Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

The person who came was undoubtedly a Uchiha.

He should have just come down from the battlefield, only hastily removed the covered outer armor, changed into a haori, or coat, and then hurried to this side, except for the black gloves that were being taken off, his body, Even the ends of his hair were not stained with excess blood, but the lingering evil spirit and gunpowder smoke did not diminish much. Any ninja who has been on the battlefield can tell that he has just experienced a rather cruel - one-sided Crushing large-scale battles.

Black hair and black eyes, long hair of the same color is loosely scattered behind, wearing a dark blue suit with the Tuanfan clan emblem printed on it, which is different from the current Uchiha clan uniform. In addition to being suitable for the release of the fire escape, it also takes into account the activities. This undoubtedly shows that he is an all-round ninja who is good at the three techniques of ninjutsu.

What lingers around is the unique Chakra fluctuation that belongs to the fire escape ninja... Except that this amount may be huge, making the perceived ninja doubt his own detection results again and again, there is no difference.

Who is he?

Ninja School is a place to teach young ninjas to learn survival skills. Except for children who don't know much about their own village, the ninjas who are resident here are not top-notch ninjas, and the overall average age is relatively young.

In theory, the last time "Uchiha Madara" appeared in Konoha, Naruto Uzumaki was just born, and Umino Iruka was still a child who could only be protected behind.

No one will recognize this face.

--Under normal circumstances.

However, the current situation is that the unprecedented parent meeting is in the front, and a certain two gymnasts are behind, which leads to the fun... No, the number of people who come to watch the game has reached the highest ever.

Even if he doesn't recognize that face, the sickle and round fan behind him, the pair of scarlet eternal kaleidoscopes, and——

"Mr. Madara?"

——It came from my subconscious blurt out.

The moment the coat fell off, I noticed the unique Chakra that belonged to Mr. Madara. No, no, it’s better to say that the presence of Mr. Madara on this coat is too obvious, and the blood, gunpowder, and blades lingering with Yin Chakra Surrounding me together with the attack, there is still the inner temperature... and breath.

Before today, I never felt that the exposed skin on the back of my neck would be so sensitive. Just the slight vibration caused by breathing, and the friction of the cloth, it seemed that there was a hand covering it——

My whole body is numb.

Although, although, it is not the first time that the feeling of being surrounded by blue chakra is not the first time. From the support of Chakra when he fell into the space-time storm, the Susanoo who played the first string on a rainy night, and then the fight against Payne Hands-on psychic art, logically speaking, I should get used to it... No, how could I get used to it!The previous few times I was in a fighting state, can the thing of evaporating reason be called a habit——

When I hit the head, I was more embarrassed than I am now. Why is it just this time, Mr. Madara's reaction is so abnormal.

...It's as if Tuqiong...dagger saw...the same.

Suddenly this word popped up in my mind, and I felt so empty for a moment, then I secretly hooked my fingers under the cover of the coat, grabbed the inner lining, and went up bit by bit.

Thinking about the good, at least this dress came in a timely manner. It not only keeps warm, but also solves the urgent need.

Looking at it this way, the material of the clothes covering me is much better than the ones on me. It feels heat-resistant and wear-resistant. If it is made by Uchiha, maybe the fire protection function has also been considered... I will ask later ask to see.

Skillfully diverting my thoughts, I let my mind run wild while reflecting: I always feel that I have encountered this kind of thing more and more frequently recently, and it is getting easier to do psychological work for myself...

I groped to hold the oversized coat on my shoulders to prevent it from slipping off, and while trying to stand up, I secretly glanced at Sasuke's expression.

Very well, probably because the exposed shoulders were covered, getting up was not blocked this time.

Ness, Huahua!Next, just say hello to Mr. Madara, and then drag him who appeared unexpectedly and pretend to be normal, and this parent meeting will come to a perfect conclusion!

I cheered myself up, and turned my head ambitiously... I didn't make it, and my shoulders were held down.

"Huh?" The ignorant lamb let out a doubtful air. "Mr. Madara?"

I held back the small movements of shrinking. To be honest, I did not press my hand hard, but the temperature—I mean, the body temperature of men is higher than that of women physiologically, let alone a Uchiha whose chakra attribute is fire, Even through a layer of clothing, it gave me a premonition that that piece of skin was about to burn.

And if it wasn't for the position where he was pressing the nape of the neck, I would even suspect that the markings there had been lured to be more active than ever, even though the position where he was pressing was not much better—I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. The skin is unbiased, exactly where the mark of Fei Lei Shen is.

——How can there be such a coincidence!

Ask, a grumpy Uchiha finds that his... is temporarily unidentifiable. In short, it is someone who may be more important. He is marked with an indelible mark by the Senshou he hates. How will he react?

I covered my face in my heart and broke down and shouted, everyone is good, come and say something to someone, otherwise something terrible will definitely happen that I can’t deal with for the time being, whether it’s me being made into a box or a fight breaking out on the spot, it’s not what I want What I saw—speaking of which, this is just an ordinary parent-teacher meeting, what did Konoha's school do wrong to face this!

Probably my call had an effect, the gentle and non-aggressive Sasuke and his homeroom teacher stood up to all the vigilant eyes, stepped forward again firmly, and asked knowingly: "Dare to ask your Excellency..."

I'm going to cover my face again.

According to Mr. Madara's arrogance, if someone asks about his identity, he will never think of covering it up, and he will definitely declare his name frankly... and then call him or ignore it depending on the situation.

