salsa—ka—"

The sound of the friction between the cloth and the grass, and the light sound of the footsteps falling on the ground and colliding with the stones, can be said to be undisguised, exposed to the senses of the two people.

It's just that one is extremely obvious, and the other is hidden, almost inaudible.

The voice was getting closer and closer, until a figure came out of the dense woods and grass, and the expressions of the two vigilant people changed instantly.

"Quanna? And the kid!"

Madara Uchiha couldn't hide his shock.

"How did you find this place! It's dangerous outside!"

"This, is this your younger sibling?"

Senju Zhuma looked at the two people who had just found him, then at Uchiha Madara, and then at the two children again, equally shocked.

The one with black hair can be seen as a brother at a glance, but what about the little girl?Why are the blond blue eyes completely different from the black hair and black eyes?

Isn't adoption generally the adoption of children of close relatives?It is impossible for the ninja family to casually adopt children without their own family blood.

Qianshouzhujian fell into deep thought, Qianshouzhujian had a difficult association, and Qianshouzhujian suddenly realized.

Speaking of which, he had this kind of situation in his own family. For example, he has black hair, his younger brother has white hair, and another younger brother has half black and half white hair.

so……

"spot."

Senshou Zhuma asked calmly.

"Is your sister mutated too?"

Uchiha Madara:? ? ? ? ?