[Hokage] On the Feasibility of Brother Control

A long, long time ago, Uchiha Madara, one of the great village builders of Konoha Ninja Village, knew a fact that was enough to subvert his outlook on life, so he suddenly overturned his three views and decided to publish a newspaper.

A long time ago, the old man Uchiha Madara, who was about to die, suddenly thought that if he saw that person after his death, he must beat that person severely first. Let's talk about other things in the last meal.

——Now, Uchiha Madara, who is dead, is fulfilling the goals he set for himself before his death with unprecedented seriousness.

but……

Isn't the white hair over there the prey of Uchiha Obito, you little bastard? ! "Xiaoyang" is so intimate, it's really annoying!Sure enough, the existence of white hair is the most hateful! ! !

The fan suddenly knocked against the thick vines, squinting at the side of the ninja coalition army, feeling that the white hair was an eyesore like never before.

"...too slack." The cold voice was blown into his ears by the wind, his pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand and waved the fan to resist, the fan collided with the blade, and the sound of metal impact was a bit harsh.

The two seemed to be fighting fiercely, which made it impossible for the onlookers to intervene, but they vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"Ah! They have been fighting with basic ninjutsu!" Pointing at the two fighting, Naruto reported his discovery to Kakashi in amazement, "And they didn't use ten tails either!"

Kakashi responded vaguely, his eyes still followed the boy in the fierce battle worriedly.In fact, many people have noticed what Naruto said, but the identity and strength of the visitor is too suspicious, and they don't know how to face it for a while.

This showdown of basic ninjutsu and physical skills ended with the boy kicking his younger brother flying. Although the body of the reincarnated dirt will not be injured, it is obvious that this is actually a big matter of face...

Standing leisurely with the knife hanging down, the boy sighed regretfully, and Kakashi came to him immediately without hesitation. "Xiaoyang, are you injured?"

Looking at Kakashi in surprise, Yang moved his wrist and smiled nonchalantly, "Hey, it's okay, it's just a lesson for an innocent child." Subtle, "I thought I'd made my point clear?"

Kakashi smiled wryly.

If the relationship of more than ten years can really be completely erased with a few words, maybe I won't be troubled for so long.But no matter how indifferent his words were and how incredible his identity was, the boy he watched growing up never really hurt himself and everything that was important to him.

"I promised to take care of you." He could only say so, then watched the boy raise his eyebrows and sneered.

"You're always clinging to something weird."

"But I..." Kakashi wanted to say something, but Madara, who was kicked away by no image, had returned to the battlefield. The vented anger quickly began to mount again.

"Are you really going to fight against me?" He glared proudly at the boy who was talking and laughing at Yanyan. His mood was extremely complicated. It was not only anger, but also grievances and inexplicable questions. Who will be able to capture half of his demeanor.

However, Yang, who had single-handedly raised this younger brother, could see through it with just one glance. He couldn't help but find it funny that even after so many years, even after transcending life and death, this "innocent younger brother" he called still hasn't improved much. It is still too easy to reveal the true emotions in front of the face.

Glancing at Juwei, judging from Juwei's current appearance and current situation, it seems that he still has plenty of time to deal with some things, and this naive and stupid brother... Although he was reincarnated from the dirt, but since he met him so rarely It’s better to educate them well—by the way, the bastard who dared to touch his brother’s body will be handed over to those guys who are in a hurry to chop meat sauce...

Lifting his chin slightly, Yang looked at Madara with a perfect smile, but his black eyes were as cold as icicles, but his voice was still gentle and inclusive, as if facing the helplessness of a mischievous child, "I don't take part in children's games, so stay aside obediently and don't interfere with the adults' business."

This is definitely the rhythm of hatred. Madara, who has never had anything to do with the word "stable", is full of anger, and the culprit over there has already turned his direction, looking at his naive and stupid brother. To another brat who fooled into the joint newspaper office.

"Uchiha Obito."

He calmly looked directly at the young man. In the young man who has fallen into paranoia, he can no longer find the shadow of the silly and impulsive little Uchiha back then, but he didn't expect that he didn't look like a Uchiha at all. It turns out that Uchiha's characteristics are still deeply hidden in Bo's boy-crazy, paranoid, and desperate.

This is really a Uchiha, a somewhat enlightened and failed Uchiha.

The boy seemed to be in a good mood to widen the curvature of the corners of his mouth, and at the same time, the coldness in his eyes deepened.

The author has something to say:

Following the small theater in the previous chapter, we can see...

The setting sun and the sea and the brothers hugging with tears in their eyes...

Affectionate Brother: Do you miss me?

Shy and lovely brother: ... don't want to ...

...Look at each other affectionately for 5 seconds...

Brother Affectionate: That...don't want...it's a fake!

...So Mina-san, please be free...

PS. I didn't take the wrong script... What?