Sure enough, before turning back, I heard a calm voice from behind: "Me? Uchiha Madara."

Then, as expected, the atmosphere suddenly became sinister.

... I deeply feel that the remaining half of the schools may not be able to keep today.

What is even more frustrating is that the person who caused the current situation completely ignored the crowd who was wary of him, and turned to me: "Have you had a good time?"

So I still have to do it myself, right?

Sighing bitterly, after such an interruption, I was not as nervous as before and found my mouth to speak: "You see when I was unhappy, but you, why did you come here so suddenly?"

His eyes didn't feel implicated and over-consumed. Judging by the reactions of the people around him, he couldn't have just tore open the wall of space without even covering it up. What was it worth his worrying about?

Mr. Madara was completely unaware of being veiled by me, and his tone was normal and relaxed: "I'm here to attend the invitation you handed over."

"Is there such a thing...?" But I remember that it has been a long time since the invitation?

Seeing my doubts, he continued to use the tone that, when he met a group of mosquitoes, it was either a big problem or a time-consuming tone: "I got stuck on the road, and I wasted a little time."

The expressions of the people who listened silently with their ears twisted: there is no such thing as "something", even though most of the chakra on his body has been consumed through the journey, but he came to watch the excitement, no, among the people who came to observe There are quite a few people who are full-time in charge of battlefield investigations. Just the residual mixed chakra and detonating talisman reactions are enough to guess a general idea—that is definitely a scale close to a ninja village, and the enemy has several kage-level strengths. A battlefield where ninjas ambush.

However, all of this, I, who should be able to perceive all of this, is wearing a coat, surrounded by Mr. Madara's personal chakra with a strong sense of presence, eyes that can see clues, and because I can't turn back because I am pressed, what? Also not received.

So, I, who was only relying on my voice for the time being, heard the words and carefully analyzed the meaning: what I said made sense. If it was me who came to the appointment but accidentally got stuck because of other things, then I would work hard to solve it and try my best to solve it. I rushed over with all my strength... No, I almost got caught in it.

This is not a reason to trouble Konoha and the group, right? At this time, Mr. Madara should not be displeased with Konoha?

...Don't think that you didn't target me, because I didn't see your murderous intent towards them——Sasuke who is closest to you is about to get down, so restrain yourself!What are you dissatisfied with!

I shook my head vigorously, decided not to answer his words, and instead complained openly: "Okay, I got it, so when can I turn back?"

Anyway, take your hands away!The skin on the back is going to catch fire!

My lewdness was so obvious that the person behind laughed, causing the hand covering the back to slightly rub against the fabric when it was taken away.

I was teased mercilessly: "..."

Yes, damn it!

Mr. Iruka, who only spoke at the beginning, had been standing there for a while. I passed him and glanced at the crowd with tense expressions, and then I saw Mr. Hashirama squatting in a blind spot.

I gritted my teeth and glared at Konoha, who is not a big deal when watching the excitement: Don't eat melons, come and help, master——

Hashirama-san gave me a sunny thumb back, then looked up at the sky and whistled.

... If you poke the basket thoroughly, then leave it to me to deal with the aftermath. At least give me a little distraction in the way of escaping, Master!

There's nothing wrong with this man's determined appearance of being a scoundrel, I can only figure it out by myself - but the past few days have been so comfortable that I completely forgot how to face Mr. Madara, or else, first... ...business as usual?

I thought about it with my empty head, and I think this method is feasible.

"Have you figured it out?" Before I could speak, Mr. Madara's voice was one step ahead of me: "What should I do?"

——Now that you know that you are my "Beacon", have you decided how to face me?

"No, why don't you hide it at all..." I muttered in a low voice, "And what can I do to help?"

I am not surprised that he can see through my thoughts. After all, he has never concealed the attitude of "I know you know what I think" from the first meeting. He changed his usual attitude. For some reason, he is very aggressive, which caused me to be caught off guard. I fell into a passive face-to-face encounter—fortunately, I came back to my senses quickly.

When I think about it this way, I am very straight-forward when I am balanced in an instant. In line with the politeness of looking at the other person's eyes, I am used to turning around naturally: "I don't think it matters what I do, because no matter what 'Madara' is Change, I will be me from beginning to end, the 'flower' will always be here, so..."

So I just keep it as it is!

Mr. Madara's hand that was pressing on my back earlier had retracted, and my turn was very smooth this time, and I stared seriously at the pair of rotating eternal kaleidoscopes.

I think I am mediocre, and although I don't know why I became his "beacon", but at the moment, the only thing I can show is "sincerity".

Since you have tacitly agreed that I will hold you, then I will try my best not to let you step into the abyss again.

"I" will always be "I".

The waves and undercurrents stirred by the eternal kaleidoscope slowly subsided. Gradually, I unconsciously stopped the sound, and his eyes returned to normal pitch black.

For some reason, I, who was not terrified in front of the kaleidoscope, looked at the pitch black like the night, but my heart was a little terrified.

—and he stopped talking!

"...Could it be," I was hesitant because of the long silence, and tentatively asked, "Is my understanding wrong?"

As he asked, he quietly shifted his center of gravity back, making preparations to leave this world with the spaceship as soon as he took a negative attitude.

Under my extremely nervous eye attack, this lonesome man who just took off his armor and was only wearing a strong suit finally said, "That's right."

He lowered his head slightly, bathed in various gazes, and stretched out his hand in my direction.

"But it's not enough."